He's a madman
Where the **** did you get your license son?
Dr. Murray, how could you!
The King of Pop...
What's wrong with you son?
Now your life is done!
Now your'e singing Tears For Fears,
that's right: Four Years!
He didn't really have your back
All he wanted was your money everybody knew that
He didn't even have your best interest
All he wanted was your money just to build up his interest
A careless docter
A docter who could care less when your body is lifeless
No matter how big or small...
anybody drowning in propofol
Now the King of Pop is gone
Because he ended up in hands that was wrong
Dr. Murray I hope your time is long
Bend over, and get the soap and get the ding-dong
That's what happens to people like you where you at
Ding-dongs come skinny and fat
Dr. Murray, what if your heart stopped
just like the King of Pops
Muther****er!
Yo Mike, we miss you G
You was the King of Pop
It all stopped when your heart stopped
I don't know where you got your license kid
Did you get it on the back of the box?
I wonder how it feels Docter Murray
Listining to the keys of them jail locks
Who gave you permission to practice
The mistake you made adds up to exact this(?)
Michael Jackson was a flower
Came to full bloom and came into power
He got bigger than The Beatles
Then Conrad comes around poking him with needles
knowing that the man was weak
Michael Jackson didn't know that he was getting a geek
as a mother****ing docter
All this guy had was needles and a knife
So Conrad Murray, I just wanna know how's your life
now muther****er