| Lyrics: | Yo Chuck, we got runnin mixes in the headphones
holding his breath... shit, fuck.
Hahaha!
Wicked!
1..2..3 and I come with the wicked style
And you know that I'm from the
wicked crew, you act like you knew
But I got everybody jumping through the hoops
You
kickin wicked rhymes, picket signs, me and my mob got a trunk full of
9's
Drop then I'll
slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the A-hole
Ready to Buck! Buck! Buck! but it's a must to
Duck! Duck! Duck!
Before I bust ya!
Looking for the one that did it
You want my vote,
no your never gonna get it
Cause I'm the one with the phat mad skills
And I won't choke
like the Buffalo Bills, Sittin at the pad just chillen
Larry Parker just got 2 million, Oh what
a fucking feeling
That nigger done past me the pill, and I slam dunk it like
Shaquille
O'neal
Wicked, Wreckin
Baby, I'll rock that test tube baby, take
it...
Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire
Yes I Wicked! I
told them not to keep on their fire
Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their
fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
Don't say nothing just
listen
Got me, got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison
You going my way you get
served
Still got a deuce then I bunny 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 look around
All
you see is big black boots, stepin, use my steel toe as a weapon
And it's awfully quiet, you
want to live with this nigger, to with the
stick
Ah, but that's nasty, cause I got a body
count like Ice T
From in New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork
Your
sly, you pig, dig
Listen from the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasion
Ah, your picket
signs
You know all this funky ass wisdom picket budget talking
Cause I get Wicked!
I told them not to keep on their fire
Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their
fire
Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire
But now I'm in your face, so
you'll keep on your fire
People wanna know how come I got a gat
And I'm sitting at
the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise and going to get heavy like the Ghetto
Boyz
December 29th was power to the people, you'll might just see a sequel
Cause police
got equal, hey, A horse is a pig that don't fly straight
I'm doin Daryl Gates but it's Willie
Willams, I'm down with the pilgrims
I'm threw with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get
out...
Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire
Yes I Wicked! I
told them not to keep on their fire
Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their
fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire |
