Wickid Da Kid One Clip Two Clip Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Listen up. The rap game ain't shit if you don't mention us. S.I.N where you at? (Don't worry Wic i'm right beside ya)
Choppin up these niggas leave em with disfigured figures. Equivalent to a lumber jack cutting a tree from it's limbs
Yea it's The Den bitch! Come step to these lions!
The golden mitten's finest came to set the record straight
Cock them legs open and f*ck the shit out that vagina!
My voice is getting loud because this is the climax!
(Chka) One
Two
Three
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My brain had a storm the rain drips on the floor
Bitch that's sweat!
I'm drawing niggas silhouettes
With no remorse this pen illustrates the birth of your corpse. Blood on the floor, black skin, and disfigured ligaments of MCs that sparked a match trying to touch the Wic
You niggas soft. Bars filled with blubber and shit!
Watch Wic punch your tits and cause a ripple effect
I'll snap your neck!
And dance on your clavicle!
Mothaf*cka i've had it yo your rhymes are just trashable
I'm wrapping you up in saran wrap and down the hatch your carcass goes then i'm ghost
Merely letters in these poems

Bridge:
The game was asleep you went ahead and abused it
Kept it underneath through the lyrics of ya music
I'm wreckin havoc on you niggas with my nigga Cupid
Watch my pen as we spray em on some Dr. Seuss shit!

[Chorus] One Clip Two Clip(15x) (The game was asleep you went ahead and abused it
Kept it underneath through the lyrics of ya music
I'm wreckin havoc on you niggas with my nigga Cupid
Watch my pen as we spray em on some Dr. Seuss shit!)

[Verse 2]
Where the guns at?
I know you niggas askin it
You ain't here the first verse? I just finished blastin it
On fake savages. Flipping words like acrobatics and tablets
These niggas can't fathom it. They much rather sit down alone inside the f*ckin booth and meditate
On things like getting head in locker rooms and selling weight
Get younger kids involved and make their money flow fluctuate and package it in a case and call that shit a mixtape!
I rap to demonstrate and straighten out my demons
Pick em up and squeeze em watch em melt in the cement
These Hollywood niggas are like empty clips left out of 9mms they don't have any meaning
Get ya weight up elevate from goose, 100 bands, and strippers
Diss some niggas. Damn it treat your pencil like a loaded nina
Break niggas tibias! Fibulas crush the moment I mention you look ridiculous tryna match up against this anatomical lyricist
And I dare you niggas try me!
I leave you breathless on the track praying for a Heimlich!
You niggas is behind me!
You faggots better catch up or stay in second place
Mothaf*cker smoke the dust

(Bridge)

(Chorus)