"billie" in my "jeans", rest in peace mike jackson!
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that
Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad
Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right
I took big leaps and jumps. they can call me like mike.
Killing this rap game, i'm great like mike.
Ain't that how black's do it, right
I make thriller when i bless the mike
Cause another innocent died
For now everything just seem so right
This is what its like when im spitting on the mike
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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