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letra de kick it wicked (ft craig g) - mcabre brothers

[hook: sample]x2
i kick it wicked with the funky style

[verse1: craig g]
one rhyme’s enough rhymes to blow up ten of yours
shady like a b-tch with menopause when i draw
my mic, i’m taking hip-hop to new heights
your lyrics – they aggravate me like newport lights
when i strike, it’s like a battalion of green berets
leaving the scene amazed, float in between the haze
pull out your jugular, call up your mother to
identify and that kid that just discovered ya
i smother ya like chicken at roscoe’s, you’ve got flows
that sound like they be on the shelf at costcos
with no return policy, battle? you gotta be
out ya f-ckin’ mind, my sk!lls boost my economy
the number’s unheard of, without speakin’ one word of murder
hip-hop cpr, i be that life preserver
takin’ it further than you ever imagined
while you clowns leave the rap game stagnant
and, hip-hop is like an episode of seinfeld
my mind melts microphone wires, plus your hand’s already dealt
whether it’s live, hard, raw, this is five-card draw
you can toss your hand in right now, heard enough?
heavy opposition, ayo it only furthers us
we, as the oppressed, never get rest, we stay hungry
and of course imma thief if you plot to take from it
i caught onto your game and you got snake money
craig g
[hook]x4
i kick it wicked with the funky style

[verse 2: mr wrong]
i cold rack a crate of cider
then i ddt weak mc’s through conveniently placed tables wrapped in razor wire
silly b-st-rd, play with fire
i don’t look the part, crucify ya and call it public art
mumble threats under breath
sayin’ somethin’ that someone with human emotions would regret
stash body parts in each city
robbin’ cars while his split personality keeps dixie
it’s a crazy life, [?] painted on both faces
pushin’ up against your wife in enclosed sp-ces
the dumb will prevail, plantin’ mines
under random crumbs on your trail, with no alibis
i snicker at your inabilities in convincing anybody you’re ill, it seems
you’re in dire need of epiphany, or a motivational speech from jesus
your crew come as one and then leave in pieces
numbskull, a big [?] called trouble
only active in a thought bubble
your ending’s signed, sealed and delivered
it’s likely i’m lifted, a brain’s something i’m not equipped with
hit this, i forgot, i removed your only head
the signs get clearer as i approach the edge
pause, but don’t abandon plan to save face
finally jump but i landed back in the same place
[hook]x4
i kick it wicked with the funky style

[verse 3: monster under the bed]
i’m rain man with brain damage
zipper on my head like jay adams, but it ain’t tatted
i’m from a place where cameras clock your residence
big brother’s watching, mother’s stocking replicant
mayday, mayday, tryna maintain control
in this melee, now i have to vacate the zones
i’ll say safe, son i’m ungrateful though
offer me a hand, i’ll take you soul
(it’s 2010 now) time to reinvent the wheel
i just wanna rise at 3pm, bump epm and chill
a giant slice of pie’s what i deserve although
a 9 to 5 [?] then i’d put my entire life off work
a monster under the bed
lips stuck to a bevy like i’m sucklin’ br–sts
middle finger up the the feds
pig snortin’ at an informant, sh-t talkin, blood sportin’, crip walkin’
eatin’ big portions, [?] consumer
i end the buddha and go wild west like yuma
that rugged sh-t, slummin’ it like kevin [?]
got an appointment for a blunt then a joint, then pencil me down
don’t tap wh0res with slack jaws
sack chalk, i scratch [?] on blackboards
father crit mass, cold spark a zigzag
greasy fingers, turnin’ blue rizlas to see-through silvers
[hook]

- mcabre brothers

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