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Wicked!
Ha Ha! 1 2 3 and I come with the wicked style, and you that I'm the wicked crew, you act like you knew, but I got everybody jumping to the voodoo. You kickin' wicked rhymes, signs, me and my mob got a truck full of 9's. Drop then I'll 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 your never gonna get it, I'm the one with the phat mad skills, and I won't like the Buffalo Bills. Sittin' at the pad just chillin', Larry Parker just got 2 million, oh what a feeling! That nigger done past me the pill, and I dunk it like Shaquille O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby I'll rock test tube baby, take it...
'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 not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll on your fire
Don't say just listen, got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison. You going my way you get served, still got a deuce I hop the curb. Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin, going flat cause I'm down, so take a look around, all you see is big black boots steppin', use my toe as a weapon. And it's awfully quiet you to live with this nigger, to with the stick. Ah, but that's nasty, 'cause I got a body count Ice-T. From in New York I get them skins, and I ain't about pork. Your sly, you pig, dig, listen from the flow from a 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 them not to keep on fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your
People know how come I got a Gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm. Ready to bring noise and going to get heavy like the Ghetto Boyz. 29th was power to the people, you might just see a sequel, 'cause police got equal pay, a horse is a pig don't fly straight. I'm doin Daryl Gates but it's Willie Willams, I'm down the pilgrims, I'm through the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...
I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I them not to keep on their fire But now I'm in face, so you'll keep on your fire