Beautiful Michael

Cinta was taken from a young life
And no one told her why

Her direction has a dimlight
From one lebih violent crime
She innocently questioned why
Why her father had to die

She asked the men in blue
How is it that anda get to choose
Who will live and who will die
Did god say that anda could decide ?

You saw he didn't run
And then my daddy had no gun

In the middle of a village
Way in a distant land
Lies a poor boy with his broken toy
Too young to understand

He's awaken, ground is shaking
His father grabs his hand
Screaming crying, his wife's dying
Now he's left to explain

He innocently questioned why
Why his mother had...

Uh oh, she's just your type right
Trying to figure out how anda could
play a major part in her life, right?
Cuz shorty got her mind tight
And every time anda see her walk sejak
you start thinking bout your night life
She all that's in your eyesight
And ever since the first hari anda seen her
thinking she the wife type
You figure she'll be perfect loving anda
Fantasize a tingle from her fingers rubbing anda
Trying to analyze the situation
You feeling crazy
Wonderin forever what's so special bout this lady
Feeling like anda wanna pull back
But anda know anda perfect for her anda got
all of what them fools...