to open mind Gotta put your heart on the line If you wanna make it right You've got to reach out and try Gotta put your heart on the line If you wanna
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open mind Gotta put your heart on the line If you wanna make it right You've got to reach out and try Gotta put your heart on the line If you wanna
Traduzione: Michael Jackson. On The Line.
open mind Gotta put your heart on the line If you wanna make it right You've got to reach out and try Gotta put your heart on the line If you wanna make
girl shook up Women breaking my pager, phone line you can't look up We had ice on us, merchandise on us Busting at other hoods, when they had a price on
buy it, done tried it Michael Jackson tells me it?s all about two hands and one glove Then you got your house with the picket fence Or on the reservation
believe me go ice it all the bills we sike em so high like Toni Braxton if you wanna get with this action show em off like Michael Jackson or sream like
to tell And what passes for news is simple propagandist sight Home movies of George Bush with Entertainment Tonight Breaking news around the clock on Michael Jackson
name's on your wall in blood Bringing more 'Weird Science' than Anthony Michael Hall Buckshot, you're quoted like I'm Amy Fischer the war's on I'm sending
freak be missin, I got her twurkin n she be whistlin Piece be glistenin every time it get a light reaction Despite the braggin my chest brighter than Michael Jackson
[Royce Da 5'9":] First verse, uh I'm on 'til I'm on a island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with
my brain, It's so intense that I can't explain. All alone in my white-boy pain, Shake your booty while the band complains. I'm rockin the suburbs, just like Michael Jackson
there that got shit on they chest and just wanna let it out [Tash] Anything you could do I could do fresher WHen I'm on the microphone I rock the shit
can't hold it in my friend the Liks get the most clout We be scorin points like Michael Irvin on the post route Don't bring me to the party, because I just spoil it I be earlin on
And it be like chill, on the real Ain't no stoppin' the black, under attack Nigga stuntin' and thumpin', all of y'all, the niggaz stuffin And like Michael Jackson