(Wicked)
1st Verse
Better think fast I'm coming to slash at last
I'll take your life with a knife then dip out so
wicked without a doubt wicked minds think
alike at times looking in your house because
you don't close your blinds wicked wicked
signs of aggravation performing an
operation in your upper region stabbing
you until you quit breathing keep jabbing
and stabbing at any time or any place put
a pillow over your face then slam my blade
through the pillowcase
Chorus
I'm a wicked maniac
Giving your head a wicked crack
Stabbing you in the back
Once the sky turns black (2X)
2nd Verse
You aint shit bitch hit a wicked witch with a
curveball pitch getting a wicked thrill wicked
fix better grab your crucifix when my knife
sticks it resolves conflicts wicked in the mix
with a killer type of attitude show me some
gratitude because I just killed another dude
dipping in the meat wagon with all them
dead bodies dragging I'm rolling in the
wicked wicked wagon
Chorus
I'm a wicked maniac
Giving your head a wicked crack
Stabbing you in the back
Once the sky turns black (4X)
That's wicked
(Panic Mode)
When I'm on a chase I keep up the pace
rocking a mask just like Leatherface erase
you and make you expire coming up out of
the fire because your life I desire kill the
high priest then feast ya wondering who is
the beast from the east who increased the
deceased 45 not alive casualties at least
attacking and stacking nerds better watch
your back or walk backwards I'm putting an
end to all of you I'll pursue and follow through
putting you in a panic mode an I'm about to
reload about to have an episode I showed the
chode the weapon began to threaten he then
freaked out I killed him in his house then
sneaked out they don't want to catch this
virus they don't want to face a crisis worse
than ISIS like a humongous cyberdemon
that'll show you the meaning of pain show
you insane nobody's coming to save you hoe
I will unload all my ammo like the real MC Gusto
an smash you like a tomato so be afraid see
the renegade with a big blade pull the pin
out of the grenade in a panic room and lost
hope in a satanic doom and can't cope
running up on you I'm hazardous planning
your death like I'm Lazarus an now your
spider sense is tingling I'm stabbing you
while you're tinkling an everyone around
you is bleeding and grieving pray to whoever
you believe in because your ass is leaving