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Wicked!
Ha Ha! 1 2 3 and I come the wicked 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 I'll ya, bang, bang, birthday for the
Ready to buck, buck, buck, but a must to duck, duck, duck, I bust ya, looking for the one that did it. You want my vote, no your 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 just got 2 million, oh what a fucking feeling! That nigger done past me the pill, and I slam dunk it Shaquille O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby I'll rock that test tube baby, it...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire Yes I Wicked! I told not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your
Don't say nothing 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 frown cause I'm down, so take a around, all you see is big boots steppin', use my steel 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 like Ice-T. From in New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking 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 budget talking.
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 told them not to on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your
wanna know how come I got a Gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm. Ready to bring that noise and to get heavy like the Ghetto Boyz. 29th was power to the people, you might see a sequel, 'cause 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...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to 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 on your fire