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# Posté le mercredi 20 février 2008 12:27

Modifié le mercredi 04 novembre 2009 14:06

RIP King Of Pop... My Idol Forever (l)

[Diddy talking]
I
remember the first time i seen you moonwalk,
I believe
d I could do anything,
you made the
world dance,
you
made the music come to life

[Chris
brown - Chorus]
Th
is the type of song that make the angels cry,
i look
up in the sky and i wonder why?
why
you had to go, go
I know its better on the other side,
you were chosen f
rom the start
nev
er gon let you go,

[The Game]
Whos
Michael Jackson,
Y
our Michael Jackson,
Im Michael Jack
son,
We all Micha
el Jackson,
I gues
s what Im asking is everybody bow their head for a legend dont breathe for a second,
now
let the air out, grab the hand of somebody you care about,
so you can he
ar my message, my confession,
someon
e tell Usher, i seen the moonwalk, i guess the young thriller touched him, like he touched me, like he touched you,
so carry
on his legacy, something i must do, so i trust you lighting candles, concrete visuals, me and my brothers listen to jackson 5 in the living room,
first thing i
did when i heard was call puff,
cos
him and Mike tried to stop the beef between us,
who w
as us? Me and fifty, that beef is dead, him and Mike Jackson gonna take us to the ledge.

[Chorus]

As Im p
ouring out this liquor candles start to flicker,
when
list (?) my air ones, MJ was my nier.
Not the one tha
t play ball, the one with the hollywood star,
and sinc
e im a hollywood star imma tell you my story,
[Courte
sy of KillerHipHop.com]
never had a
family that close, never see Barry Gordy walking through interscope,
ju
st like me they always had Mike in a scope,
no matter
what you say,
imma
love him and hes still dope,
let m
e take you back to 85 when i was in a zone, dancing for my momma thriller jacket with all the zippers on,
no
w im doing 90 bout to crash in this Aston,
listening
to Outcast, Im sorry Mrs Jackson [Damn - Dope line from Game - KillerHipHop.com]
anything
i can ever do to better you your son was our king so we wont Corretta you,
Im writing th
is letter to all the Jackson kids, we all Jackson kids, time to let us through.

[Chorus]

[Boys II Men]
This the kind of
song that make the angels cry,
loo
k up in the sky and ask God, why o why why
Do we live
and let die
This t
he kind of song that make the angels cry,
look up in
the sky and ask God, why o why why
D
o we live and let, live and let die.

# Posté le lundi 17 mars 2008 14:10

Modifié le jeudi 02 juillet 2009 16:44