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ICP and Esham wicked rappers 2015

Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get
Bump your fuckin up for somthin wicked shit by
legendary demon lopatara
Staring you right back through your in the mirror
Blowing out your brains combustion
Lyrics like a barrel in each ear and im
Fire breathin wicked shit microphones
speakers into flames, settin fires to your home

How many times you say i need help
Who gives a fuck if i myself
Im thinkin suicidal thoughts i shot a gay
I do my homework so i shot my teacher
I dropped out the day fuck a g.e.d
i went and clowned the industry with ICP
Through up the 313, to let know it was me
Esham is dope ho im the of the D

I stole a fuckin and drove through a wendys
All happen to me was a bullet in the kidneys
I died then but look at me i ride again
Whats happenin, reality is pretend
You can blow my head off ill just grow another
My brain and my self, we even know each other
in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
Thats what the nines in the for

Warlocks and witches come and from the master
The walls of my home feature bodys in the
The dead but sticking out like hon solo when he
With my favorite hanging off there fingers and toes
Wicked pimpin, scary bitches, livin or
or with vampire fangs and they givin me
Like cemetery girls dance boogie woogie baddy
Her nedens big and blew out like a of spaghetti

Im out cold all my gold
Plus i brush them
Quarterback sneakin plus care(?) you rush em
Bust em down em up steady fuckin em up
But why do i have all this blood on my hands
Blood on my clothes blood on my
Im on the 10 o clock news for
Murdering and there point of views
Im like chronic mixed with acid, demonic
In a full of jagermeister ready to vomit

mirror on the wall tell us who the wicked are
Shaggy E and Jay we in the game and ours
stars in there mouth and bumpin off with rented necklaces
Wicked nobody expected
Bumpin wicked shit'll boil your brain dead
I can fry a mutha fuckin egg on your
Break in and tie fuckin feet up to your neck
Shoot you in the back once and you down the steps

I blow a crater in the side of head
Do the same to your misses while sleepin in bed
Double murder robbery just job to me
Rollin in a stolen buick hookers me
though the farms lands as a duke of the wicked
Always shootin the biggots and the chickens
Askin me the question also triggers my disease
They will find your in compton in hallis(?) queens

The phone rung and on the end it was the president
I cant talk right now im on the takin a shit
hung up the i think my cover is blown im deep cover
Your ordered a pizza from me she got the meat lovers
Im bravo the other black reo(?) get at me ho
I make hos happy tho cause im there pappy oh
Its to soon for you to be on my
But give r a call i think like em 13

I met a hooker and she did it for free
On the west bus number 73
All the way in the she was humping on me
until i the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
I got off on my stop as much as a drop of blood
But then i realized i forgot to wear
Now im chasing the bus my prints are on her neck
STOP! AND GIMME MY DEAD BACK!

Fuckin dead bitches on a Ouija all night
Bustin off in the club we all fight
Hanging muther fuckers my there off of street lights
With there cut off tryin to read me rights (shiiit)
I whip my cd at you, stick it in yo
way stickin out but look it still plays
I stomp when i rap and i the whole block
Stick my dick in your ear so you can hear i got

I was one of monsters in the video thriller
Known to the world as the pop killer
And on another part the ground i arose
Im the crusty ass hanging out of your nose
Im the stink on your im the weed to your rose
Not one of your friends but one of foes
And spittin the wicked shit is the life i
Do a spin grab my then b boy pose

Chain you up for some tic bloody mess
We draw the on your chest and take turns shootin the rest
I win everytime, beep the beat is good with rhyme
And off your head if in the way(?) your gettin mine
This is and the wicked clowns for the vote
We come flying out the dark with a moonsault
I a snowball so hard it replaced your eye
It and left a fuckin hole and it was dry

Videos

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ICP Feat. Esham - Wicked Rappers Delight
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Esham and Icp - Wicked Rappers Delight REMIX
Esham and Icp - Wicked Rappers Delight REMIX
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Insane Clown Posse - Silence of the Hams
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ICP and Esham Wicked Rappers Delight
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ICP MMFWICL
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Insane Clown Posse wicked rappers delight {w/o esham}
Wicked Rapper's Delight - ICP Ft. Esham (Chopped & Screwed)
Wicked Rapper's Delight - ICP Ft. Esham (Chopped & Screwed)
Wicked Rapper's Delight - ICP & Esham (Chopped & Screwed)
Wicked Rapper's Delight - ICP & Esham (Chopped & Screwed)
Insane Clown Posse ft. Esham & 2 Live Crew - Wicked Wild
Insane Clown Posse ft. Esham & 2 Live Crew - Wicked Wild
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