WICKET! shit i spit it everybody
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WICKET! WICKET! WICKET! I bloody bodies shot up bodies
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! the world is burning, hell on earth
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! it started since my date of birth
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! tho god bless no rest for the...
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! i hear something come this way
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! im on eleven doomsday
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! i look up at the moon and say
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wicket shit i spit it. come get it. who did it?
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tho i walk thru the valley of death. i fear no clan
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wicket plan brainwashed radio program
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pulled out my pistol and I shot the reefer man, and ran
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chopped his body up in peices and put em in garbage cans
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then I went to church the next sunday and prayed for him
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I said jeepers creepers i be my brothers keeper
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so i blew his head off with the street sweeper
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wicket shit starting off the blunt i was sparking
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I had to shoot my next door neighbors dog, he kept barking
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kept me up all night, when I was tryin to write
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this very suicidal wicket shit i had to recite
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wicket walking, wicket talkin while the chickens keep squaking
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let my paper keep stackin, twelve dozen eggs is crackin
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this is your brain on slugs, if slippin on double dubs
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its wicket to keep it in this world, so we bubble drugs
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WICKET! shit i spit it everybody
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WICKET! WICKET! WICKET! I bloody bodies shot up bodies
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! the world is burning, hell on earth
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! it started since my date of birth
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! tho god bless no rest for the...
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! i hear something come this way
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! im on eleven doomsday
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! i look up at the moon and say
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wicket shit is dead-a-ly when murders my melody
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im paranoid, ferocious when i flow its a felony
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FBI survielance and the police keep trailin me
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cause im G-O-D-L-I-K-E , thats what they keep tellin me
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im the one you see at night, im the psycho on the murder bike
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headed right your way bitch you gotta die tonight
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horrfied fucking terrified youll never breathe again
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vultures circling the sky awaiting your end
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like a fortune telling witch, follow me I know the way
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use your head as a crystal ball , I see your dying day
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see i have Insomnia and I'll never sleep again
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I black out then you black out when you thought I was your Friend
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just when you thought your life was coming together for the better
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the wicket shit strikes again, forever It'll scare ya
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I hear some screams at night, for I see the fear in your eyes
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I snap out of it, but it starts again at Sunrise
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WICKET! shit i spit it everybody
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WICKET! WICKET! WICKET! I bloody bodies shot up bodies
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! the world is burning, hell on earth
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! it started since my date of birth
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! tho god bless no rest for the...
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! i hear something come this way
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! im on eleven doomsday
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WICKET! WICKET! WICEKT! i look up at the moon and say
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Wicket
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