Michael Jackson - Intellectual

[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

[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

[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

[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

[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