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Midnight Massacre
 

What the fuck 2 do when demons possess your mind

Night light wont keep them out of sight no matter how bright

Whats right after life dont go down without a fight

Steady str8 swingin

Demon like a crack head but soul pheming

No point and no meaning

With death theirs no cheating

Heavy breathing is another sign of defeat

Is what you meet

When goin up against the elit

Bat wings and demon teeth

Got you beggin 2 god please

Droppin down 2 ya knees

If I die ill go with ease

Cold breeze in the air

I can fill the demons stare

And really I dont fuckin care

Bitch I aint scared

Prepared to be dared

When meeting fate

Wait No time 2 debate

Retaliate with what I got

Gun shot And still they wont fuckin stop

Tick tock of the clock ill keep fightin till I drop

Into the next night no place to hide

Dont fill right Deep inside

When demons on the creep

I hear chants when im asleep

Like thunder and rain

Tauntin in my brain

Insane migrane

When my mind sprang into action

Slit my wrist for satisfaction

Lookin in the mirror when once laughin

Slow breathe and now im gaspin

 

 

Midnight massacre your scared of me

Its a Midnight massacre beware of me

At midnight you know what its going 2 be

A str8 up evil killin spree

So keep ya kids inside

Cuz @ midnight ill come alive

Takin peoples souls 2 the darkside

Its midnight and Im out of my grave

So all you mutha fuckaz best stay away

 

 

In the the bathroom dead on ground is where im found

I can hear the sounds and still look around

Not one word can come out of me

But how can this be

Embalming fluids inside of me

Drying me

Of blood and everything else

That you can think of

Wishin I had some bud

But no help its denied

Something appeared @ midnight

Demon ass chick suckin on my dick

Nutted blood on her tit real quick

I screamed out fuck bitch get off me

What the fuck why am I a zombie

13 words are said to explain the massive meaning

No brain 2 understand so now thats what im eating

In the grave I lay everyday till its night

Then I crawl & make my way into the moon light

On ya block @ 12 oclock im killin time

Cuz thats all I got so i take out humankind

 

Midnight massacre Your scared of me

Its a Midnight massacre beware of me

At midnight you know what its going 2 be

A str8 up evil killin spree

So keep ya kids inside

Cuz @ midnight ill come alive

Takin peoples souls 2 the darkside

Its midnight and Im out of my grave

So all you mutha fuckaz best stay away

 

Shut the fuck up sit down and listen

Im comin up like what I be the new edition

Explicit vision  what is it ambition?

Or the simple fact im on one god damn mission

2 get signed

Im comin @ you from the front maybe behind

Who knows what the future holds It all folds in time

Oh my is what the publics sayin

But will they die when they find out im not playin

About what I say I live everday

No acting this isnt ah play

And if you think so then go away

This wasnt meant for you

Only the killaz who are true

That really fill me through out everything I do

On the message I compose From the dead I arose

Comin down a cemetery road

Most people dont even know

Bringin life a new show

How far will I go before I explode

The stories are still untold

AMERICA (Afta's Part)

Turnin you blind
Fuck the Government America is just fine
Except the people who run it they all white
ill Legalizing herbs cuz of tax control
Its just another law made up by some government asshole
We have the right 2 choose and a right 2 vote
But I dont got a right 2 smoke my fucking dope
So I toke undercover 3 blocks away
From the police station open 24 hours a day
Fuck the police right? Yea fuck the government
All the tax they take and I dont see it being spent
On the people on the streets or even a city road
Just on some god damn bomb that might never explode

Were in constant war with some one else
They need 2 stop the bullshit and keep it all 2 their self
2 much drama in the world of 2day
America land of the enslaved
Half and half were trapped but free
We got opinions whats that? if the government doesnt agree
Thats how its gonna be the people on their own
Till someday the governments overthrown

AftaMath what does it mean
Thoughts of the wickid or a normal human being
What your seeing ask ya self is it real
Or just the actions of another constitutional bill
One thing thats good about the government is welfare
But thats just another front 2 make it look like they care
They dont and really they never had
Their all high class could give a fuck about your ass
Created for the people by the people is what it says
But now its ran by richies with big fuckin heads
The care from the government keeps on yielding
Till a plane hits a mutha fucking building

Were in constant war with some one else
They need 2 stop the bullshit and keep it all 2 their self
2 much drama in the world of 2day
America land of the enslaved
Half and half were trapped but free
We got opinions whats that? if the government doesnt agree
Thats how its gonna be the people on their own
Till someday the governments overthrown

Competition Killa

Im coming up front Bitch so you better sit back

Things are getting pitch black bout 2 have a heart attack

Steady hearin laughter you dont know whats next

Bringin more violence then any gang set

Its to much its 2 hard thats all I ever hear

Nobody wants 2 do shit 2 make it disappear

So Im hear, and youll never get rid of me

Shed a fuckin tear cuz WICKID gets the victory

1-2-3 ding ding ya out

Make the whole world shout

Wickids in the fuckin house

Howd we get in is what you wanna know

We dont need no fuckin key cuz we kicked in the doo

Thats fo sho, bitch Im a killa on the real

I murder mad peeps with this kinda skill

What im bringin isnt singin its str8 up dope

Anybody who disagrees ill cut they fuckin throat

Hangin from a rope bitch you best believe its the undeafeated mutha fuckin  Emcee

 

 

Twist Twist Twist snap goes ya fuckin neck

Left in a wreck, looking like a piece of shit

What bitch, you got something 2 fucking say?

Talkin mad shit will get you mad fucked up 2day

All day everyday any day on the daily

Youll still get beat down and ya words wont faze me

Come on amaze me and bring something new

Except all them words that I always here from you

Fuck ya crew what they think they gonna do?

You mind as well have a retard backing you 2

Along with the disabled, handicap and blind

I took off like a rocket leaving your ass behind

Even know im not on the top Im stll gonna shine

And even though im underground I bet I get mine

No bodies stopping me im on a str8 open path

Anybody who tries will experience the aftamath

Im the king with the reigns blowin minds and brains

When someones 2 blame you always hear my name

The wickid shit  representin 2 my death

Choke your fuckin ass till your very last breathe

I leave my windows open so dreams can float in

Keep on hopin that ill get a contract in the end

If I dont you best believe that ill survive

I made a pak with the killas 2 keep wickid alive

Fuck bitches, they dont mean shit 2 me

Fuck everyone of you damn bitches a to z

Its on the lock steady sayin fuck the mainstream sound

So dont be in shock when I brake out the quarter pound

 

Smoke Smoke Tokin Constantly hopin

Raised from the grave the wickid shit has awoken

Ill rip your fuckin neck from your god damn shoulders

And this is goin out 2 anybody who dont know us

What do ya expect do ya not know me yet?

Split personalities ones all about ya neck

AftaMath the killa before ya eyes

And Steve Compton be the toka in disguise

I can smoke a whole pound of bomb ass weed

And still see visions and make people bleed

Wickid Liquid Drop it on your tounge and eyes

Darkness is approaching so you better run and hide

Rhymes so harsh that bumpin my shit is suicidal

Thats why im the champ with da mutha fuckin title

Drop 2 yo feet cuz bitch you been beat

Got scr8 struck like what in the street

Thats whats gonna happen make that prophecy

For any mutha fucka who thinks 2 step 2 me

My violence level is high and my patience is low

Comin down 2 one meaning ill kill a fucking ho

Talkin all that shit but face 2 face you bitches stutter

Wonderin if it was true would I kill a mutha fucka

Wickid fool livin up 2 its name

24 7 non stop representin without shame

Holdin the title so you know I had 2 snatch it

Comin out of the only state that looks like a hatchet

This is how it is and this is how it will be

Dont even try cuz competition cant touch me

 


"Realize This"

 

Realize This

I live in a beautiful world

The only problem is

I gotta murder this girl

I wish she wouldnt have Cuz I wouldnt have 2

But just because you did

Bitch im ah have 2 blast you

 

 

And take yo cash 2

But first theirs a question I gotta ask you

What the hell was u doin with that last dude

Hell nah Bitch what the fuck was that

Seen you last week layin flat on ya back

Who you think killed ya cat

And Shot up ya house bullets in ya windows into ya couch

By the look in your eyes I can see the fear

But all I wanna know is who the fuck was here?

Whats his name and where does he stay

Cuz I got a little visit that I gotta pay

Okay theirs one thing Id like 2 say

I hope you like hell cuz 2days judgment day

Anways Thanks for the address

Now I gotta kill you cuz you just Confessed

If the rest is history then bitch ya gone

In ya memory maybe ill write a fuckin song

 

 

Realize this

Im on my way

The only problem is

This fools gonna die 2day

2 bad I found out cuz now im coming around

stick the barrel in his mouth and put blood on the fuckin ground

Realize this

One persons dead already

The Only messy part is

Choppin guts w/ ah Machete

On ya street stacked deep with heat I creep

Got the shotty pump underneath the back seat

 

And thats how I ride

Arrive @ ya crib and let myself inside

Cuz im catchin anotha case again

Thinkin 2 myself what am I going 2 kill him with?

Unlike the last bitch ill use the wickid shit

Run up in the house like a godamn police raid

Unloadin on his homies with a mutha fuckin guage

Black ski mask when I blast through

People dont even have 2 ask who Is that masked foo

Oh shit its me that killa ya see

2 damn violent so im silent to the mainstream

So ya label me underground and thats were this bitch will be found

In a grave rotton without a fuckin coffin

No stopin me when Im on a killin spree

Represenitn  W I C K I D

And thats me not shit will i regret

Im the most feared kid comin out yo tape cassette

Brake ya neck like busta says

Im brakin bitches necks while they givin me head

Where ya path leads well you decide

Im aftamath holdin it down for dark side

 

Realize this

Im ah original killer

The only problem is

I keep on getting iller

With the flows I spit they just get worse

Talking bout wig splittin hos and ridin in ah hearse

And ya weak ass parents cant handle that

Also the fact I melt the world like candle wax

Get use 2 it I take music and abuse it

With lyrics and rhymes

Been 2 court 13 times

 

And got zero fines its called Freedom of speech

Now wonder why a verdict cant be reached

Your like a leach suckin on my god damn nuts

Protest all you want I still wont give a fuck

Wickid Records Copyright 2001