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Wizard of the hood |
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One time, the icp with this shit |
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For you and your boys to say "fuck yeah" to |
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Yo, g, kick some of that shit about the wizard and all that |
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Drop a psycho beat and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck |
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Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me |
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I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of md |
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Straight passed-out on his mother's bed |
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With seven cans of brew going through my head |
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Dreaming, i was sipping on faygo |
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With my dope posse, hear comes a tornado |
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Huh, i can't run no where |
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Cause the whole damn house was spinning through the air (damn!) |
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And don't laugh just yet |
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And it bland my motherfucking eyes bet |
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And here comes a three and a half foot pimp |
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With a blue zoo suit and a mack daddy limp |
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Yo, i gotta grip on my weapon |
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Cuz this midget motherfucker and his boys are stepping |
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"oh my, look at the witch |
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You crushed and killed that wicked old bitch" |
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And they saying that i'm doomed |
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Cuz i killed some ho that rides on a broom |
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Fuck this, i'm going back to where i stay |
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And i walking down the yellow brick alleyway |
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Interlude (contains samples from "wizard of oz" and "ghetto zone") |
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Well, go on motherfucker! |
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Now i'm roaming just like basshead |
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Everybody know just where the alley led |
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And don't say you don't know |
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Which way to go, yo, there go the scarecrow |
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I ain't playing this bullshit no more |
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So i whip out the nigger play the double-four |
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Best tell my ass how to get back |
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Or i'll blow the straw out your fucking head |
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You wanna see the wizard? |
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Fuck yeah, i do |
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Get me off this pole and i'll come with you |
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You know the wiz |
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Yeah, its the road for him |
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Then he gave me on a 'gene |
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Now i gotta bullet for him |
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So me and the crow was walking on bricks |
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Spitting and cussing and holding our dicks |
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Thinking, damn, this ain't how the movie goes |
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I ain't seen one motherfucking rainbow |
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Ain't a fresh pair of kicks in the land |
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Just what you thought, there go the tin man |
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How to get to the wizard? |
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What the fuck |
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I ain't saying shit until you oil me up |
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I don't see any motherfucking oil, bro |
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Oil me up with a forty of red bull |
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Huh, just like the book said |
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Tin man was stumbling like a crackhead |
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Old-ass rusted out metal |
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But we was on our way to see the wizard of the ghetto |
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"somewhere over the rainbow" |
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(shut the) fuck up, bitch |
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***gunshots*** |
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Damn, this ain't kansas, ho |
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This is the southwest motherfucking ghetto zone, bitch |
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So pick your skank ass up |
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And you and toto get the fuck on |
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Yeah, we've come a long way |
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Drop the motherfuckers all the way to del ray |
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And i'm a wonder land story book tourist |
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Gripping that .44 we coming up to the forest |
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Anything could be out there |
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Lions, tigers, maybe a bear |
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Hoods and hoodlums and theives, oh my (3x) |
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I'm a kick somebody in they fuckin' eye |
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Don't fuck with me at a time like this |
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I'll send out a bullet guarenteed won't miss |
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So i just move and the hooks are flying |
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You've come and buck with the fucking lion |
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I want rings, chains, any kind of gold |
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Or what? |
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Or i'm a let this nine unfold |
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Man, fuck this, come back to del ray |
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There you can rob motherfuckers any day |
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Crackheads, hoes, whatever you can name |
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Catch all the rich ones coming out the ball game (yeah) |
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So finally we was at the castle |
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And with the guards, we got no hastle |
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They all just got the fuck out our way |
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I guess even in oz they know of violent j |
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Interlude |
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Yo, where's the motherfucking wizard stay |
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Who wants to know? violent-psychopath-j |
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I wanna word with him at gun point |
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Cuz there's no place like detroit |
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Welcome to the wizards kingdom |
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The wizard of the ghetto as its said |
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Welcome to the wizards kingdom |
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Sorry, motherfucker, this is where you'll stay |
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Scarecrow, you ain't shit to me |
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And the lion ain't shit but a snack for three |
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Tin man, don't take me for a sucker |
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I'll chew your ass up and spit bullets out, motherfucker |
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We let it rain, |
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Seventy-nine slugs to his fucking brain |
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Then i stepped back cool and calm |
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Cuz the tin man was dropping cluster bombs |
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Everybody know about car jacking |
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So me and the fellas went home macking |
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Jumped in a smooth-ass ride |
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Drop top geo says "wiz" on the side |
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Gripped it back to the hood where we came from |
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And that shit was fun |
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Next thing i knew i was back at the party |
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Got up and was finning to tell everybody |
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But i just let it pass |
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Cuz i know they'll laugh at my drunk ass |
