Korn lyrics - Wicked

Korn lyrics - Wicked

Title:	Wicked
Artist:	Korn
Album:	Life Is Peachy
Year:	????
Submitted by:	Alex Magny
	Yo chuck, we got runnin mixes In the headphones...ha, ha, ha! Wicked! 1,2,3 and I come with the wicked style And you know that I'm from the wicked crew You act like you knew But I got everybody jumping from voodoo You kickin wicked rhymes, picket signs Me and the mob got a trunk full of 9's Drop then I'll slay ya, bang, bang, Birthday for the hey yo, Ready to buck! Buck! Buck! But it's a must to duck! Duck! Duck! Before I bust ya, looking for the one that did it You want my vote, no you're never gonna get it Cause I' m the one with the Batman skills And I won't choke like the buffalo bills Sittin' at the pad just chillin' Larry Parker just got 2 million, Oh what a fucking feeling! That nigga done past me the pee! And I slam dunk it like Shaquille O'neal Wicked, wack it, baby, I'll rock that test tube baby Pick it, cause I get wicked... Don't say nothing just listen Got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison You come my way and get served, still got a deuce Then I bunny hop the curb, nappy head, nappy chest Dirty grin, never seen with a happy grin Going flat frown cause I'm down, so take a look around All you see is big black boots Step and use my steel toe as a weapon And it's awfully quiet, you want to label this nail onto with the stick Up, but that's nasty, cause I got a body count like ice-t From here to new York, I get them skins and I ain't talking about pork, You swine, pig, dig, listen to the flow from a soul fro'ed Caucasian, Ah, your picket signs You know all this Funky ass wisdom picked budget talk wicked... People wanna know how come I got a gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm Ready to bring that noise and kinda trigger happy like ghetto Boyz, December 29th was like power to the people And you might just see a sequel Cause police got equal hate A horse is a pig that don't fly straight I'm doin Daryl Gates but is Willie Williams Down with pilgrims I'm through with the picket signs Take your jive and stick it, Bigot, cause I get wicked...