Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wicket, artist - Esham. Album song A-1 Yola, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.09.2008
Record label: Aknu Media
Song language: English
Wicket |
| WICKET! |
| shit i spit it everybody |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| I bloody bodies shot up bodies |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| the world is burning, hell on earth |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| it started since my date of birth |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| tho god bless no rest for the… |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| i hear something come this way |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| im on eleven doomsday |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| i look up at the moon and say |
| wicket shit i spit it. |
| come get it. |
| who did it? |
| tho i walk thru the valley of death. |
| i fear no clan |
| wicket plan brainwashed radio program |
| pulled out my pistol and I shot the reefer man, and ran |
| chopped his body up in peices and put em in garbage cans |
| then I went to church the next sunday and prayed for him |
| I said jeepers creepers i be my brothers keeper |
| so i blew his head off with the street sweeper |
| wicket shit starting off the blunt i was sparking |
| I had to shoot my next door neighbors dog, he kept barking |
| kept me up all night, when I was tryin to write |
| this very suicidal wicket shit i had to recite |
| wicket walking, wicket talkin while the chickens keep squaking |
| let my paper keep stackin, twelve dozen eggs is crackin |
| this is your brain on slugs, if slippin on double dubs |
| its wicket to keep it in this world, so we bubble drugs |
| WICKET! |
| shit i spit it everybody |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| I bloody bodies shot up bodies |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| the world is burning, hell on earth |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| it started since my date of birth |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| tho god bless no rest for the… |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| i hear something come this way |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| im on eleven doomsday |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| i look up at the moon and say |
| wicket shit is dead-a-ly when murders my melody |
| im paranoid, ferocious when i flow its a felony |
| FBI survielance and the police keep trailin me |
| cause im G-O-D-L-I-K-E, thats what they keep tellin me |
| im the one you see at night, im the psycho on the murder bike |
| headed right your way bitch you gotta die tonight |
| horrfied fucking terrified youll never breathe again |
| vultures circling the sky awaiting your end |
| like a fortune telling witch, follow me I know the way |
| use your head as a crystal ball, I see your dying day |
| see i have Insomnia and I’ll never sleep again |
| I black out then you black out when you thought I was your Friend |
| just when you thought your life was coming together for the better |
| the wicket shit strikes again, forever It’ll scare ya |
| I hear some screams at night, for I see the fear in your eyes |
| I snap out of it, but it starts again at Sunrise |
| WICKET! |
| shit i spit it everybody |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| I bloody bodies shot up bodies |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| the world is burning, hell on earth |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| it started since my date of birth |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| tho god bless no rest for the… |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| i hear something come this way |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| im on eleven doomsday |
| WICKET! |
| WICKET! |
| WICEKT! |
| i look up at the moon and say |