Lyrics:

-Lex The Hex and Young come correct on that ass

[Verse 1: Young Wicked]
Young Wicked mothaf**ka sicker than theothers
Killingsh*t since yourfathers d**k was in your mother
Duckingwhen I run up
Grind until the sun up
I'm the sad clown everybody making fun of
Protected by the rejects, The underdogs I'm under
They all Stevie Wonder I can see beyond the bullsh*t b*t*h I live through it what you talkin' bout
This from east coast but you got me in your pocket now
Preaching for the cheddar leaving my vendettas
Every night I'm working my release is getting better
Deeper than the crevice can't nobody stress us
I just tell them 'bless up' then I get the heck up
Outie never doubt it I'll be rapping til' the lights out
Everybody wanna ride the wave until they wipe out
Ain't a man alive that can stop me from getting mine I Bob Barker motherf**kers tell me if The Price Is Right now

[Chorus]
f**k it
Middle fingers to my problems like f**k it
f**k it
Middle fingers to my problems like f**k it
f**k it
Juggling down this dark road like (f**k it)
Me and the dogs Ima ride like, we like (f**k it)
Juggling down this dark road like (f**k it)
Coming down from the underground like (f**k it)
[Verse 2: Lex The Hex Master]
You motherf**kers can't be serious all delirious
Seeing Lex now with the supernatural experience
Serious flow dripping like period slow sticking to various hoes
Dipping through area codes (aloha)
I know my monkey flow is tighter than a bowtie
Livin' La Vida Loca heavy damage to (?)
Lex come through when a show stop with no props
Your (?) f**ked the industry praying (?)
Blacker than the blackest and you can flip them like a mattress
f**k them salty b*st*rds when I'm out here with my black sh*t
Please don't call me til' the drama turn to action
I don't need Mr. Miyagi its your ass I'll be waxing
Otis be the Wicked and the Lex is just ridiculous
Everything burns til' you charred and you fidgeting
Catch me in the club getting drunk and belligerent
Middle fingers up like 'f**k it' this how I live it b*t*h

[Chorus]
f**k it middle fingers to my problems like f**k it
f**k it middle fingers to my problems like f**k it
Juggling down this dark road like (f**k it)
Me and the dogs Ima ride like, we like (f**k it)
Juggling down this dark road like (f**k it)
Coming down from the underground like (f**k it)
[Verse 3: Young Wicked]
Middle finger to my problems b*t*h I know I'm awesome
All I hear is talking and I hope that y'all are flossing
Breath smelling like a coffin (?) just got off it
My sh*t smacking when it's dropping your sh*t is whack and half-hearted
(?) kind to a goblin bring the power to a gauntlet
Yeah I run this motherf**ker and I started from the bottom
I'm killing em' soft'n leaving you shaking like Hillary Rodham theres a (?) bottom
It ain't a motherf**king thing out here that really can stop him
You can't handle the equation Wicked really a problem
Well I'll just keep on kicking rhymes until the sun and earth collide and everybody f**king dies and he forgets all about em'
I climb the sh*t out of mountain
I'm jumping obstacles daily
Make a wish in a fountain and pray to God you like changes
Cause if I keep on killing every mic than yours is in danger and there is more than just angle than kicking rhymes to get paid up but I'm like f**k it

[Chorus]
Middle fingers to my problems like f**k it
f**k it middle fingers to my problems like f**k it
Juggling down this dark road like (f**k it)
Me and the dogs Ima ride like, we like (f**k it)
Juggling down this dark road like (f**k it)
Coming down from the underground like (f**k it)