"mike come on shut these bitches up man"
Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang
High as shit, i’m in a booth
Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes
Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap
Iron sheik you niggas, make you humble break your back
Cause you didn’t play the game right
I make thriller when i bless the mike
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