(Elphaba): Im limited Just look at me - Im limited And just look at you You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda So now it's up to you For both of us -
swingin' from my sack Let's talk about the one who had my back Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it To the motherfucker who calls himself 'Wicked
Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man
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Detroit City off for like 11 hours/ everywhere / Mudda fucker, getcha wicked on! We the wickedest shit, believe that / We do / Stevie Wonder-Bra can see that/ they WICKED
hair Until we get blood everywhere, motherfucker getcha wicked on We know you hate who we are but even in Shangri-La A wicked clown gotta get their wicked
we get blood everywhere) Motherfucker getcha wicked on [Chorus 2x] We know you hate who we are, but even in Shangri-La A wicked Clown gotta get they WICKED
What up ya'll, hey, I got a lil' something to say. Know how I be chillin'? Chillin' in the underground? Well we see all ya'll, yeah we see ya'll. Know
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015 Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by Detroits
get blood everywhere Halloween, the Wicked The Wicked Halloween The Wicked The Wicked Halloween What happened to the wicked? This real Wicked Halloween
ain't afraid to stick it in You know so many ways to be wicked But you don't know one little thing about love You know so many ways to be wicked But
come, you know they come without the flow Soon we have a single, they're the quickest out the door The wickedest man, the wickedest man in dance hall
you, with you What a wicked game to play To make me feel this way What a wicked thing to do To let me dream of you What a wicked thing to say You never
like that And like this, let the weed blow 'cause all you G's know Who got the wickedest flow, the criminiminals Now how many wicked wayz can a killa
Wicked, wreckin' baby I'll rock that test tube baby, take it Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire Wicked
got runnin' in mixes and da headphones Ha, ah, ha, ha, ha Wicked Ha, ha, 1, 2, 3 and I come with the wicked Style and you know that I'm from the wicked
I'm sick and tired of your excuses Can't deal with living anymore I'll give you reasons to continue While you lie writhing on the floor I'll wash away
Well, I know where you live, I know you live alone I'll pay a visit in your darkest hour I've got a treat in store won't be the same no more And I will