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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 kickin' 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, before I ya, looking for the one that did it. You want my vote, no never gonna get it, cause I'm the one with the phat mad skills, and I won't choke the Buffalo Bills. Sittin' at the pad just chillin', Larry Parker got 2 million, oh what a fucking feeling! That nigger done past me the pill, and I slam dunk it like O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby rock that test tube baby, take it...
I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your
say nothing just listen, got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison. You my way you get served, still got a deuce then I hop the curb. Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin, going flat frown cause I'm down, so a look around, all you see is big black boots steppin', use my toe as a weapon. And it's awfully you want to live with this nigger, to with the stick. Ah, but that's nasty, I got a body count like Ice-T. From in New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork. sly, you pig, dig, listen from the flow from a fro'ed caucasian, oh, your picket signs, you all this funky ass wisdom picket budget talking.
I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your
People wanna how come I got a Gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm. Ready to bring that noise and going to get like the Ghetto Boyz. December 29th was to the people, you might just see a sequel, police got equal pay, a horse is a pig that don't fly straight. I'm doin Daryl Gates but Willie Willams, I'm down with the pilgrims, I'm through with the pig, so I the job is dead, get out...
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