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Wicked!
Ha Ha! 1 2 3 and I come with the wicked style, and you that I'm from the crew, you act like you knew, but I got everybody to the voodoo. You kickin' wicked rhymes, picket signs, me and my mob got a truck full of 9's. then I'll 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 your never 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 dunk it like Shaquille O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby I'll rock that tube baby, take it...
'Cause I get Wicked! I them not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their But now I'm in your face, so keep on your fire
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 deuce I bunny hop the curb. Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never with a happy grin, going flat 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 you want 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 talking pork. Your sly, you pig, dig, listen from the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasian, oh, your signs, you know all this funky ass wisdom budget talking.
'Cause I get Wicked! I 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
People wanna how come I got a Gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm. Ready to bring that noise and to get heavy the Ghetto Boyz. December 29th was power to the people, you might just see a sequel, 'cause police got pay, a horse is a pig that don't fly straight. I'm doin Daryl Gates but it's Willie Willams, I'm down the pilgrims, I'm with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to on their fire 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 keep on your fire