Lyrics:
Yes it's the old school style and it Wicked and wild
Yes it's the old school style and it Wicked and wild
And wi jump pan di riddim an wi mash it up
black generation
Look at so many youths they kill by the guns
Look at so many youths they kill with poison
They can hide from man and fool woman
But none
Flesh keepin it wicked kickin em up bitch flippin his
tongue hit em up now heæ?¯ so deadly then if he want some come get hung
Iæ?¦ gonna get wicked
loved
Had all turned wicked and bad
As He looked over His creation
He was grieved by His own plan
But just before He destroyed everything He loved
He
You're missin' the hoota of the funky Buddha
Eluder or the fucked up styles to get wicked
So come on as Cypress starts to kick it
'Cause we're like
to see is what you drivin so they can get a ride in
And nobody knows
Why the nigga with the flyest lo-lo got the ugliest hoes
Why the next man, pullin
the world takes from me
(It takes from me)
See I wrote this script for the wicked
Wounded and doping to feel it
Lost in the open, afflicted
Haunted by those
me (It takes from me)
See I wrote this script for the wicked
Wounded and doping to feel it
Lost in the open afflicted
Haunted by those who forgive
I
Each encounter that he had with the shrouded man
Amounted to around about a hunnid thousand grand
Over years built millions, his money mountains span
In a dark and misty house,
Where no Christian man has been,
Wicked Annabella mixes a brew
That no one's ever seen.
Relatives have passed her
but only in the street man
you ate your words wrong this time
It's wicked where you tread
Shot an arrow in your head
Since the apple wasn't there,
wicked dirty white rocks stuff in my bridges I got black tint on my lenses I hide my pain bitch u want understand me
In my home I cry alone I hope these
the damage they have done
but its all too late the trial has failed
The mother has awaken to reset corruption
Deceived by the liar, the good has become wicked
hall
As you stand on by and kill your brother
Demons in the skin of man
Your wicked life, according to plan
Temples filled with gold
Corruption long
Wicked is he
Who bares hate towards a man yeah
Wicked is me, if you could understand
What you took from me.
Why I am what I am.
cnd I can't
There's a monster on the loose in Wicked Park
Then a preacher man came up to me
Held a Bible by his heart
He had a letter he was saving from the war
No wicked can not reign
Every wicked is a babylonian
No righteous can not reign
It in the hands of the babylonians
So why fight a man who's stealing
dem a wicked man, send them, make them come
Said them a gangster, send them, make them come
Bout them a monster, send, them, make them come
Send them,
dawn ya just need amp up the
Pace because the spotlights on
Hey Man, they say I often preach
Spit it like a wicked evangelist
So only the chosen will
the UHH UHH party UHH UHH and a UHH UHH stylee UHH UHH never UHH UHH tried UHH UHH by UHH UHH anybody
Well, I man inna the party a hold a vibe with
Extractive chaos, the earth is crying, raped by drills and dynamite
Dissolving matter, creating waste
Broken all our links with the natural world
Abundant
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
degenerate, craven, mortal pyres
A broken man
With broken dreams
He's ripped apart
Torn at his seams
By narcissistic
Self-deceit
His path to Hell
Was soon
blastin'.
Wicked as Stephen King when my mental and vocal clashes.
Syrran wrap, like a boa constrictor, wrappin' ya.
Up from your feet to your neck,
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