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