Текст песни Wicked - Chester Watson
I'm
tired
of
eating
microwave
pizza
And
in
my
mind
you
know
I've
been
psycho
sleep,
Jesus
Leave
the
ladies
wet
like
a
tidal
wave
beating
them
I
alone
could
ba-da-bing
your
whole
team
Bitch,
it
ain't
over
until
the
fat
lady
sing
And
I
don't
see
any
fat
ladies
on
my
team
It's
Nu
Age
niggas
with
the
swagger
that's
the
meanest
Colder
than
the
naked
winter
spent
in
Greenland
And
yeah,
I
caught
you
red
handed,
better
freeze
it
You
think
you
fly,
I'll
shoot
you
down
like
geeses
Where
that
mean
goose,
in
my
dreams
always
lucid
It
got
the
bitch
and
my
two
cents
for
no
fucking
reason
And
I
leave
my
words
slurring
like
the
seasons
End
of
days
coming
soon.
Check
it,
that's
my
thesis
I
ain't
trying
to
get
messy
like
the
grease
is
So
if
you
trying
to
dis
me
you
better
know
I
down-crease
ya
Buddy
Niggas
be
trying
to
roast
niggas...
Like
bitch,
my
fucking
shirt
costs
more
than
your
whole
outfit
What
the
fuck...
And
like
a
size
12-gauge,
you
are
basic
12-gauge
your
face,
hell
raised
the
place,
bitch
I
bought
some
razor
blades
from
a
couple
Asians
I'll
keep
the
Chinese
methods
to
myself
because
they're
ancient
Flesh,
scalpel
poking
and
scrape
shit
On
bath
salts
like
home-made
your
face
and
Just
go
skate
with
Lucas
and
Jason
Bow
down
now,
you're
looking
at
greatness
Waiting
too
long,
getting
a
little
impatient
All
the
slut
muffins
just
treat
him
like
a
stray
bitch
I'm
pretty
fresh
and
you
can't
belittle
my
placement
Looking
for
some
fucks
to
give,
but
don't
know
where
I
placed
them
Niggas
hit
this
molly,
faced
towards
them.
Stop
with
the
gay
shit
Tired
of
the
bottom
so
to
the
top
in
a
spaceship
Didn't
want
him
in
so
I
put
a
crop
in
the
gape
in
The
picture
of
the
niggas
that
I
be
chilling
all
day
with
'Cuz
niggas
was
being
flawed
as
fuck
You
feel
me?
Nu
Age
bro
Shout
out
to
Kush
Cartel
Fresh
to
death
so
in
my
casket
I
be
swagging
it
Chilling
in
a
place
where
bad
bitches
just
attack
my
dick
Thoughts
in
my
head,
half
of
you
can't
even
imagine
them
I'm
working
24/7,
so
don't
ask
where
the
passion
is
And
yeah,
I'm
eating
grilled
cheese
playing
Xbox
Chilling
in
some
boxer
briefs
wearing
red
socks
I'm
up
in
my
own
shit,
you
listen
to
bedrock
Bitches
jerking
off
so
I
call
them
all
hand-cocks
Words
leave
you
in
amazement
like
dead
stock
Head
to
the
sky,
eyes
closed
with
your
hands
locked
Spit
fuego
so
we
make
a
couple
grands.
Nah
Lazy
when
we
surface
so
we
make
glass
with
the
sands
hot
Farmer
status,
yes,
Da
Vinci
had
a
brand
of
dogs
I
had
one
before,
but
getting
jiggy
with
a
dinner
fox
Hop
she's
not
as
geezer
smelling,
fishy
in
her
pants.
I'm
A
wicked
ass
dude
getting
silly
in
the
paradox
The
18th
song
on
Chester's
album
Phantom.
The
beat
comes
from
the
music
that
plays
in
"The
Wizard
of
Oz"
whenever
the
Wicked
Witch
shows
up.
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1 Phantom
2 Wake Bake
3 Kudo
4 Payps
5 Villain
6 Green Owl
7 Shapeshifter
8 Purple Leaves
9 Corsair
10 Labyrinth
11 Slut Muffins
12 Goldie
13 Magic
14 Brain Dead
15 Pollution
16 Wicked
17 NocTurnEarl
18 Smoking Buddha
19 Gumball
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