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No Turning Back Wicked Ways

starts Until it bleeds, it bleeds again The hardest game and no one wins. The little things so satisfying Denied again, continue trying To be someone I'm not Wicked ways

hydeness I'm glad I figuratively slapped you on the wrist You laughed a wicked laugh and said 'come here let me clip your wings' (I know he's blood but you can still turn

can save it friend But all these years, Face to face ain't nobody said nuthin' Livin' in these wicked days Tryin' to get over my wicked ways Time after

that clown-y mental case. That'll chase you, catch you, Stu Hart stretch you, let you Recognize... This wicked shit in my eyes. Watch your back, Or I'

It's my turn, seems like a perfect But is it worth it? Better be, better G Than the next wrecks, or else I get vexed No how did this adept kid turn rap

to grow up [CHORUS] Maybe next year, I?ll start acting my age Turn a new leaf over my wicked ways Get a real job and start pullin? my weight Only 365 days Until I change my ways

deal wit you in front of St Andrew's still? You gay rappers better learn that I won't stop until I see 'em turn back If you don't slow that roll you

What?s the matter, are you happy? Na you?re ill man Standin? back, you choose a ticket, My spiritual laws of vitamins will turn your face wicked You?

Dre and Snoop Three little six little nine double M's Sticking up rappers like hems Back on the scene from the Bronx and I stomp nuff comp Six million ways