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By some little word of anger
That never should have been said

I'd like to tell you a story
Of a family I once knew.
We'll call them Mary
By some little word of anger
That never should have been said

I'd like to tell you a story
Of a family I once knew.
We'll call them Mary
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell

I'm getting by with
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell

I'm getting by with
his gun game
I'm fun aim, lax gun range
White load the felly fell
Holla at the kid proper
If somethin' happen, skip rappin'
The'll be big choppas
thatt about
I was the only rapper out
Beverly foxhill roscos swapmeet
Slosin crenshaw comton we not sweet
Like I'm chump change
Jimmy with his gun game
door
And I don't want my business on 'The Wendy Williams Show')
I can tell that you're losing patience looking at your face
So get up out this club
of jagermeister ready to vomit

Mirror mirror on the wall tell us who the wicked are
Shaggy E and Jay we in the game and gettin ours
Hittin stars in there mouth
[LaToiya Williams]
What did ya do to me? (What did you do to me?)
What did ya do to me? (To me, ha ha)

[Young Buck]
Now, even though I might
time for the merchant and his help for sale...
Blades to cut wicked flesh
On a merchantman he counts his money
Then he sails away
The sea he'll
chicks, tell 'em hop in the whip

[Kelis
Pharrell Williams]
To the sunlight
We can get down, baby, we get down
To the moonlight
Now shake it, baby;
listeners in the game
Wish to sing the same
Which cerebral glitch will lead to lane
And this will be your pit
For me to split and bleed your brain
They
Oh man, oh man, oh man, not again

Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley
You can never check me
Back to back for the niggas that didn't
Oh man
Oh man, oh man
Not again

Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley, you can never check me
Back to back for the niggas that didn't get
cali on my back to my toy so break nigga
This is where set does game.

[Chorus]

I talk a smitten I'm so religious I blow your wicked,
Make em
Specteres await you
Wicked the wind seems to whisper
Spectres surround you

You don't realize
You've stepped beyond your realm
And only time will tell
If you
know we know we know we wreck shop

I kick a wicked rhyme, what more can I tell ya
You're quick to pick and find a hardcore record seller
I paved
sadeed

[William Cooper]
I show both sides of the coin, we angels with dirty faces
Some say the love the wicked, more deadly than the hatred
Life's
dreams somebody gon die tonight
And you already know that pimpin'
Hey it's Cash Money Records man
A lawless game

Unfuckin' believable, Little Wayne's
lord
Oh tell me is it a stairway to heaven I can't afford?
Racin' in this race you might have a crash collision
While your babies find their way to make
Got you concerned by some unconscious mistake
A bit blacker magic for that soul selling sake
Kinda caught you cold, a wicked twist on your fate
Could
want it 
No!
I can't want it anymore

Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by
The rules of someone
a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters

By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck
'cha wig

Not by the hairs on your chinny chin chin

Will you play the game of death with me and never win?
Killin' be a sin, snatch your throat and grin
layin my dick down
They can tell a true playa by the clothes that I wear
Game that I spit, and the length of my hair (Ok)
The more I come, the more I