Wicket Lyrics - Esham

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 

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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 

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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