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ICP and wicked rappers delight 2015

Feinds of the shit its time to get high
Bump your shit up for somthin wicked shit by
Detroits legendary lopatara
Staring you right back your eyes in the mirror
out your brains spontaneous combustion
Lyrics a barrel in each ear and im bustin
Fire breathin wicked shit meltin
Blowing speakers into flames, settin to your home

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

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

Warlocks and come and learn from the master
The walls of my feature bodys in the plaster
The dead but sticking out hon solo when he froze
With my weapons hanging off there fingers and toes
Wicked pimpin, bitches, livin or dead
or vampire fangs and they givin me head
Like cemetery girls back dance boogie woogie
Her nedens big and blew out a plate of spaghetti

Im out cold all my gold
Plus i dont them
Quarterback plus dont care(?) you rush em
Bust em down bust em up fuckin em up
But wait why do i have all blood on my hands
on my clothes blood on my shoes
Im on the 10 o clock for steady
Murdering crews and point of views
Im purple chronic mixed with acid, demonic
In a stomach full of jagermeister to vomit

Mirror mirror on the wall us who the wicked are
Shaggy E and Jay we in the and gettin ours
Hittin stars in there and bumpin off with rented necklaces
reckless nobody expected
Bumpin this wicked shit'll your brain dead
I can fry a mutha egg on your head
Break in and tie your feet up to your neck
Shoot you in the back and kick you down the steps

I blow a in the side of your head
Do the same to your misses while sleepin in bed
murder robbery just another job to me
Rollin in a stolen buick slobbin me
Known the farms lands as a duke of the wicked
Always shootin the and bootin the chickens
Askin me the wrong question triggers my disease
will find your body in compton in hallis(?) queens

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

I met a hooker and she did it for free
On the verner 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 without as much as a drop of
But then i i forgot to wear gloves
Now im chasing the bus my finger prints are on her
STOP! AND GIMME MY DEAD BACK!

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

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

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

Videos

ICP Feat. Esham - Wicked Rappers Delight
ICP Feat. Esham - Wicked Rappers Delight
Wicked Rappers Delight
Wicked Rappers Delight
ICP Ft. Esham  Wicked Rappers Delight
ICP Ft. Esham Wicked Rappers Delight
Insane Clown Posse - Wicked Rappers Delight
Insane Clown Posse - Wicked Rappers Delight
Wicked Rappers Delight-ICP & Esham
Wicked Rappers Delight-ICP & Esham
Esham and Icp - Wicked Rappers Delight REMIX
Esham and Icp - Wicked Rappers Delight REMIX
Insane Clown Posse - Silence of the Hams
Insane Clown Posse - Silence of the Hams
R U WICKED - ICP
R U WICKED - ICP
ICP and Esham Wicked Rappers Delight
ICP and Esham Wicked Rappers Delight
ICP MMFWICL
ICP MMFWICL
Insane Clown Posse wicked rappers delight {w/o esham}
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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