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Wicked!
Ha Ha! 1 2 3 and I with 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 wicked rhymes, picket signs, me and my mob got a full of 9's. Drop 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, for the one that did it. You want my vote, no your never gonna get it, cause I'm the one with the mad skills, and I choke like 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 slam dunk it like O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby rock that test tube baby, take it...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on their Yes I Wicked! I told them not to 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
say nothing just listen, got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison. You going my way you get served, still got a then I bunny hop the curb. head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never seen with a grin, going flat frown cause I'm down, so take a look around, all you see is big black boots steppin', use my toe as a weapon. And awfully quiet you want to live with this nigger, to with the stick. Ah, but that's nasty, 'cause I got a count like Ice-T. From in New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking pork. Your sly, you pig, dig, from the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasian, oh, your picket signs, you know all funky ass wisdom picket budget talking.
'Cause I get Wicked! I told them not to keep on fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their Yes I Wicked! I told them not to on their 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 and going to get heavy like the Ghetto Boyz. December was power to the people, you might just see a sequel, 'cause police got equal pay, a 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 keep on their 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 keep on your fire