Wicked

Yo chuck we got runnin' in mixes and da headphones Ha, ah, ha, ha, ha Wicked Ha, ha, 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 to the voodoo You kickin' wicked rhymes, picket signs Me and my mob got a truck full of 9's Play ya and I'll slay ya I got thug made dough by the hey a 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 you're never gonna get it 'Cause I'm the one with the tight mad skills And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills Sittin' at the pad just chillin' 'Cos Larry Parker just got 2 million Oh, what a f**king feeling That nigger done pa*s 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 "Wicked" Don't 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 that'll bunny hop the curb Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin Never seen with a happy grin Show the phat frown 'cause I'm down So take a look around All you see is big black boots steppin' Use my steel toe as a weapon Kick ya and flip ya Now they want to label this one with a stick Hopin' that's not a stick 'Cause I got a body count like in the city From men in New York I get them skins and I ain't talking about pork Ya slut, you pig, dig Listen from the flow from a soul fro'ed Caucasian Oh, your picket signs, you know all This funky a*s 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 Wicked, prop, ch, ch, ch 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 April 29th was power to the people And you might just see a sequel 'Cause police got equal pay A horse is a pig that don't fly straight I'm doin' Daryl Gitts but it's Willie Willams I'm down with the pilgrims I'm through with the pig So I think the job is dead, get out and die '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 '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 Wicked, oh, a*s hole well I come I come say '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 '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 Wicked, oh, a*s hole well I come I come say