Michael Jackson

[Verse 1: Andy Mineo] I go by M-I-N-E-O, but it really don't matter Bury me with no tombstone, I want you to know my daddy We don't seek Him, He come after We don't reach Him, He the ladder If you die and you don't know Him that's a weak end like a Saturday (preach!) This one for my misfits, ah What I'm saying is we ain't bein' statistics, not What I mean is the things you want me to get with God is already ticked with This is sin, 'case you missed it She might be fine like tickets Don't love Jesus, we can't kick it Cause I been there, wish I didn't Had to delete all them digits They say, "Jesus why you sit with, the sinners and the wicked?" He lookin' for the sick because the well don't need physicians No we never fit in cause they look at how we livin' It's evident that we giving every minute for the King Even though we trip we think about our provision And we get a couple sinners when we rest upon His name And this is how it all happened Adam fell, now it's all bad, Michael Jackson [Chorus: Andy Mineo] Born sinner, born sinner This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson [Verse 2: Thi'sl] Was a bad boy but my name ain't Diddy though Way I rock my beard they probably think I was from Philly though STL my home, you peep that bird on my fitted though Go on ahead and cut me up I don't think they can hear me though Bang that bass, drop that thing Go on ahead and let it flow Raspy voice from the South, but my name ain't Mystikal Used to run up on them boys, they look like what that pistol for When Mike was rocking Billie Jean, I was a smooth criminal I'm talking bad, Mike Jackson "Thriller" I'm talking bad, jacket and zippers You lookin' mad, like boy you trippin' But I'm talking past, I've been forgiven Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat WIC cheese for dinner Daddy was gone, momma was gone Had no choice, I toted chrome Now I go and I preach the truth Same blocks I hustled on, that's bad [Chorus: Andy Mineo] Born sinner, born sinner This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson [Verse 3: Rich Perez] Born sinner, you know how the line goes Sardines with the wrath of God, this is mind blown That's a big deal Rebel against the God who stretched the heavens with His own fingers like an iPhone Now what a relief, it should've been me But He didn't see it the same He took up the cross to give me His life The Truth created a way He could've just thrown me away Instead He would offer His grace Somethin' I didn't deserve so I'm living for Him in the flesh And to die is my gain Let me say that, say that again He lived, He died, He rose to give me a raise Christ crucified, yeah, it happened Now it ain't bad, all bad, Michael Jackson [Chorus: Andy Mineo] Born sinner, born sinner This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson [Verse 4: R-Swift] I was headed to death at the least Fading with every breath 'til He beheaded the beast A victim, of my own, poison Impersonating a throne Persuaded two-toned hearse waitin' An easy target for worst aiming Fragrant for birth a walking curse verbatim I was on that Kurt Cobain But ain't the same this is that crowd flowa with no vain Catch me riding in a clutch Grim Reaper on my back But I never been much of a deep sleeper So excuse me for being eager to give them the truth Instead of feedin' the streets ether [Hook: Andy Mineo] Born sinner, born sinner This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson [Outro: Bubba Watson] It's your boy, Bubba Watson Golf boys 1-1-6, Reach Records Ex-hustler! Michael Jackson, I'm bad! I don't know, I forgot