Yo Chuck, we got runnin mixes in the headphones
    Hahaha! Wicked!
    1..2..3 and I come with the wicked style
  And you know that I'm from the wicked crew, you act like you knew
  But I got everybody jumping through the hoops
  You kickin wicked rhymes, picket signs, me and my mob got a trunk full of 9's
  Drop then I'll slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the A-hole
  Ready to Buck! Buck! Buck! but it's 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 I'm the one with the phat mad skills
  And I won't 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 O'neal
  Wicked, Wreckin
  Baby, I'll 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 I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
    Don't 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
  Going flat frown cause I'm down, so take a look around
  All you see is big black boots, stepin, use my steel toe as a weapon
  And it's awfully quiet, you want to live with this nigger, to with the stick
  Ah, but that's nasty, cause I got a body count like Ice Tea
  From in New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork
  Your sly, you pig, dig
  Listen from the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasion
  Ah, 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 I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
    People wanna know how come I got a gat
  And I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm
  Ready to bring that noise and going to get heavy like the Ghetto Boyz
  December 29th was power to the people, you'll might just see a sequel
  'Cause police got equal, hey, A horse is a pig that don't fly straight
  I'm doin Daryl Gates but it's Willie Willams, I'm down with the pilgrims
  I'm threw 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 I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire