CHORUS:
Me and my crew, we're the wickedest ting
new talk on road, the wickedest ting
the weed that we smoke, the wickedest ting
gal dem know its, the wickedest ting
nike boot to your flex, the wickedest ting
big money man' earn, the wickedest ting
them boys aren't ready for, the wickedest ting
its no long ting, the wickedest ting
Breeze
First thing's first
(experse) reverse
thinking that my tongue will make your ear drums burst
had a little problem and it needs to be nursed
and im panicking cause its getting worse
its my saliva that'll harm the cross fader
one for the treble that'll burn through the middle
and hooks you spike tight like a book minder
coming from the x-files h-friers
and its been going on for a while
running like snot but it sticks like honey
ya'll think its funny
people think its worth alot of money
so i give an sample to scully and mulder
gotta write it up in a little black folder
FBI wanna rub my shoulder
its over.. before it gets any colder
so i gotta say its over
CHORUS
Wiley
Everyday im gonna stay low like a shadow
forget everybody now im going on narrow
see me fly like a sparrow
sharp like an arrow
lyrics like mellow
make them boy parrow
and they wanna come pile with me
but i dont wanna know
i aint been on road for six months i got an afro
now i gotta get a hair cane roll
you didn't know we're gonna hit em with the venomous flow
see me blaze
im cold on the streets of rage
hit em up on the stage
just turn the page
im a money maker (huh)
ready for the dapper
me and my crew we're gonna hit em with the slammer
gonna take it to the neck
better check out the lyrical vet
im a big mic man on the set
when i get cold you better know im gonna
wreck the track
hurt the track
im hot on the track
CHORUS
Flo Dan
them boys are to die
aint on no long ting
