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ICP and Esham wicked delight 2015

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

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

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

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

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

Mirror mirror on the tell us who the wicked are
E and Jay we in the game and gettin ours
Hittin stars in there mouth and bumpin off with rented
Wicked reckless nobody
Bumpin wicked shit'll boil your brain dead
I can fry a mutha fuckin egg on head
in and tie your 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 while yall sleepin in bed
Double murder robbery just job to me
Rollin in a stolen hookers slobbin me
Known though the farms lands as a of the wicked
Always shootin the and bootin the chickens
Askin me the wrong also triggers my disease
They find your body in compton in hallis(?) queens

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

I once met a and she did it for free
On the west bus number 73
All the way in the she was humping on me
i strangled the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
I got off on my stop without as as a drop of blood
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 in the club we all fight
Hanging fuckers my there neck off of street lights
With there legs cut off to read me rights (shiiit)
I whip my cd at you, it in yo face
Half way stickin out but look it still
I stomp when i rap and i shake the block
Stick my dick in your ear so you can hear i got

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

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