You see me from afar, girl, you know who I'm are A ghetto superstar in a helluva car A ghetto superstar, it's a helluvalife Michael Jackson diamonds
chains Lyricist: _______ What you talkin' about this gossip stop it, drop it Cause we'll prosper, profit, mark us But you cannot stop us or lock us in shackles with
crowded for you to come get in it i spit that tech shiza off to yall it's crazy, even michael jackson said "it's off the wall" i'm with the sickness,
that boo boo Back them two boobs, you on the tape with seven dudes Your temperature's more beyond to sleep with Michael Jackson You want interviews, in
that?" Third ward hustlaz on these streets chasin' riches Penetentury chances 'cuz this a risky buissiness A No Limit Souldier, Commanderin' Chief An' Michael Jackson can't rock
1. Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please I ate your favourite rapper's heart out with a 16 Didn't hit the switch on something with fiends Make money with
and you in a two man cell You washin' nigga's draw's takin' my Dick leanin' on the wall now mystikal you bitch you Remember when you said you wasn't gonna bow You
rock stars eating their fillet mignon Where did Van Halen put guitar solo's? I bet they'd wonder the same Can you tell me what happened to Michael Jackson
It?s a real bad time for black celebrities They lockin' everybody up Michael Jackson, James Brown, Tupac, R. Kelly OJ Simpson, Mike Tyson, Kobe Bryant
get to swim with the sharks with the sharks with the sharks with the sharks i know how to play that i'm arriving at the house with my face a pussycat and the ass you
Debbie Gibson, tell me that you think we're all alone Michael Jackson's in the mirror, I've gotta have faith if I wanna see clear Never gonna give you
, rappers do Ask any politician and he'll tell you it's true It's a fact, music makes you violent Like Michael Jackson telling little Timmy to be silent You
learn You ca play with Lil' Wayne And yo' block get burned You must love to go swimmin' 'Cause tha water gets deeper See I bust you wide open And take 'ya daughter with
trouble like it's my job When they listen to the cops come then I'ma Rock on, rock, rock Rock on, rock, rock We gonna keep on rockin' 'n' rollin' till
I tried to dance like Michael Jackson But people saw me and started laughing [Chorus:] But I ain't complaining It comes with being famous So go and say whatever you