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Wicked!
Ha Ha! 1 2 3 and I with the wicked style, and you know I'm from 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 truck full of 9's. Drop then slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the
to buck, buck, buck, but it's a must to duck, duck, duck, before I ya, looking for the one that did it. You want my vote, no never 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 past me the pill, and I slam dunk it like Shaquille O'Neal. Wicked, wreckin' baby I'll rock that 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 them not to keep on their 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 deuce I bunny hop the curb. Nappy head, nappy chest, 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 quiet 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 skins, and I ain't talking about pork. Your sly, you pig, dig, listen the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasian, oh, your picket signs, you know all this ass wisdom picket 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 not to keep on their fire But now I'm in face, so you'll keep on your fire
wanna know how come 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. 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 Gates but it's Willie Willams, I'm down with the pilgrims, I'm through the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...
'Cause I get Wicked! I told not to keep on their 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 fire