I wake up frightened and scared Who cares a boy in young years all I wanted was to see the Light in full gear Yeah here I come here I am here I slam Rollin
AND SCARED WHO CARES A BOY IN YOUNG YEARS ALL IN WANTED WAS TO SEE THE LIGHT IN FULL GEAR YEAH HERE I COME HERE I AM HERE I SLAM ROLLIN' WITH THE CLIQUE
here treating my wife like a straight hoe I can't believe this bitch, I can't believe this shit Everything I ever did for her I?m taking it back, I?
like to kick, I got the steel-toe boot out Cause I'm malicious, vicious on the mic is how I am And I always do as I like, clause I demand The utmost respect
Michael Jackson Cover You'll never make me stay So take your weight off of me I know your every move So won't you just let me be I've been here times
and on my sleeve sport it like summat you thinks precious coz ya dead gran bought it. I talk so foul I talk so course I show no regret I show no remorse
That, say, homeopathy works, Then I will change my mind I?ll spin on a fucking dime I?ll be embarrassed as hell, But I will run through the streets yelling
right to complain 'cause I am fucking lazy But yeah I look right And yes I smell right I spending money on this shit You know I keep it tight Fuck what you bitches saying I
can be my Prince, (prince) my knight You can be my Superman Save me here I am (girl im for real) Baby, there's nothing I won't do (nothin i won't
behold I I am the shit Hear the commode cry Hear the guitar scream That Double R lean And if it's for me Then its foreign I mean my cars, I mean my clothes
Nigga I'm a hazard like Michael Jackson in khakis Touch kids but I do that with a semi-automatic With or without traffic I pull my shit out and blast it I
buh dah) I'm the motherfucking man Chorus Verse Three: Todd One Can I be the man, can I be the man, can I be the man? Yes I can, yes I can, yes I
bad (that's right) I am Michael Jackson, Puff Daddy "Bad" Boy, I will strike you with the belt like your dad (that's right) I will (Rock Your Bells), I am
here [x2] All up in my grill I'm not even gonna bother listening to Gucci... I'm just tryna figure (figure) Why you up in here [x3] I'm just tryna figure
done, UHH! [Verse One:] I did good in my hood as a youngster The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed I
of dick, cuz I am whut I am I be whut I wanna be, WHUT I act how I wanna act, WHUT I see whut I wanna see, WHUT I smack who I wanna smack, WHUT I do
it funky Stop being stingy knocka, pass that Brass Monkey I step, off a stage, everyone knows, who I am Grab the mic like Teddy Riley and I _Jam_ (chicka
me! - I blend in with the best of them - shooters and robbers I'm on that Will.I.Am shit I black ya eye for bloggin'. [scream] What the fuck is the problem