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Esham - Текст песни Wicket
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
 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...Esham - Wicket - http://ru.motolyrics.com/esham/wicket-lyrics.html
 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
 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








