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Yo Chuck, we got runnin mixes in da headphones... 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, while 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 peel, 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, somebody outta keep on the volume Yes I Wicked, somebody outta keep on the volume Yes I Wicked, somebody outta keep on the volume But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on the volume 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 Gotta fat 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 here to 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, who didn't know I was as funky as Wilson Picket