Lyrics:

Yo Chuck! We Got Running Mixes.... In The Headphones
ah Ha Ha Ha Ha!
wicked!
ha Ha! 1 2 3 And I Come With The Wicked
style, And You Know That Im 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 9s.
play Ya And Ill Slay Ya,
i Got Thug-Made Dough By The Hey-A.
ready To Buck, Buck, Buck,
but Its A Must To Duck, Duck, Duck,
before I Bust Ya, Looking For The One That Did It,
but Like En Vogue, No Youre Never Gonna Get It,
cause Im The One With The Phat Mad Skills,
and I Wont Choke Like The Buffalo Bills.
sittin At The Pad Just Chillin
cos Larry Parker Just Got 2 Million,
oh What A Fucking Feeling!
that Nigger Done Pass Me The Pill,
and I Slam Dunk It Like Shaquille Oneal.
wicked, Wreckin Baby
ill 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 Im In Your Face, So Youll Keep On Your Fire
dont 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 Thatll Bunny Hop The Curb.
nappy Head, Nappy Chest, Nappy Chin,
never Seen With A Happy Grin,
show The Phat Frown Cause Im 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 Nigger,
tape With The Sticker.
kickin Out Girls Thats Nasty,
cause I Got A Body Count Like Ice-T.
from In New York
i Get Them Skins, And I Aint Talking About Pork.
your Sly, You Pig, Dig,
listen From The Flow From A Soul Froed Caucasian,
oh, 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 Im In Your Face, So Youll Keep On Your Fire
people Wanna Know How Come I Got A Gat
and Im 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 Dont Fly Straight.
im Doin Daryl Gates But Its Willie Willams,
im Down With The Pilgrims,
im Through 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 Im In Your Face, So Youll Keep On Your Fire