don't even got one But I can pull a hot one when inside of a datsun The wicked in the bed, plus the wicked in the head When I shoot the game, it's like
the dorm Y'all can re-write the history to settle the score And I still be writin' wizardry like never before 'Cause I broke down this year almost lost my clarity Felt wicked
bread, and big Watts is goin make it slow That Rodney goin get the doe, that clover goin get some mo' Goin step in Harlem and scores and make it rain,
is goin get that bread, and big Watts is goin make it slow That Rodney goin get the doe, that clover goin get some mo' Goin step in Harlem and scores
hen done killed the fox. Eyes like clouds know you stare. Count the minutes by the rocking of chairs. Prathertown unincorporated, May you stay far unrelated to the wicked
effect) (Hear the drummer get wicked) (Compton's in effect) (Hear the drummer get wicked) (Compton's in effect Everyone is on the bandwagon) (Hear the drummer get wicked
the gutter Digging in the tenements, looking for a vein Trying to find that big score, the mother lode And everyone's A wanna be - the wicked and the
full moon of May ?Neath whose rays we lay together And those bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain for wicked
the park all alone, he was cold There's something coming around As wicked as it may seem As wicked as anything could be As wicked as it may seem As wicked
Looseys Well, bust how I'm flippin', flappin' rippin' up the rappin' Look at the way I kick it, I'm wicked, it happen One night in Manhattan, chillin
'bout to speak and hit the wall and ricochet I rock the Cali way for sure, I'm only in it to score Niggaz say I'm owed one, but it's more like four
Well, Superman Ain't packin' no rocket 'Cause his red shiny cape Hangs in my bedroom closet Now I hear Miss Lane Wants to even the score Well I swing
fortune, Witch Hunters! OZIANS Go and hunt her And find her And kill her RABID MAN (spoken) Kill the Witch! OZIANS Wickedness must be punished Evil effectively eliminated Wickedness
, I've always been And then, I'm a stab a fucking critic with his pen So write that, put that in your magazine and stick it I'm wicked, just like a witch
' Got this thang sewed up from Texas to New Orleans And cross the West Coast where fools get wicked I'm in the gang hell a D I'm try to score a meal ticket
this thang sewed up from Texas to New Orleans And cross the West Coast where fools get wicked I'm in the gang hell, a D, I'm try to score a meal ticket
that I think too much relying on this pen and this ink too much and I do too much - I'm always on tour accumulating voice, till I forgot about the score
Hello, hey, this is Brandon but my friends call me Spike now I just moved out of my parents house in Danville To this wicked warehouse in Oakland Anyway