Better on the Other Side
I remember the first time I seen you moonwalk
I believed I could do anything
You made the world dance
You made the music come to life.
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
Who's Michael Jackson
You're Michael Jackson
I'm Michael Jackson
We all Michael Jackson
I guess what I'm asking is everybody bow their head for a legend don't breathe for a second
Now let the air out, grab the hand of somebody you care about
So you can hear my message, my confession
Someone 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 and 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
Cause him and Mike tried to stop the beef between us
Who is us? Me and 50, that beef is dead, him and young Mike Jackson gone take us to the ledge.
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
As I'm pouring out this liquor candles start to flicker
When list my air ones, MJ was my nigger.
Not the one that play ball, the one with the hollywood star
And since I'm a hollywood star I'm gonna tell you my story
Never had a family that close, never see Barry Gordy walking through interscope
Just like me they always had Mike in a scope
No matter what you say
I'm gonna love him and he's still dope
Let me take you back to 85 when I was in a zone, dancing for my momma thriller jacket
with all the zippers on
Now I'm doing 90 bout to crash in this Aston
Listening to Outkast, I'm sorry Mrs Jackson
Anything I can ever do to better you your son was our king so we won't Corretta you
I'm writing this letter to all the Jackson kids, we all Jackson kids, time to let
us through.
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
People can say what they wanna say about you
But we gon' remember the miracles that you showed us
Through your music, through your dance, through your philanthropy
You were the one that made us all realize
That we are the world
You are the one that showed us we can moonwalk
You gave us the beat, you gave us the rythm
You gave us the soul
Through us your legacy lives on
We can't stop now, we won't stop now
Mike Jackson
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
This the kind of song to make the angels cry
Look up in the sky, ask God why
Why, why, do we live and let die
This the kind of song to make the angels cry
Look up in the sky, ask God why
Why, why, do we live and let it die
I believed I could do anything
You made the world dance
You made the music come to life.
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
Who's Michael Jackson
You're Michael Jackson
I'm Michael Jackson
We all Michael Jackson
I guess what I'm asking is everybody bow their head for a legend don't breathe for a second
Now let the air out, grab the hand of somebody you care about
So you can hear my message, my confession
Someone 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 and 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
Cause him and Mike tried to stop the beef between us
Who is us? Me and 50, that beef is dead, him and young Mike Jackson gone take us to the ledge.
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
As I'm pouring out this liquor candles start to flicker
When list my air ones, MJ was my nigger.
Not the one that play ball, the one with the hollywood star
And since I'm a hollywood star I'm gonna tell you my story
Never had a family that close, never see Barry Gordy walking through interscope
Just like me they always had Mike in a scope
No matter what you say
I'm gonna love him and he's still dope
Let me take you back to 85 when I was in a zone, dancing for my momma thriller jacket
with all the zippers on
Now I'm doing 90 bout to crash in this Aston
Listening to Outkast, I'm sorry Mrs Jackson
Anything I can ever do to better you your son was our king so we won't Corretta you
I'm writing this letter to all the Jackson kids, we all Jackson kids, time to let
us through.
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
People can say what they wanna say about you
But we gon' remember the miracles that you showed us
Through your music, through your dance, through your philanthropy
You were the one that made us all realize
That we are the world
You are the one that showed us we can moonwalk
You gave us the beat, you gave us the rythm
You gave us the soul
Through us your legacy lives on
We can't stop now, we won't stop now
Mike Jackson
This 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 it's better on the other side
You were chosen from the start
Never gon let you go, it's from my heart
This the kind of song to make the angels cry
Look up in the sky, ask God why
Why, why, do we live and let die
This the kind of song to make the angels cry
Look up in the sky, ask God why
Why, why, do we live and let it die
Credits
Writer(s): Brown Christopher Maurice, Suber Ebony Eugene, Taylor Jayceon Terrell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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