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an arrow in me Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy? The ghost of jealousy (Repeat) (Come on) (It's dynamite) (A piece of mine) Tell me are you the ghost
Übersetzung: Michael Jackson. Ghosts.
Shot an arrow in me Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy? The ghost of jealousy (Repeat) (Come on) (It's dynamite) (A piece of mine) Tell me are you the ghost
father sent me a message and I came to drop it The prophet is to love each other Michael Jordan/Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah They got our love by go get
smack, WHUT I do whut I wanna do, WHUT I go where I wanna go, WHUT fuck you, you , you, and you, WHUT forever I'm a juggalo, WHUT I'll slap Michael Jackson
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo. Ha! Hoo! Told me that you're doin' wrong. One las' shock an' all alone. Cryin' wolf ain't like a man. Throwin' rocks to
role Like never part with your gun and stay this cold (SL) Yo we in the streets where it's nothin but love I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson
'll save you from the terror on the screen I'll make you see That this is thriller, thriller night 'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would
? Wrong, it's a drive-by. Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around the Midnight Phantom. They predicted I'm-a fall; they must be down with Michael Jackson
stop it The father sent me a message and I came to drop it The prophet is to love each other Michael Jordan/Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah They got our love
What's the matter? Are you scared of ghosts? What's the matter? What's the matter? Tell me are you fearless I'm not scared of ghosts What's the matter
wanna smack, whut I do whut I wanna do, whut I go where I wanna go, whut Fuck you, you, you, and you, whut Forever I'm a Juggalo, whut I'll slap Michael Jackson
they never found my killer So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller Iller than most emcee's cause I be killin' 'em Most emcee's turn into ghost
on down, get on down Get on down, get on down It's going down It's going down No lights, no camera but lots of action No moonwalkin' backwards, kid, like Michael Jackson
