wings to fly Just when the music started to fade Just when my words wouldn't rhyme Just when my colours were all turning grey You changed them and made them shine Just when
is another's gain The sun comes out when the water goes down the drain When the rainbow in the cloud comes out we do it again Everything even's up, you just
other side, you were chosen from the start never gon let you go, [The Game] Whose Michael Jackson? You're Michael Jackson, I'm Michael Jackson, We all Michael
Yeller Satisfaction's overrated, I don't agree with failure So I just kept making heat up in the basement like a cellar Well uh, pipe down like draino Just roll into a ball
take a ride wit a star straight outta that lone star state Where Michael Watts trained and told me I gotta hold my weight That motivation is the key when
Odom, I ball, scrotom, Flyer than a cricket so they call me Nicki Jim-any, And It's going down like Santa in a chimney, You don't ball break ya baby back
need a flight extension Yo, I know I smell good, when I walk by I catch sky miles, 'cause I look high And plus I look fly, baby, take a Polaroid And when
Jon, but has anyone seen Donnie? I don't know, but I thought I saw him walking towards the corner store Nah, he's at the park playing ball} {Oh, here
from Levi's To Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace That's just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael Where I'm from, just them
ice, you remain Fuck em' all, tell em' all eat shit, here we go again You can get the dick, just call me the ball sack I'm nuts, Michael vick in this
drop and roll 'cause when you say the shit To give the whole hip hop shop the blow You're on fire, yeah, you're on fire I just wrote a bullshit hook
a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed Just enjoyin' the ride Just gon'
balls And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends Beggin' with their hands out, checkin' for your record when it's sellin' When it ain't,
bad, bad man Quick is how I flip from the tip of the lip Punchin out hits like Gladys Knight and the Pips The five-foot assassin has just raided your
they knew the cat, exactly where he live at And when I get there, just blaze God and don't look back 'Cause Ricky got no kids and no wifey So when I
these niggas Ya Lou-Louie Vutton kicks , they my ball sneaks 30 pair Michael Jordans, is what they cost me Lou-Louie Vutton kicks, they my boss sneaks 30 pair Michael
I whip yes what yes like buddha sess yes Shot em all dead when they try to test So keep me in like Flynn this year I'm gonna win If my balls are on your
good pace That's why I'm watching Indiana take on Yao Ming I'm number one like Tracy McGrady My jump shot daily the gotta pay me Born to ball my game just
