WICKEDNESS or WEAKNESS Lyrics

Eyo Prodegy man, You done made another fire joint

OOOOOOh

OOh

OOh

Waaah

Fuck

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic

Wickedness or weakness

But I fail to understand why my vision tinted

Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic

Wickedness or weakness

But I fail to understand why my vision tinted

Head spinnin'

Feelin' lifted

Man, that good-good nigga took a sick leave

We done flew oh, niggas in their feelings

They in their feelings

Yeah, yeah, yeah ah

Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic

Wickedness or weakness

But I fail to understand why my vision tinted

I don't know when the next ball drop

But I know yall gon' pop

When I smoke it always hit the top

When I trap it always hit the spot

I dream of water holding me down

The bad kind of holding things down

Type of down that's coming with the evils

Evil's hanging with the opps now

Evel Knievel Jump over the drama

I know where I'm headed

No stopping no dropping

I do this for all of my people

Even those who say they love me and cappin'

I'm eating don't give me no napkin

I'm working, I'm bringin' the cash in

I sit on the seat like a fat man

Here you think that you know what is happening, yeah

You know! the audacity

The audac' dawg laladida

Dadadidaaa

AEY!

AEY!

AEY!

Wo'

Woah, woah, woah little nigga

Lemme see what you got there nigga

Oh no, no, no you stole that lemme take you back home little nigga

These streets what you doing out here

I can see you a bright little nigga

Stay away from weed

Stay away from me

Stay away from Facebook nigga

Even if you make it out there don't put your feelings there

Now who am I to say if you wanna see that blue F first hand

Look

You won't need a map

You will need to cap

You might need to tap if it's necessary

You gon' need to learn something real new

Cause that word is kinda scary

Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic

Wickedness or weakness

But I fail to understand why my vision tinted

Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic

Wickedness or weakness

But I fail to understand why my vision tinted

Head spinnin'

Feelin' lifted

Man, that good-good nigga took a sick leave

We done flew oh, niggas in their feelings

They in their feelings

Yeah, yeah, yeah ah

Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic

Wickedness or weakness

But I fail to understand why my vision tinted