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Wicked!
Ha Ha! 1 2 3 and I come with the wicked style, and you that I'm from the wicked crew, you act you knew, but I got everybody jumping to the voodoo. You wicked rhymes, picket signs, me and my mob got a truck full of 9's. Drop then I'll slay ya, bang, bang, for the
Ready to buck, buck, buck, but a must to duck, duck, duck, I bust ya, looking for the one that did it. You want my vote, no your never gonna get it, I'm the one with the phat mad skills, and I won't like the Buffalo Bills. Sittin' at the pad just chillin', Larry Parker just got 2 million, oh a fucking feeling! That nigger done me the pill, and I slam dunk it like Shaquille O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby I'll that test tube baby, take it...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire Yes I Wicked! I them not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll on your fire
Don't say nothing just listen, got me a plan to Tyson out of prison. You going my way you get served, got a deuce then I bunny hop the curb. Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never seen a happy grin, flat frown cause I'm down, so take a look around, all you see is big boots steppin', use my steel toe as a weapon. And it's awfully quiet you want to with this nigger, to with the stick. Ah, but that's nasty, 'cause I got a body count like Ice-T. in New York I get them skins, and I ain't about pork. Your sly, you pig, dig, listen the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasian, oh, your picket signs, you know all this ass wisdom picket budget talking.
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their But now I'm in face, so you'll keep on your fire
People know how come I got a Gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm. Ready to bring noise and going to get heavy like the Ghetto Boyz. December 29th was power to the people, you just see a sequel, 'cause police got pay, a horse is a pig that don't fly straight. I'm doin Daryl Gates but it's Willie Willams, I'm down the pilgrims, I'm with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to on their fire Yes I Wicked! I them not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on fire