ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
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Feins of the wicked shit its time to get hot
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Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit right
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Detroit legendary demon lopatara
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Staring you right back through your eyes in the mirror
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Blowing out your brains spontaneous combustion
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Lyrics like a barrel in each ear and im bustin
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Fire breathin wicked shit melting microphones
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Blowing speakers into flames settin fires to your home
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How many times you gonna say i need help
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Who gives a fuck if i murder myself
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Im thinkin suicidal thoughts i shot a gay preacher
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I dident do my homework so i shot my teacher
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I dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d
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Then i went and clowned the industry with ICP
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Through up the 313 to let them know it was me
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Esham is dope ho im the king of the D
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I stole a fuckin firetruck and drove through a wendys
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All that happen to me was a bullet in the kidneys
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I almost died then but look at me i ride again
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Whats really happenin reality is pretend
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You can blow my fuckin head off ill just grow another
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My brain and my self we dont even know each other
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Somones in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
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Thats what the nines in the mattress for
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Warlocks and witches come and learn from the master
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The walls of my home feature bodys in the plaster
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The dead but sticking out like hon solo when he froze
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With my favorite weapons hanging off there fingers and toes
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Wicked pimpin scary bitches livin or dead
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All with vampire fangs and they givin me head
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Like cemetery girls lap dance boogie woogie betty
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Her nedens big and blew out like a plate of spaghetti
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Im out cold all my teeth gold
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Plus i dont brush them
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Quarterback sneakin plus if you rush em
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Bust em down bust em up steady fuckin em up
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But wait why do i have all this blood on my hands
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Blood on my clothes blood on my shoes
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Im on the 10 o clock news for steady
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Murdering crews and there point of views
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Im like purple chronic mixed with acid and demonic
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In her stomach full of jagermeister ready to vomit
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Mirror mirror on the wall tell us who the wicked are
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Shaggy E and Jay we in the game and gettin ours
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Hittin stars in there mouth and bumpin off with red necklaces
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Wicked reckless nobody expected
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Bumpin this wicked shit or are you brain dead
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I can fire a mutha fuckin egg off your head
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Break in and tie your fuckin feet up to your neck
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Shoot you in the back once and kick you down the steps
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I blow a crauder in the side of your head
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Do the same to your missis while you sleepin in bed
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Double murder robbery just another job to me
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Rollin in a stolen buick hookers slobbin me
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Known though the farms lands as a duke of the wicked
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Always shootin the biggots and bootin the chickens
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Askin me the wrong question also triggers my disease
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They will find your body in compton and you head in hollis queens
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The phone rang and on the other end it was the president
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I cant talk right now im on the toilet takin a shit
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hung up the phone i think my cover is blown im deep cover
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Your wife ordered a pizza from me she got the meat lovers
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Im johnny bravo the other black get at me ho
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I make these hos happy tho cause im there pappy oh
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Its to soon for you to be on my team
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But give r kelly a call i think like em 13
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I once met a hooker and she did it for free
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On the west first bus number 73
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All the way in the back she was humping on me
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Intill i strangled the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
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I got off on my stop without as much as a drop of blood
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But then i relized i forgot to wear gloves
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Now im chaseing the bus my finger prints are on her neck
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STOP! AND GIMME MY DEAD BITCH BACK!
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Fuckin dead bitches on a Ouija board all night
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Bustin off shots in the club we all fight
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Hanging muther fuckers my there neck off of street lites
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With there legs cut off tryin to read me rights
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I throw my cd you stick it in your face
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Half way sticken out but look it still plays
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I stomp when i rap and i shake the whole block
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Stick my dick in your ear so you can hear what i got
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I was one of those monsters in the video thriller
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