Texty:
Wicked Whatever

run through this at all times You hear me, (word up) right, yeah (so we understandin' this shit) Aight, word, knawhatimean? (bring that shit back) [Chorus: Raekwon] Whatever

climbing, tryna find a way through, to you. Every single day, whatever comes my way, dont get it twisted im still thinking of you. All work, no play, no rest for the wicked

souljah, release and feel me Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta These things guidin' your struggles All it is, is about this hustle, whatever

day Make no mistake-stake-stake stake; These bells above, they never break-break-break You hear the alarm; We're headed for ruin This world is so wicked

s sad 'cause its sadder for us What about our boys and young girls In their wicked young world? Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' their teachers Whatever

Can I get a beat, beat for all of my watchamacallits Doing whatever and with whoever they like? Can I get a beat, beat for all of my watchamacallits Doing whatever

cos I got bare celebrities on the fone. (mm, mm) If I lose my fone everybodys f'ed (yh, yh) But you can talk Are u still speaking to my man? (yeah whatever

whole entourage is full of kit makers & gators trip makers to Vegas from bird breakers from skyscrapers tippin' nobellas cause loc we's all about the Cheddar [Mack] See we down for whatever

At times life is wicked And I just can't see the light A silver lining sometimes isn't enough To make some wrongs seem right Whatever life brings I've