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Korn - Wicked
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 Im 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 9s
Drop then Ill slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the A-hole
Ready to Buck Buck Buck but its 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 Im the one with the phat mad skills
And I wont 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 Oneal
Wicked, Wreckin
Baby, Ill 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 Im in your face, so youll keep on the volume
Dont 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 Im down, so take a look around
All you see is big black boots, stepin, use my steel toe as a weapon
And its awfully quiet, you want to live with this nigger, to with the stick
Ah, but thats nasty, cause I got a Body Count like Ice-T
From here to 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 caucasion
Ah, who didnt know I was as funky as Wilson Picket
but ya talkin...
(Chorus)
People wanna know how come I get a gat
and Im sitting at the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise and kinda trigger happy like the Ghetto Boyz
December 29th was power to the people, yall might just see a sequel
Cause police got equal, hey, A horse is a pig that dont fly straight
Im doin Daryl Gates but its Willie Willams, Im down with the pilgrims
Im threw with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...
(Chorus)
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, while me and my mob got a trunk full of 9s
Drop then Ill slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the A-hole
Ready to Buck Buck Buck but its 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 Im the one with the phat mad skills
And I wont 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 Oneal
Wicked, Wreckin
Baby, Ill 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 Im in your face, so youll keep on the volume
Dont 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 Im down, so take a look around
All you see is big black boots, stepin, use my steel toe as a weapon
And its awfully quiet, you want to live with this nigger, to with the stick
Ah, but thats nasty, cause I got a Body Count like Ice-T
From here to 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 caucasion
Ah, who didnt know I was as funky as Wilson Picket
but ya talkin...
(Chorus)
People wanna know how come I get a gat
and Im sitting at the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise and kinda trigger happy like the Ghetto Boyz
December 29th was power to the people, yall might just see a sequel
Cause police got equal, hey, A horse is a pig that dont fly straight
Im doin Daryl Gates but its Willie Willams, Im down with the pilgrims
Im threw with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...
(Chorus)
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