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curtis foster - wicked lyrics

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yeah, i’m wicked
caution to the winds, ay
i don’t see a reason to repent for all these sins, no i don’t
go about my business with the most mischievous grin ha ha
i k!ll ’em without flinchin’ then i go do it again, yeah yeah
yeah, i’m wicked, ay
caution to the winds, ay ay
i don’t see a reason to repent for all these sins, why would i
go about my business with the most mischievous grin
i k!ll ’em without flinchin’ then i go do it again, oops

i’ll make sure you disappear, that’s a houdini (presto)
watch me pull a dexter, not the one whose sister deedee (tonight’s the night)
boy meets world but the world is cold and dark, no mr. feeny
something’s missing in thе middle part like a two piecе bikini (ooh la la)
napoleon complex
i take a bone apart when it’s holding onto hot flesh
rated over r, this is homemade cinema
looking like the backyard of oj simpson now
open up the door, son, it’s the law
officers, please don’t get involved
i don’t got the sp+ce in my place to be digging up
graves for another three vanishing visitors (oh no)
but i can give a tour if you want to
oh, ignore the blood fountain fondue
it’s been out of order for ’bout two
months, think the motor’s stuck, you know how it do (uhh)
i’mma need a new electrician
last one i hired is assumed to be missing
definitely isn’t in a room with a padlock lock
hidden in the bas+m+nt with a bucket to p+ss in (no sir)
my bars been more f+cked than a conjugal visit
i’ll be stuck in my wicked ways ’til i’m gray like comic con wizards
when i hit the hay to my dismay my head go toppity tipping
i don’t even sleep, i change between two different consciousness in me
yeah, i’m wicked
caution to the winds, ay
i don’t see a reason to repent for all these sins, no i don’t
go about my business with the most mischievous grin ha ha
i k!ll ’em without flinchin’ then i go do it again, yeah yeah
yeah, i’m wicked, ay
caution to the winds, ay ay
i don’t see a reason to repent for all these sins, why would i
go about my business with the most mischievous grin
i k!ll ’em without flinchin’ then i go do it again, oops

somebody tell britney spears to be careful, gimme them knives
don’t n0body wanna end up bleeding from missing an eye (ouch)
gimme a beat for a feast and i ate, like a michigan mile
i season my steak with a lil’ brain ground in a cinnamon vial
slasher chic, peak fashion, feet dragging
leaving marks dented into the ground
almost lost my head while praying
call that mass decapitation
i’ll let you in on a secret
honestly, no cap, i’m anxious
symptoms come in waves of palpitations
jitters, agitations
i’ve been jerked around so much inside my head, it’s m+st+rbation (mmm)
the way i do this sh+t is sacrilegious
have to wear a hazmat suit just to track when i spit it
no snitching, this not quidditch
me? i’m dripping
you? like biscuits
popeye’s dry when they sit 30 minutes
in yo mama’s crusty+ass kitchen (yo mama)
flies around your body parts like dirty dishes
grey’s anatomy, we ’bout to make some more incisions
sick dreams i’ve been getting since sixteen
wicked things, chainsaws revving
right through the middle of a skull, that’s a denji
no finding the middle of my soul, that’s empty
blood on my face
love how it taste
give me the gumption to take
all that i want and leave nothing to waste
this is a murder on public display
yeah, i’m wicked
caution to the winds, ay
i don’t see a reason to repent for all these sins, no i don’t
go about my business with the most mischievous grin ha ha
i k!ll ’em without flinchin’ then i go do it again, yeah yeah
yeah, i’m wicked, ay
caution to the winds, ay ay
i don’t see a reason to repent for all these sins, why would i
go about my business with the most mischievous grin
i k!ll ’em without flinchin’ then i go do it again, oops

yeah, i’m wicked
caution to the wind
i don’t see a reason to repent for all these sins

- curtis foster lyrics

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