Esham - Wicket lyrics

[Esham - Wicket lyrics]

Wicket! Shit I spit at everybody
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I bloody bodies, shoot up parties
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
The world is burnin hell on earth
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
It started since my date of birth
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
Though God bless, no rest for the
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I hear somethin come this way
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
On 9-11 doomsday (Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I look up at the moon and say
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)

Wicked shit, I spit it, come get it
Who did it?
Though I walk through the valley of death
I fear no clan
Wicked plan, brainwash, radio program
Pulled out my pistol and I shot
The reefer man and ran
Chopped his body up in pieces and
Put him in garbage cans
Then I went to church the next
Sunday and prayed for him
I said "Jeepers creepers
I be my brother's keeper"
So I blew his head off with a
A street sweeper wicked shit startin off the
Blunt I was sparkin
I had to shoot my next door neighbor dog
He kept barkin
Kept me up all night when I was tryin write
This very suicidal
Wicked shit I had to recite
Wicked walkin, wicked talkin
While the chickens keep squawkin
Let my paper keep stackin
12 dozen eggs is crackin
This is ya brain on drugs
If slippin on double doves
It's wicked to kick it in the
World so we bubble drugs

Wicket! Shit I spit at everybody
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I bloody bodies, shoot up parties
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
The world is burnin hell on earth
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
It started since my date of birth
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
Though God bless, no rest for the
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I hear somethin come this way
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
On 9-11 doomsday (Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I look up at the moon and say
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)

Wicked shit is dead-i-ly when
Murders my melody
I'm paranoid for roaches when I
Flow it's a felony
FBI surveillance and the police
Keep trailin me cause, I'm G-O-D-L-IK-E
That's what they keep tellin me
I'm the one you see at night, I'm a psycho
Wanna murder bite
Headed right ya way, bitch
You gotta die tonight
Horrified, fuckin terrified
You'll never breathe again
Vultures circle in the sky awaitin ya end
Like a fortune tellin witch
"follow me I know the way"
Use ya head as a crystal ball
"I see ya dyin day" see I have insomnia and
I'll never sleep again
I black out then you black out when
You thought I was ya friend
Just when you thought ya life was
Comin together for the betta
The wicked shit strikes again
Forever it'll scare ya
I hear some screams at nightfall
I see the fear in ya eyes
I snap out of it but
It starts again at sunrise

Wicket! Shit I spit at everybody
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I bloody bodies, shoot up parties
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
The world is burnin hell on earth
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
It started since my date of birth
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
Though God bless, no rest for the
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I hear somethin come this way
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
On 9-11 doomsday (Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)
I look up at the moon and say
(Wicket! Wicket! Wicket)

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