Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Michael Jackson Freestyle II , by - Mike Zombie. Release date: 19.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Michael Jackson Freestyle II |
| Yea this part two, rappers get ripped to part too, |
| In the wave like a harpoon, Lately I’ve had a short fuse, |
| Cuz i ain’t even gonna' argue, |
| Lookin' down i see all jewels, |
| Tired a hearin' about what you gon' do, |
| Fuck nigga what you gon' do? |
| Know one thing that i’m gon' go so crazy |
| Money don’t make me baby, goin' hard till the good lord take me |
| Givin' thanks cuz' i know it’s all gravy, (Yea!) |
| This is our time won’t s (h)ave ya' |
| But everytime i shoot i gon' make it |
| You are Forest Whitaker I am too lazy |
| I’m MJ I work for this shit and get faded (Yea!) |
| Jazz asked me, what’s love to you? |
| I don’t even know if i can answa' that, |
| I don’t even know what this shit was to? |
| I don’t even know if i can get the feelin' back |
| Back track, fuck that, i ain’t here for that |
| Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches yea, I’m here for that |
| Fuck the bitches, get the money, let me bring it back |
| Sometime i wanna beg yeah, i’m weird for that, |
| My bitches, they bad, my nerves, as well |
| My brotha', got down, cuz' he, wants tuh' |
| I swear that East side niggas don’t play (don't play!) |
| East side niggas don’t play (no no!) |
| East side niggas don’t play if you want yo food gon' eat (you thiry yea?) |
| Niggas wanna' get to talkin' bidness' till the young nigga get to spittin' |
| digits, |
| Talkin bout' a opportunity and how this shit is gonna be so beneficial, |
| Nigga you don’t know me from a fucking kid that (places?) hold on lemme' paint |
| a picture, |
| Eitha' way i’m goin' goin' up so you can take that talk and you can take it |
| witchu' |
| (Take it witchu!) |
| (Yea nigga you can take it witchu!) |
| (Take my chains off.) |
| (Zombie on the track) |
| I don’t wanna hear no «you should"s, |
| Nigga i am getting too good, |
| If you could do this, nigga, you would, |
| I am commin' like a new Suge, |
| Never was i plannin' two hoods, |
| I know they playin' i don’t do good, |
| But that’s ok cuz' all i do is great, |
| I’m the god at the 808, |
| Believe me when i say that i don’t wanna do no fuckin' talkin', |
| Nigga you don’t wanna' be a target, |
| I’m the nigga with the crooked eye, |
| Step up in this house, you gon' get slaughtered, |
| Ain’t a nigga that can say he taught em', |
| Checks is commin' like a fuckin' aunty, |
| Doin' all this shit just for my daughter and I’m |
| Gone! |