(Verse 1) , I'm the king of the flow, Spitting wicked rhymes, watch the crowd go low, I'm the master of the mic, the lyrical pro, Unleashing fire, like a volcano's blow. (Chorus) I'm wicked with the words, I'm wicked with the beats, I'll knock you off your feet with my sick rap feats, I'm the baddest in the game, no one can compete, I bring the heat, making heads nod to the beat. (Verse 2) I'm a lyrical assassin, leaving tracks in ruins, My words cut deep, like sharp-edged tools in, I paint vivid pictures with my verbal brush, Every line I drop, it's a lyrical rush. (Chorus) I'm wicked with the words, I'm wicked with the beats, Iq'll knock you off your feet with my sick rap feats, I'm the baddest in the game, no one can compete, I bring the heat, making heads nod to the beat. (Verse 3) I spit venomous lines, like a deadly snake, My flow's so cold, it'll make your body shake, I'm the bad boy of rap, I break all the rules, I'm the one they fear, the king of the fools. (Bridge) But remember, my friend, it's just a rap game, I'm here to entertain, not to bring shame, So let loose, vibe with the rhythm and the sound, But keep it real, don't let wickedness surround. (Chorus) I'm wicked with the words, I'm wicked with the beats, I'll knock you off your feet with my sick rap feats, I'm the baddest in the game, no one can compete, I bring the heat, making heads nod to the beat. (Outro) So if you're ready for the wickedness I bring, Turn up the volume, let the speakers sing, I'm here to rock the mic, make your heartstrings ring, With my wicked rap, I'll make the whole world swing.