let me let go, You won?t let me let go, You won?t let me let go You won?t let me let go Got me thinking it?s on Girl you know that you?re wrong You
me - now they can't take me But as long as they don't fuck wit me - I don't worry bout'em But if they fuck wit me - you gone have to worry bout'em [Chorus
che-che- check out my melody! {LET'S GO! } [Chorus:] Since a little nigga I been on my own Me, I hold a chrome, you don't think, So respect it or check
you forget about me?) It's not my thing trying to get baaaack, But this time let me tell you where I'm at! (South-Side!) [Chorus: Michael Jackson (50
and them wit me And turn this day into fuckin mayhem, you stayin wit me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryna confuse you When I let loose wit this uzi
being lonely (yeahhh) Take my hand don't let go baby hold me (hold mee) Come to me let me be your one and only (hold my haand) So I can make it alright
dispicable. I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original. It's pitiful, niggas ain't lyrical. Give me that deal, give me that miracle! They lackin
: [feat. Michael Jackson] [Chorus: Michael Jackson and Krayzie Bone] Aaaahhh! (pray, pray, and we pray, pray, pray) Ooohhh! (and we pray, pray, pray
Me... Someone who can hold me Is that You? Looking for somebody i can call boo Looking for the only one that i can give my all to Tell me if thats
euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins I made a pact with the Devil that says ?I'll let you take me You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpes, Jack Kevorkian? Go
fs like I rap endorphins I made a pact with the Devil that says ?gI?fll let you take me You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpse, Jack Kevorkian?h Go
til they are dry, Sorry... come again. Things just ain't the same for Bin Laden, This planet hates me more than Michael Jackson, Hating on the Taliban for keeping me
m like a young-ass Michael from the Jackson Five (HEE HEEE) But you don't feel me, the industry for years been trying to kill me Me and my niggas stay
machine, where would I go? Probably wouldn't wanna see the past, 'cause all the memories are enough. If I ever had a real chance to travel in a time machine, where would I go
m free from di penitentiary Betta go count [?] more black fren Nuh badda try fi be second Michael Jackson [Chorus:] Let me tell you bout my black skin
you flip yo' wig to let Michael Jackson baby sit yo' kids? That nigga old as hell They need to throw the motherfuckin momma in jail Let 'em know [Hook
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
flag post I'll shoot a game of pool, with the grim reaper and then let him beat me I'll meet Jeffrey Dahmer at some kinda of bar let him take me home and eat me