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Wicked!
Ha Ha! 1 2 3 and I come with the style, and you know that I'm the wicked crew, you act like 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 slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the
Ready to buck, buck, buck, but a must to duck, duck, duck, before I bust ya, looking for the one that did it. You 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 just got 2 million, oh what a fucking feeling! That done me the pill, and I slam dunk it like Shaquille O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby I'll rock that tube baby, take it...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told 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
Don't say nothing just listen, got me a plan to Tyson out of prison. You going my way you get served, still got a 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 live with this nigger, to the stick. Ah, but that's nasty, I got a body count like Ice-T. From in New I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork. Your sly, you pig, dig, listen the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasian, oh, your picket signs, you know all this funky ass wisdom picket talking.
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on their Yes I Wicked! I told not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on fire
People wanna know how I got a Gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm. Ready to bring that noise and going to get the Ghetto Boyz. December 29th was power 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 it's Willams, I'm down with the pilgrims, I'm with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...
'Cause I get Wicked! I them not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their Yes I Wicked! I told not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on fire