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Textes et Paroles de Wicked Rappers Delight

ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
feins of the wicked shit its time to get hot
bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit right
detroit legendary demon lopatara
staring you right back through your eyes in the mirror
blowing out your brains spontaneous combustion
lyrics like a barrel and cheering out bustin
fire breathin wicked shit melting microphones
blowing speakers into flames settin fires to your home

how many times you gonna say i need help
who gives a fuck if i murder myself
im thinkin suicidal thoughts i shot a gay preacher
i didnt do my homework so i shot my teacher
i dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d
then i went and clowned the industry with ICP
through up the 313 to let them know it was me
esham is dope ho im the king of the D

i stole a fuckin firetruck and drove through a wendys
all that happen to me was a bullet in the kidneys
i almost died then but look at me i ride again
whats really happenin reality is pretend
you can blow my fuckin head off ill just grow another
my brain and my self we dont even know each other
somones in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
thats what the nines in the mattress for

warlocks and witches come and learn from the master
the walls of my home feature bodys in the plaster
the dead but sticking out like hon solo when he flows
with my favorite weapons hanging off there fingers and toes
wicked pimpin scary bitches livin or dead
all with vampire fangs and they givin me head
like cemetery girls back dance boogie woogie betty
her nedens big and blew out like a plate of spaghetti

im out cold all my teeth gold
plus i dont brush them
quarterback sneakin plus if you rush em
bust em down bust em up steady fuckin em up
but wait why do i have all this blood on my hands
blood on my clothes blood on my shoes
im on the 10 o clock news for steady
murdering crews and there point of views
im like purple chronic mixed with ass and demonic
in her stomach full of jagermeister ready to vomit

mirror mirror on the wall tell us who the wicked are
Shaggy E and Jay we in the game and gettin ours
hittin stars in there mouth and bumpin off with red necklaces
wicked reckless nobody expected
bumpin this wicked shit or are you brain dead
i can fly a mutha fuckin egg on your head
break in and tie your fuckin feet up to your neck
shoot you in the back once and kick you down the steps

i blow a crauder in the side of your head
do the same to your missis while you sleepin in bed
double murder robbery just another job to me
rollin in a stolen buick hookers slobbin me
known though the farms lands as a duke of the wicked
always shootin the biggots and bootin the chickens
askin me the wrong question also triggers my disease
they will find your body in compton in ???

the phone rong and on the other end it was the president
i cant talk right now im on the toilet takin a shit
i gropped the phone i think my cover is blown im deep cover
your wife ordered a pizza from me she got the meat lovers
im johnny bravo the other black get at me hoe
i make these hoe's happy tho cause im there pappy oh
its to soon for you to be on my team
but give R kelly a call i think like em 13

i once met a hooker and she did it for free
on the west first bus number 73
all the way in the back she was humping on me
intill i strangled the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
i got off on my stop without as much as a drop of blood
but then i remember i forgot to wear gloves
now im chaseing the bus my finger prints are on her neck

Fuckin dead bitches on a Oujia board all night
bustin off shots in the club we all fight
hanging muther fuckers my there neck off of street lites
with there legs cut off tryin to read me rights
i wear my cd ill stick it in your face
half way sticken out but look it still plays
i stomp when i rap and i shake the whole block
stick my dick in your ear so you can hear what i got

i was one of those monsters in the video thriller
known to the world as the pop star killer
and on another part from the part i arose
im the crusty ass booger hanging out of your nose
im the stink on your toes im the weed to your rose
not one of your friends but one of your foes
and spittin the wicked shit is the life i chose
do a spin grab my nuts then b boy pose

chain you up for some tic tacs bloody mess
we the board on your chest and take turns shootin the rest
i win everytime the beat is good with every rhyme
and off with your head if your gettin mine
this is esham and the wicked clowns for the vote
we come flying out the dark with a triple moonsault
i through a snowball so hard it replaced your eye
it melted and left a fuckin hole and it was dry

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