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Got tools on the block
You ain’t gotta go Wickes
If it put 6 in the spins
I just might have to bang up at 6
That 4 walls again I’m trapped
Jailhouse

Wicke-wicke-wicke-wicked

Excuse me while I polarize
Colder than the polar ice
Rhymes immortalized like a poltergeist
Ma and pa are mortified
Cause

brother, but you're gonna die that way

You ran alone (you ran alone)
In the falling snow
Backwards down Wickes Road
I watched your bruises grow (your

at Toro then I grab poles
He opposing Wicke
And Imma send him where my dad rose
Niggas getting froggy kill his kids
It's no more tadpoles
What
Uh Lil Rick

Labba Ling

Ice MC

Ice 'n' Green

1994

you no small 
W.I.C.K.E. and the D, W.I.C.K.E. and the D 
are to the E S P E see T to the reggae veteran 
Who makes it easy fi wee 

A labba ling

That brown boy
Lookin' like a stick
Abby don't remember
Suckin' on that green dick
Bouta kill his family
Goin all John Wicke
Don't cheat on your

John Wicke
That's how I hold tha stick
How I pop out hit yo shit
Hit yo shit
Oo, brick to tha head
Leavin' that red on yo face now you dead
Oo, damn, my

everything else that isn't you
And focus your energy inward
And that's how we do this shit for real
Yo... Wicke

I'm tripping, I’m tripping on you 
Bus on the trips 
While I ready the clips
Me and T 
Best ready for eclipse 
Tryna fix your love like Wickes

I’m

this spot
You can’t stomach the culture
And I embody that shit
You could unwrap all my presents
Cant embody my gifts
I’m feeling real John Wicke
The way

Who the fuck is that He be Stuck up in the Studio like wickes
Like a welcome mat come here trying to step and ima trip
Grew up trying to scratch went

I'm staying wicked
After ma moment weakness, God is my witness
And I don't gotta pretend
Say I no go wicke, God is my witness
Omo I'm staying wicked

know I gat you
You know I gat you
You know I gat you, baby

(Chuno che, chuno che, chuno che-che-che)
(Buller beat, you wicked, you wicke-ke-ke)
(Only

folks
Thats why
You dont mess with the grundog
Nahh you ent nahh you ent
Other bloody day right?
I'm walkin outa wickes
No I'm not
I forgot
I got

Thunder Road
Burning up the sky
With another load
You know we're running 'shine
A hundred miles cross
Wickes County Line
Fifty pounds of sugar
A 100lbs

I hear man saying
That they're on me
I don't reply
'Cah I ain't with the lip
Charged as fuck
But you knew that shit
I had to DIY no Wickes
I need that

heal myself.
Watching the clock go tick, tick, tick.
The moves you make are sick, sick, sick.
Clearing the room like a Wicke, 
Clearing the smoke for

Tränendes Herz, Tulpen (in seiner Blüte)
Veilchen, Vergissmeinnicht, Veronica spicata, Wachsblume
Wasserrose, Wicke (in seiner Blüte), Zinnie, Felix

the Wickes
So I move wicked on them, never hold down a bitch
Who couldn't come and meet my children but could swallow my kids
I ain't got me any children

6ix9ine bitch
Sport by the flick of a switch
They're stuck on a half while I push out these bricks
Got a new tool and it didn't come from Wickes
I just got