Wicked & Wild

Hehehehe, Tone The Butcher (Ah yeah)

Badboy ah come through wid Double XX and di Coalition (Ah yeah)

Badboy wid di bad technician, yuh know seh wi wicked an' wild enuh (Ah yeah)

Test dis sound an' get buss enuh (Ah yeah), hear dis (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gun, wi ah talk bout' style (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

An' ever since wi was ah youth, Jah wi wicked an' wild (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gangster, yuh ah talk bout' Glock (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

But yuh neva pull di trigger wen ah time fi lick ah shot (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

Yo, I got my boots strapped to the top of the tip, now let this **** rip (Uh)

Brothers in Jers' is gonna rip it on some ill shit

Some real shit or some new shit, maybe some next shit

Big corny ass ****, yeah, you better see the exit (Ah)

Yo, stop it, yeah, my whole crew is goin' wild (Uh)

The place is Killtown and the block we call the penile

We got things locked down

Violators called themselves comin' around, they all get bucked down

Now if you don't know the half (Uh) then feel the wrath

'Cause word is I got a bullet for your whole style (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

And I ain't tryna hear the throbber

And if that old bitch violate, I got two slugs for your grandmama

What? ****, you better tame her

'Cause if I don't bust 'em, my **** Jami Mali, he got to flame her

My coalition's livin' trife and foul (Uh)

Double X is comin' at you with the wicked and wild (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gun, wi ah talk bout' style (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

An' ever since wi was ah youth, Jah wi wicked an' wild (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gangster, yuh ah talk bout' Glock (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

But yuh neva pull di trigger wen ah time fi lick ah shot (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

You get to fuckin' where you fit in, it's time to represent, wicked and wild

Big up to all my peeps incarcerated in the penile (Oh-ooh-hoo)

Killtown is where I stay around the way (Yeah, ****)

Smokin' that dirty chocolate every goddamn day (What? What?)

(Come on) I'm ready to blow it up, no matter what (Ah)

So accept it or reject it, but I'm still gon' heat it up (Splat)

For my strong people (Yeah), it's Sugar Ray that's on the prowl (Ah)

Wicked and wild (What?), wicked and wild, wicked and wild

Don't be stupid, I'll leave you lame's what I'm sayin'

**** takin' mines? Word is born, you gon' stop that playin'

I gots to have it, I'm sick without it, yo, just like an addict (What?)

And girls, they seem to jump on my dick just like magic (Ah), but

(Bup) Lord, mi no lick no pussy (Bup)

(Bup) Mi just stick dick in her batty (Bup)

(Bup) Mi like mi women hot an' freaky (Bup)

(Bup) Mi also like di wet punanny (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gun, wi ah talk bout' style (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

An' ever since wi was ah youth, Jah wi wicked an' wild (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gangster, yuh ah talk bout' Glock (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

But yuh neva pull di trigger wen ah time fi lick ah shot (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

Gi him fire, fifty-two shot out mi gun

Address Kingston and dem words hear mi son

Mi hear ah battybwoy talkin' as if him have one

Butterfly, leave all di place wi have one

If yuh wah battle mi, mi comin' nasty juvenile

Shoot ah battybwoy in front of him child

Shoot ah bridegroom, walk him down ah di aisle

Tell yuh right now, di butcher neva pop ah style

Nuh fraid fi cross di bridge, like mi twelve crocodile

Wah fi talk to Tone then just press di dial

Double X an' X, Caliber Zoo, X-file

Too bloody like ah fuckin' reptile (Bup, bup)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne, ah badboy

Wid di skilled son, represent till

Schoolboy, weh dem try do outta road?

Run di fucka ova di ah hoppin' toad (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gun, wi ah talk bout' style (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

An' ever since wi was ah youth, Jah wi wicked an' wild (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

Yuh ah talk bout' gangster, yuh ah talk bout' Glock (Come on, ah yeah), fi wah? (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne ne, ne (Come on, ah yeah, uh)

But yuh neva pull di trigger wen ah time fi lick ah shot (Come on, ah yeah), see yah (Uh)

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne

Yuh ah talk bout' gun, wi ah talk bout' style, fi wah?

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne

An' ever since wi was ah youth, Jah wi wicked an' wild, see yah

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne

Yuh ah talk bout' gangster, yuh ah talk bout' Glock, fi wah?

Ne-ne-ne, ne, ne, ne

But yuh neva pull di trigger wen ah time fi lick ah shot, see yah