Fact mj got cut from his ball team
I got a dollar and a dream
Her hors d'oeuvres worth a forge through a fortress
Together all the timethought it was true love
If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen
Gotta believe in my self you cant need a team
Dream of everyone in my team.
Eyes real low, just blame it on the green
Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love
Pimping behind the palisade my fortress is a palace
I get paper like i a mail box, seen
Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,
You ain't never seen
Me and my whole damn team,
All exams deemed finish so i'll go see my team,
Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream
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