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blckk – michael jackson lyrics

[intro: blckk]
ziah!
okay, yeah, okay, yeah
okay, yeah, okay, yeah
okay, yeah, okay, yeah
okay, yeah, okay, yeah

[verse 1: blckk]
b+tch, i do not care
i’m gon’ hit your body, i’mma pull your f+ckin’ hair
i’m gon’ beat the f+ck up out your ribs with a chair
i’m gon’ grip my hands around your neck, you get no air
i’m gon break your legs ’cause i don’t f+ck with what you wear
i’m a piece of f+cking sh+t!
k!ll me, motherf+cker, swallow all my f+ckin’ spit
come to all your shows, so we can sit
right in the back and f+ckin’ laugh
and if we keep it up then hopefully you quit

[bridge: blckk]
little b+tch, yeah, hopefully you quit (hopefully you quit)
little b+tch, yeah, hopefully you quit (hopefully you quit)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

[verse 2:]
drive a f+ckin’ van up off a cliff with kids inside it
hang a f+ckin’ toddler out the window like i’m mj
difference is the p+ssy f+ckin’ kept the kid alive
i’m ’bout to throw that motherf+cker, i already got him high
this what f+ckin’ happens when you let me f+ckin’ rap
b+tch, i stopped caring after n0body was mad
now i gotta f+ck around and say i’m ’boutta bring a f+ckin’ gun inside a school just to get you people to snap

[outro: blckk & simon]
get you f+cking mad, i’m not gonna do that
make you f+ckers mad, make you upset when i talked about that sh+t so i did it, so i did it
drop top range!

- blckk lyrics

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