Newman - Michael Jackson lyrics

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Newman - Michael Jackson lyrics

[Intro] This for all them thots and all them thoughts that never was This is sonnin' all you n***as when dad never loved This that Michael Jackson thrill trilla with no glove This for when they fronting and you stunting on 'em just because [Hook] Michael Jackson ho Thriller, illest, finna, k**'em With no glove (x3) This for when they frontin' and you stuntin' on them just because [Verse 1: Newman] Hol'up Rollin' with the homies then we rollup Two turnt need two of them like noah n***as snakes, tell the world they can s** my boa Michael Jackson, bo' Never lackin', ho How he snappin' though? Put him on def jam poetry Bros over those, but I'm stuck up in them ovaries The Mona Lisa "Ether" 'till it's over no one over me Land of the Free, Home of the Slaves Shoulda did that homework, all a n***a did was rage Damn Sallie Mae, you've been taxin' everyday And they buy and sell your country rest in piece the World Trade From the back of the bus Still back of the cla** But the back of that a** done stopped my breathin' Cuts so deep, how to stop the bleeding? Never stopped believing since Martin dreamed it (On God) [Bridge] On my God, I believe that I could fly '92 'till I die Moonwalking on the sky Ay, I just wanna dance See they hands in the sky '92 'till I die Michael Jackson b**h I'm walkin' on that sky let's get it [Hook] [Verse 2] 'Fore my team blowin' up Yeah yeah yo b**h blowin' down My generation turnt up Yeah fill my cup with that brown These n***as swear they make noise I swear I ain't heard a sound Stayed near where they bussin' caps More than where they got them gowns Yeah homie like that Nah b**h you ain't know me like that But I know you listening to the raps Ain't just cause I'm african and black Americans hate africans Neighborhood kids wanna scrap How it's n***as made in America But n***as hardly make it in America? Tell that bursars need that loan in advance Dane dance revolution Newton on your institution Been pollutin' my lungs Cookin' change like Sam sung Got bars like Samsung Captain on the rum Laughing at you bums Better tell 'em where I'm from That 919; I take my time Take what's mine f** the world, break the hym Coolin' out playin' 2k Truly coolest n***a since Lupe [Hook] [Bridge]