24/7

[INTRO] Yeah, I gotta let these niggas know once again There ain't nothing wicket like this here wicket, Wicketshit You know what I'm saying, yeah So if you didn't catch it the first time I'm going to hit your ass up like this Two times on your ass [VERSE 1] One nine nine four I'm out for the dough Fuck a ho And bitches can't fade me like an afro My flow is wicket, some doubt what we say The Unholy, Black Devil, Kunta Kinte I'm down with NATAS and that Blaz4Me And niggas can't see me in 3D I'm coming at your ass straight from the East side And I'm in the belly of the beast, right Niggas don't know the time I'll put a gun in your mouth And let the taste blow your mind Sleepy niggas awake You're faker than a silicone titty with the shakes I makes more bounce to the motherfucking ounce And Esham's how it's pronounced, bitch I hit the switch Cause I got that shit hooked up And my shit's pure before it's cooked up Mo' money, that's what it's all about Young hoes, it's all about dick in your mouth Unholy nigga with the Reel Life crew We talk about real life shit we been through Fuck the Reverend, 187 and fuck Heaven Cause the Wicketshit will never die I'm doing it 24/7 [HOOK] I do it like this ya'll, a like this ya'll I do it like that ya'll, a like that ya'll (I'm doing it 24/7) 4x [VERSE 2] More niggas getting served Cause I'm twice as nice with the verbs I don't believe in God so fuck what you heard This ain't no gimmick So don't mimic my style of rappin' Niggas can't fuck with my Fleetwood mack, and Plus I'm phat and All of that and this and mo' I'm quick to take your ends and dis your ho No singing at my funeral Just a little something I thought you should know If your pussy stink, you need some douching ho As I choose my flow up My mind to blow up, to make you throw up Jacking my dick and so what I make it nut, but uh You better watch the shit as I kick it My shotgun said Blaz4Me I'm still wicket, as I stick it Straight up your ass, and pass the J Niggas from Detroit don't play, hey You better raise up And watch me blaze up Another cigarette How hard can another fucking nigga get I'll whip a clip out if you want to trip out And shut your mouth Reverend Cause my dick might slip out, uhhh I don't give a fuck about Heaven Cause the Wicketshit will never die I'm doing it 24/7 [HOOK] [VERSE 3] I got a suicidal problem My problem solver is a revolver My mama wants me to get therapy I don't involve her Cause I'm wicket I like to kick it like no other James Smith, yeah that's my brother I know you heard of him We like to smother suckers Unlike them other suckers We cause a ruckus Make the police want to buck us So fuck us, if you want to try Some nigga said I was dead But the Wicketshit will never die I'm coming straight from the cradle to the grave, ya'll And motherfucker, I could never be a slave, ya'll I pack a gat and that's for real though But see I'm nice with my hands And plus these fucking steel toes I thought you knew it was just like this I'm down to the end cause I'm a Suicidalist, yo Where all my peoples at, East or the West side North side, South side, homicide It don't matter, ain't no thang to me Cause it's all in D-E-T-R-O-I-T I stay true to my city Now ain't that a pity I chopped off a gangsta ho titty My attitude's just like Frank Nitti, shitty All 24/7 [HOOK] [OUTRO] This goes out to all my niggas That's true to the motherfucking city, yeah And ain't nothing, nothing wicket Like this here wicket Wicketshit Ya'll still don't know