الأغاني:
Jackson Michael That S What Love Is Made Of

Nike airs Tie it round the ceiling fan and end it right here Kick the ladder cause I climbed that twice Hate it or love it, I'm one blood nigga, it's

for that Girls know that I got gold and stacks In every cul de sac from the streets to the clubs I'm making hits and everybody's showing love Fact is

Drippin it's from the shots it's the Grim Reaper that's when you think opportunity knocks Now battling Chino XL your ass get's flowed !??!?! Yo, yo,

degrees to enemies That already tricked em and made em fall victim Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm, just look at them What we need is peace and love and more love

constant satisfaction, Suckin' more dick than Latoya Jackson. Her father even raped her too, that's another one, Matter of fact, I think her brother Michael is her son. I think Michael

air Love is here And oh my darling, now you're gone Love is here And oh my darling, now you're gone You made me love you Oh oh my darling, now you're

hear him comin' Is the darkman you better keep runnin' Always believe in what ever you say or do That's the point that's why I can't say I love you I

think that Santa brings us gifts? That Michael Jackson hasn?t had facelifts? Are we still so stunned by circus tricks That we think that the dead would

gon let you go, [THE GAME] Who's Michael Jackson, Your Michael Jackson, Im Michael Jackson, We all Michael Jackson, I guess what Im asking is everybody