Lyrics:
One thing that I've always wanted to do ever since I was little,
I've always wanted to be abducted by a UFO.
Yeah sometimes, I just go hang out in
of blasted full blown
My unknown tendencies to mash my car
Getting wicked with my ski-mask, find the stash and dump
Why niggas run I'm the last one standin
Hung around people that's older than me, took notes (notes)
Mama worked three jobs on the weekends
Used to help her wash the walls at Mare Island (Mare
to act a fool
The new no limit, we don't play by the rules
I came to party, not to clap tha game
To get tha see out of jail cause it's time to get paid
Up
Unsure about what's wrong or right
Hatred as a simple solution
Fooled by fools
Not gettin' schooled by schools
Scheming in the shadows
Masked in a wicked
shot innocent?
Just another Saturday…. On South Main
Can you tell me what happened to this
Coal miner town
Taken over by the wicked
Doomed to burn us
sanity
Our game, your claim to our world
You risked it all by your wits and your blade
Your reward is power, spells, and knowledge arcane
The Frog, your
She don't love me she just want me on the weekend
Shawty playin' games and I think I'm on the defense
Dive into the game like I'm swimming in the deep
'em capture me
I gotta thank the Lord for
The weed and the nicotine i can't sleep
Close my eyes and see wicked demons
I keep my pistol by my bedside
One
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
drawn closer, unafraid
Their eyes hold secrets, a wicked gleam
A devil's charm, it's not what it seems
A forbidden attraction, a dangerous game
Lost in
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
be the ugliest homie in the gang
But your all in the game if your rollin in thangs
'cause girls don't care about how a nigga strivin
All they want
get it, shake it right
I might stop by for that pot pie, this shit such a weekend vibe
No more scheming, yeah
I'm in Houston with my bitches
It's
game, we play to win,
Side by side, through thick and thin.
Wicked friends, until the end,
Our bond, nothing can bend.
Verse 2:
Dancing on rooftops,
missing
Doing mad ting that irrelevant we fucking wicked
Fuck dis bitches change it every week-ends
Feds on the block we bun them they turn in victim
They
faces
grabbing us by the cherry pie
the wicked round - dumb ass - crazy clown
get him to shut up and go! he better leave us alone!
Rebelman
you forgot
play these games?
Every time you come over
I don't ever get no play
She's fucking wicked
But I love the way she hurts me
I'm so addicted to her
she ain't goin to no hotel
Not the frantic freak type, but if you speak right
You get to take her out and dig her out on a weeknight
Weekends, she
made me cry
The look in your eyes, waved goodbye
Walls all around me, they're blinding what I see
Your wicked games, they're making me bleed
Our hearts
blow your mind
The game
Out of control
Out of this world
I can blow your mind
Infinite Pain !
Controlled By Fear
Infinite Pain !
pretend
Saying that life is so fair
Cheers to the weekend,
Mondays to Fridays we go hard
Staying wild and wicked
cnd I am tired of the silence
Then I
of y'all?
You local retard, I'm the king of the world
So the king of your city by default
Niggas pullin' out cash in wads
My pants kinda tight, only fit,
that I was like Bill Gates
Writing lines, seal fates
Power to change the whole set
For exposure or forfeit
And with the wicked sense on how to get
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