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The Injustice Of MJ
Call me tired,
Call me fed up,
Call me disgusted,
Call me pressed,
Call me down right tired of these motha fucker's schemes.
Damn right I'm bout ready to fight for a man who's been through too much and had felt so much pain then to be attacked by the ones he loved, being stabbed in the back;
Smacked in the face by tasteless comments about wanting to changing his race,
changing his face, is he gay?, does he like children?, why is he into them?.
Why won't you just leave him alone?!.
Sick of all of you trying to get rich and famous off of souly his name by trashing him.
Yeah I'm talking about you Q and all the shit you were spillin' too, it sure wasn't tea 'cause it wasn't delicious but it sure as hell was like tap water flavorless and bland just like your career, irrelevant.
You try to stay on top by disrespecting the one star outta all the ones you've worked with before who made you actually famous. Who do you think you are trying to disrespect the one you called your son, the one you practically made family?
the one you had around your kids and known since The Wiz, but I guess this is the business of Hollywood or maybe you just another old bitter man tryna get their early bird special on his legacy meanwhile you're sinking down to the bottom.
Are you mad?, you must be especially when you callin' your musical son a thief, claimin' he stealin' when you know damn well he was the source, the creator, the blueprint to his music.
But you wanna lie and say he never credit you, but everything you guys did together had your name so don't you dare say otherwise.
'Cause I'll tell ya one more time enough is enough.
It ain't a bluff and it ain't bullshit, he deserves better and far more better from the ones who surrounded around him.
Who use their slander and shade just to get paid, finally to have it made.
Sometimes they wanna act brand new and pretend they didn't change up the minute he past away.
Yeah I'm talking about you Tatiana.
You were nothin' but a Dirty Diana and couldn't accept it.
You had everyone convinced even his own damn mama that he loved you, but as the years went by you turned on him in his time of need for greed and fame.
Then by the time he died you cried crocodile tears and proclaimed your love for him every damn day.
Bitch, dry ya damn eyes and stop with the lies and stop pretending to be innocent.
Face it you're guilty, end of story.
Same goes for you too Madge,
You sure as hell ain't a saint and sure as hell will never be one.
You wanted to make Michael another boy toy to your collection as you tried relentlessly to get him into bed, but he wouldn't oblige then after numerous acts trying to get him to sleep with you, you bad mouth him to the media like as if you weren't tryna sex him.
But by the time of his ascension you switch up your attitude and flex 'bout ya romance when you shoulda done that when he was alive.
Fuck where were you all when he needed you?!,
You were all the ones to blame
Couldn't you of felt his pain?.
Glad you're burning Tom for all the hell you put Michael through,
Bashir you will one day get yours too,
Don't think you're safe too Diane.
You all tried to smear his legacy with your slander as you tried to crucify him your pened out lies, it was so unjustified.
Call me fed up,
Call me disgusted,
Call me pressed,
Call me down right tired of these motha fucker's schemes.
Damn right I'm bout ready to fight for a man who's been through too much and had felt so much pain then to be attacked by the ones he loved, being stabbed in the back;
Smacked in the face by tasteless comments about wanting to changing his race,
changing his face, is he gay?, does he like children?, why is he into them?.
Why won't you just leave him alone?!.
Sick of all of you trying to get rich and famous off of souly his name by trashing him.
Yeah I'm talking about you Q and all the shit you were spillin' too, it sure wasn't tea 'cause it wasn't delicious but it sure as hell was like tap water flavorless and bland just like your career, irrelevant.
You try to stay on top by disrespecting the one star outta all the ones you've worked with before who made you actually famous. Who do you think you are trying to disrespect the one you called your son, the one you practically made family?
the one you had around your kids and known since The Wiz, but I guess this is the business of Hollywood or maybe you just another old bitter man tryna get their early bird special on his legacy meanwhile you're sinking down to the bottom.
Are you mad?, you must be especially when you callin' your musical son a thief, claimin' he stealin' when you know damn well he was the source, the creator, the blueprint to his music.
But you wanna lie and say he never credit you, but everything you guys did together had your name so don't you dare say otherwise.
'Cause I'll tell ya one more time enough is enough.
It ain't a bluff and it ain't bullshit, he deserves better and far more better from the ones who surrounded around him.
Who use their slander and shade just to get paid, finally to have it made.
Sometimes they wanna act brand new and pretend they didn't change up the minute he past away.
Yeah I'm talking about you Tatiana.
You were nothin' but a Dirty Diana and couldn't accept it.
You had everyone convinced even his own damn mama that he loved you, but as the years went by you turned on him in his time of need for greed and fame.
Then by the time he died you cried crocodile tears and proclaimed your love for him every damn day.
Bitch, dry ya damn eyes and stop with the lies and stop pretending to be innocent.
Face it you're guilty, end of story.
Same goes for you too Madge,
You sure as hell ain't a saint and sure as hell will never be one.
You wanted to make Michael another boy toy to your collection as you tried relentlessly to get him into bed, but he wouldn't oblige then after numerous acts trying to get him to sleep with you, you bad mouth him to the media like as if you weren't tryna sex him.
But by the time of his ascension you switch up your attitude and flex 'bout ya romance when you shoulda done that when he was alive.
Fuck where were you all when he needed you?!,
You were all the ones to blame
Couldn't you of felt his pain?.
Glad you're burning Tom for all the hell you put Michael through,
Bashir you will one day get yours too,
Don't think you're safe too Diane.
You all tried to smear his legacy with your slander as you tried to crucify him your pened out lies, it was so unjustified.
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