the garbage can I pull bitches like Kim Fields, Brooke Shields Shelley Long, Connie Chung, I can go on and on Word is bond, I'm a don I split 'em and
Philly, I Was sort of easy going, I Was really a silly I I used to mess around I was kind of the class clown I hate to see you frown I hate to
:] Everywhere that I go ain't the same as before, People I used to know just don't know me no more And everywhere that I go, I got people I know, Who'
or Wack? Yeah, I mean I hear what your sayin I mean you got carried away in the moment And I could forgive you...I could do that I could do anything
and go for yours and don?t go for mine No you ain?t finna ride what I'm in Know what I'm sayin'? I've been waiting my life And I stayed on my grind Now
keep on livin' I don't need no more opinion This is my time, I was given, and I wish people would just listen Cuase I feel like Michael Jackson and just
', his voice chords achin' You know I'm perplex, exotic on Ampex Dog style champ, hittin' booty for butt sex I can't disguise myself like Michael Jackson
socks from Laker players, you can suck they jocks I walk in projects, and underwears on Bronx blocks Send Tampex FedEx while I slip on condoms you drink
, fuck" "Nigga, I ain't bout to say no muthafuckin' 'uhh' pick the phone up nigga" "Nigga, what?' "I'm on my muthafuckin' way right now" "Come on then
Tellin' me them diamonds, when she know they rhinestones She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson I
Can a drummer get some Can a drummer get some Can a drummer get some Can a, can a drummer get can a, can a drummer get Can, can a drummer get (Can a drummer
I'm firm I'm a super duper rap rapper Steady makin' snappers Hand's clapper, nigga my chopper got'cha I'm on the first floor emergency Bury me, mister I'm sick, I
baby Can I get ya in my world baby? Can ya grease my Jeri curl baby? Did you flip yo' wig To let Michael Jackson baby sit yo' kids? That nigga old as
Michael Jackson for child support, Rhyme is thought, what is it? Lethal, Damn you'll get hurt, Cos I XL like the tag on my shirt, I'll have these rappers
needs Nobody's perfect just like me Into the stereo is the place I go I wonder what's playin' next on the radio? Somethin' tells me I'll never be close
and my fans singin it Big up to Michael Jackson, and Michael Jordan Iron Mike Tyson, Tupac Shakur an' Flavor Flav, can't forget Snoop troop I'm audi ghost
I got a house that can entertain all of y'all Maybe later on I'll give you a phone call I'm 'bout to slide out, but I'll get back at ya And when I call
[Missy Elliot] I'm on that next sh*t I'm on that next sh*t You on that old sh*t I'm on that next sh*t [Verse 1: Missy Elliot] I got a figure eight figure