Hoodwink stinker, Wet wool not so cool Drool drinker, Drop dead Fred Fool thinker With the red head- Misdirected- Sheep sound asleep While the shepherd led. Like the Grim Reaper Defeat breeds the slim creeper. Secrete schemes to dim wits With big tits, Mediocrity A feast just to eat up- Skeletal hand extended Just to greet ya- Intangible sands Sink bad men beneath us- Entombed in the land of the preachers... The Devil reaches for the mandible Brands your jaw And hellfire lights the candle for The cannibal. Dead or alive? My dude best to choose quick, Cos you know he'd use your dick As a toothpick. We're living in a fishbowl Goldfish brains switched off, Rigmarole scenes I'm seeing obscene drops. Pleased demeanour hip hip isn't what it seems! Sycophants- Sitting on the fence- Licking what is left- Whiter collar gents Have wider knowledge Tighter pockets To extort the rest, Deplorable subordinates Ordering the poorer To report to them. Goldfish aren't the richest But compared to these bitches Yeah- I sort of am! I got gold bars stacked like dominos. The Man Upstairs don't care where The dosh goes. Sipping on liquor, Hair combed back to swig slicker, Smoke hoes like cigars Till their butts are bigger. Oooo, Watch their figures swell, Blotched wiggers I figure We might as well, Cos the chickas are a binding spell; Wand waving witches want wimp wizards With time to kill. I'm resurrecting rap via sorcerous c section, Abortionist beheaded By the umbilical cord he dreaded. Messing around in the dark arts- Necromancer- Wizardry never before seen, They are flies and I am Mortein, Dropping out the air And I am there To keep the floor clean Inspect the specks for a mean spector then Direct the infected elsewhere, Neglect their welfare and healthcare, See how well I dispel care! Watch them tremble and fall As I tell all Oooo The Man's gonna bumble- crawl. Immense in his infantilism, Dummy muncher, CRUNCH CRUNCH, Gummy yummy scrumptious, Tummy stuffily bumptious, Feeling like a fish finger filling Crummy sumptuous; That's a little 'something something' for the road. Nomad hitch-hiked so fast His wine flask broke in half- Cut his hand up to bitses. Too bad the Man Upstairs got a knack for stitches. RAGS TO RICHES BAGS THE BITCHES. Once a gypsy now he in a Cult with the buck itchy witches, Cauldron scalding, Snapping pictures, Hot tub rub a dub His thug mug twisters Tornado-like. i spy the calm of the storm Behind a pardoning jargon of brawn. E4 to E5, Super cell brought to life Poltergeist Bore the mic Sorta nice Groped tight Knuckles ghost white In the cold of night. Porcelain skin, Upstairs Man got poor Dorothy worried thin, But that's the way I outta go; Wizard called Jick caught wickedly in the Mind of the all divine Tornado.

Evil Scientist: Aha! My light it has shone upon gold! This ape is a wonder for man to behold, A magnificent beast and fantastically bold To me- the primatologist- sold! Abundant potential lies under key locked I must plunder and wrench all the door hinges blocked With my mystical potions- no matter how vile And concoct and odd serum- sure to defile The goodness which should rest inside of the ape Then I'll squeeze out his soul like it's wine from a grape! A poor drunken stupor is mine to await When I'm dunked in the schooner of vine fruit embraced. Yes it is working! My plan's absolute! But the pest he is jerking so violently- soon The brute will break free! I must shoot him on three! One! Two! Oh no help me! Jick Wicked: Multiplex maverick, Faulty best with the jolty chest, Salty pecks twitch rapid quick. Big Gorilla kill a man Still a chiller, Empire state climber, Irate window-siller. Confined behind a pane of glass In below a milli- Metre thick, Single fingertip slip chips the glint. Mingle with a squint- Big gorilla lips- Open mouth without Stinting it. So tough so hard, Fangs flared makes the baird scared like Oh my god! Eyes near pierce like swords, Forehead creased to increase the odds. It's an odd nonchalant facade, Muscular arms but busted heart, Locked far away but there's rust in the bars. Cha cha flamenco, Dancing to dark laments- oh, The big gorilla trilling Tears flow by the trillion. Turn a blind eye- No cyclops- Psycho unicycle on a circus tightrope... Psych! He's 2D psyching up the mic tho! Tree hopping, Stopping, Close close but so far. Vine slinging, Clinging, To flora. Flower wringing stems From a sour upbringing. Empire tower plowed down The jungle juice living. Pimping bizarre Chimpancaesar, Stabbed back scare- Antony's creaser, The brute cassius cleaver, Seize the schemers, Big Magilla white as vanilla creamers. Ice cold, Vice scolded, Sold him To an overpriced paradise Banana grow like clovers. Chauvinist dipsticks, Trip over the dover cliffs, Red rover is breaking the chains Lickity- lick- lickity split!

Mr. Minimum: Once upon a time in 1999, A soul was free falling over foreign lands. Upon opening his eyelids the soul realises He had transformed into a mortal man. Before he could speak his memory emptied Cos the doctor washed his brain. His mother smiled at her new born child And Mr. Minimum was his name. Jick Wicked: Mr. Minimum x3 That is his name Mr. Minimum: He was smothered by his dreams at the age of 18 Trying to discover what there is to find, But little did he know that hidden in his soul Was a tether that connected him to Wicked's mind. He saw it all unravel when his soul had travelled Through the exit of dimension four. The stick figure climbed into Jick Wicked's mind Not knowing he'd been there before. Jick Wicked: Mr. Minimum x3 That is his name (Repeat)

Conversation- Things I'm saying- In my head. Half the time I would not mind To wind up dead. Conversation- A con's persuasion- With the things he said. Brain full, So painful! Devil speaks no angel say And I can't wait 'til you go away... I don't wanna talk today!

Jick WIcked: They say money talks, I hear dollars holla like squalor birds sqwark, Chirps in the horror corridors. Warbler abhors when pores pour, Filling baths for feather masks to absorb. I drip cash and quick stash it In the floor boards. Now timber warps like a limber corpse Trim the splinters off before winter calls. Season the seaons, Freezing geezers with the wheezy steezers, Money throw away blow astray in the easy breezes; Migrate to eastern seas to release the demons. MONEY TALKS! Snake tongue, raw lung, Breathy heathen seething at the teeth- Jaw chomper like it's feeding on the beef- Romp and stomp ya, There's no pleading with the fiends, We exist beyond our means, Dollar donned endowed with the tickets and receipts. Picketers sticking to the streets While big banks bicker to see who's tricks nick sicker. Mug all muggles as they struggle to compete With the dickerer. Money talks but it never listens. Clever devil with the ever present sever blivet. Ear muff bluffer, Hell hole hand hold cuffer, Bare boned- Hair fro rougher than a bear coat Sand coated. Money talks coarse throated. Husky tone mosquito Blood bloated! Belly over overloaded, Red celly not-so-sobered, Smelly old proboscis *sucks* From under noses. White face poses with blingy rings and iphones, The thingy rings inciting the Stingy sting of the high roll. KACHING! High as the sky to blow Like silos! Fear desaturates The not-so-great Albino. Cash rules everything around me... CREAM Puppeteer subtle with a supple ear. Smirk perks up interrupts to rebuttal fear. Utter guttural gutter, But smooth talk no stutterer, Honey mutter mixed with butter What a slimy combination... Kinda like a grimy car salesman Money: Here's the spiel: Bargain deals with a larger feel, Prices so nice you'll start to squeal For real! The latest brands sir, Soul sold if you prefer, But first may I ask How much you worth? Jick: Money! Don't take my soul! I'm a 10 cent man with bars of gold! Money: Hey Jick! Do what you're told Cos Money's all you know! Jick: Money! Don't take my soul! I'm a 10 cent man with bars of gold! Money: Hey Jick! You better watch your tone Cos Money's all you know!

My friend all I see is blue, Cyan born icycle. Chilly himalayan Shiver 'til he simmer in the saucepan- Poor man... Wallet dry, Soaked to thaw, Gnawing on a frozen thigh, Go to walk. Bending back and forth- Tendons tort then slack- What's the cause? So rigid, A smidgen fidgety, The 'sitch' is getting frigidly. Ditch the mittens, Go six feet below- That's where the heat follows And time slows; Down low with the sewer rats. The blues are into lewd acts. Don't misuse the tissues... Your tears are lube for the true cats! Money can't save you,, In the end, It's what pays for your grave too. A bitter sweet irony. Lady sitter can't stand the sight of me. I'm wicked to the letter, Go to hell instead just to set her straight, For heaven's sake, Could've been a better day, But I let her get away- I let her get her way. I don't know why I'm here... I don't know what's the plan... I don't know what I don't know... I'm just a man... And I'm sad as a sunset... x2 Day time darkened... Deep space starting... Alone as a martian... Blue as a martian...

Jick Wicked: Time stand so still- Glue stuck- Chilled too much, Will chew through frost, Melts- spills when touched. Clutched stick stick rips dew up. Interlude blues- ooo Clocks tick needs fixing! Derelict clicks mixing! Clapping hands slapping 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6's Twice twice a day Night and day Heating up twisting Inside the microwave... Water boils in a slaughter kinda way. Bobble pop stops the clock But time's beat doesn't drop From coddling tots in cots To older us, We're bolderest When we are not, Now we smell rotten odorous In the melting pot! Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, I can't escape it, Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, Glued to the pavement. Sidewalk vacant, Try talk to Satan! Skin feeling hot- Kilowatt- Hell raising. Sunscreen lacking now I'm cracking Like bacon. Charcoal barcode... Tar-rolled tally ho... Smoking up a storm, Thunder blows so-so. Fire up the night, Spire lies at a hell of a height They might Just bite the stars, Ignite mars, That's a hell of a plight. Setting alight The timeline continuum, Fractals react with the maximums and Minimums, Powder dust showered throughout of us Like cinnamon. Chow down on the now, Cos the future is limited. Life just goes so slowly lately... Life just goes so slowly lately... Life just goes so slowly lately... Life just goes so so so slow Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, I can't escape it, Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, I can't escape it, Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, I can't escape it, Life just goes so slow... Mr. Minimum: So slow motion Almost no motion. Showing no emotion like a Clock face frozen. A one way ticket from the Coast to the ocean. So close- Yet so far- Tripping over and over. The quick sand stops the tick and tock As gripped hands lock onto hour hands Now I'm in it- Committed to this intimate dance With the Wicked- Cos second chances have a limit. The clock stops still But the fox trots until The cougar Shocks with a silent kill The violent spills of blood Begin to flood Never. Reaching the sea Or seeing the sun Ever. The measure- Ment of time is what causes Confusion- Illusion of time is no pauses Always forward but sometimes mistaken... So slow motion I can't escape it. Life just goes so slowly, It's ghost follows me Globally, Nobody's lonely but only I see the coldness of time, She'll always know where to seek So there's no where to hide. Colder and colder. Time grows as we get older. Approsching below zero oh no It's almost Over- Under- My bed sheets hidden, No old age but back stage bed ridden. My subsidence has arrived I'm sleep deprived. Lacking the backtracking of time she provides I'm Collapsing alive The absence of rapid eyes Materialize as a massive divide In my mojo. So slow mo, Still like a photo, Captured in the axle of a broken yo-yo There's no Spinning inside this tiny cell But only time will tell if I'll prevail. Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, I can't escape it, Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, I can't escape it, Life just goes so slowly lately I can't escape it, I can't escape it, Life just goes so slow... Life just goes so slowly lately... Life just goes so slowly lately... Life just goes so slowly lately... x4 Life just goes so so so slow

Who loves me? I can't see A face or a heart to replace the Emptiness in my own. I'm a dog without a bone Digging up his home; To bury himself in a grave. It's scary as hell but Don't save me. I can't be saved. Only depraved and deprived of your gaze. My love is wicked... And my heart is so sick it Bleeds. It's the love paradox, Glass walker wear a pair of never tear socks But there's cracks in the rocks. Crumbling mumbles, Underneath feet the rubble bursts like a bubble- Steps shift so swift then I stumble. Walking on all fours I'm an animal, Some love with their hearts others are in love with the genital. Beastly instincts. I feast on greased up d cups, Cannot be pleased till I see guts. Primitive needs and sexually acquisitive I bleed green cos my lust is derivative From must have this and must have that. Hungry mongerer- But my belly's fat full Insatiable. I slurp thirstily from the watering hole That gave birth to all that we know, Ears always up for the audible flow I sorta go where the water goes. See there's a fine line between romance and passion. A slow dance holding hands flower prance In comparison to hoe action- Bedazzling down below gasms- Blowing loads like its going out of fashion In fact, The binding agent unsticks. Paradox love paramount to the dark When it is sun-kissed. Shadow cast to the shallow part Of shade's lips. Love cuts the heart With the blades tip. Sweltering pelterer skins the beast beneath bed sheets Then beats the meat 'til it's empty. Parting the red sea- Moses knows us plenty, I'm passing on the words: Repent me. Who loves me? I can't see A face or a heart to replace the Emptiness in my own. I'm a dog without a bone Digging up his home; To bury himself in a grave. It's scary as hell but Don't save me. I can't be saved. Only depraved and deprived of your gaze. My love is wicked... And my heart is so sick it Bleeds. This love cult got me stuck cold In a vicious cycle. Illicit trifle, And I'm it's delicious disciple. Nine tails to whip cream- Why whine when wine relieves your shit dreams? Inebriating for an easy mating sessions, Sleazy sedating with a teasy first impression. The worst curse of lips pursed disperse the words. So fill up on deserts till the hips curve- swerve- Away from the donut holes. These chicks lick the tippity then slip comatose. Stomach pumping, IV drip jumping, Numb bum heinie rip rumping In the rumpus room. Out on the town Alcohol drowned Home soon, After she downs a whole round Of average joe swoon, The beverage goes through A tenderness to harden. Liver shivers as love's starting to startle the lady garden. Rosey metal thorns guard and protect. Petals pitter patter what's the matter Pansy panty bandit? Racoon eyed moocher gone rancid on a tandem Hand him to the man and get a handsome ransom DAMN. We're all so scatter-brained, A tad tattered in a badder state than The mad hatter After he faced the wocky jabber... Drab as a caterpillar platter. This rabbit hole riddle can't be solved. How did we get to Wonderland? Nobody knows. Red Queen heart shaped but malices much, Bled green from Alice's touch, Or so the story goes. My love is wicked... And my heart is so sick it Bleeds. What is the meaning of it all? Is there nothing more? Is there nothing less than before? My mind's got a mind of it's own, But it's running slow. Is the matrix gonna blow? And if so, I don't wanna wake, I don't wanna see the light again.

Jick Wicked: Scaley G scathes, Geyser gob leaps flames, And every time he yawns he'll cause A heatwave. Breathing hot methane, Rotten egg he sprays. Crocko off his rocko may knock your blocko To the Nile. Reptile in the sky'll Oven cook lovin' chooks. Saliva acid fire will turn to bile Blubber sooks. Smile so vile it frightens off the Babadook. Shut your eyes guys! You shouldn't look! Yellow teeth sheathed like dagger blades- Hello! Watch your fellow fellow b'for the dragon rage You daggy mage. Shook off your shaggy mane then Cook and scoff with a bag of sage, Molotov your brains till you lay dazed In a saggu rage. Village pillager, Peasant blood spillager, Mud trodder with a wad of Bezant love billing ya. Cos he's an arsonist ignitor Char the arse and it's prig sphincter With big hot bars of cinder. Mister you get the gist, Slithery green lizard eats Humans with potato chips. Hot sauce dips with chilli nibs Still he tips the bottle more To tingle on the lips like SHIIIIIT Got a taste for neanderthals. Had a gander once at a standard bunch then ensnared 'em all. A tender lunch of blended man sponge, Greedy guts too much wasn't enough. That's why he flicks the thickets like matchsticks- Barbecue dining. Hot plates got the late queues lining on cue what crude timing. This zany maniacs pyro, Ring of fire higher than the tower eiffel- Devours my folk for hours- OW OW! Louder and louder! Too late now they're ground down to powder. Outta mix with water and a little sugar. Bone dust flower to bake for the town onlooker. Bought a few eggs the chick's pooped to use in the cooker. Whisk or wooden spoon wouldn't fix the 'what could of'. You a gooey humanist paste, A nice chewy coat for the taste, But that's just the icing on the cake. Meet and greet your maker... You can't beat the heat and the can't beat the flavour (baker) Hopper: Heatwave, The sweat beads don't leave your face As they stick to that dome like home base. Pitch tossed fast as aliens in space, Brave enough to earth trace and misbehave Like it's Meet Dave. Robotic meets love lace, Addicts and antibodies, Romantic narcotics, Biotic but basic. Useless as fancy iggy azey poppies- A bass dropping sloppy That still sold a lot of copies. Pop musics make big stacks like photo copies- CO-COPIES Easy to recycle. Reusing boppies to be loved like a bunch of Bradies and Cosby sloppies. Sir Jo Jo, A monkey man with bozo mojo, Funky flan-faced Phil the milyard hobo, He will seize your lady yarn pro-bono He's a solo so-and-so- A nightly sir slayer jigolo. Great big swords don't sweat me- You get me? Scaley H idle on his treasure heap. Mountain tops peak with black snow It's not cold But molten glowed It's owed to the dragon Top the throne. The great ruler radiates Drogon won't be beat. A racy fate as fans forced to live in heat 180 degress- You'll see cake rising muffin peaks- Stakes high as puffin beaks. It's something Wicked and it comes this way, Like voices auto-pitched, Mirrors demisted, The missus slightly frisked as hot hands fumble, Hot heads tumble as I grumble the great Mumble of bumble bees in trouble Double dum bells a neat trick, Never skip a day and avoid the drumsticks, Transfixed on Cubric's knack knick film flicks, To be hand picked and curled- Till sticky pits follow. Stress stricken hollow chickens flee To wallow in glee as Jick the OG Smothers the colour TV Dorothies In a fiery mix Guaranteed to pull chicks for centuries. 'Til you're ripe and old with denture teeth Deep fried in sentinent Ostensively censored from your sensibilities, Relieved of your sense of heat And waved off the upstairs man hand..., That-that-that's a life complete.

The beginning of the end, Send for the scissor men, Cut the cord, Landline disconnecting. Zero phone contact- What's that? Perhaps the black cat has come to spite me, Despite succumbing to the Dragon's numbing He still seems mighty feisty... Devil in disguise, Evil in the eyes, Shadow of my former self, Beginning of the end, Descend into a sorta hell, I'm sinning just to mend, The torture of a warped wealth, Thinning just to bend and bend... Eternal loop dupes the wicked future, Burn 'em all to steamy soup- super. Mind games designed to pray on a guys pain. A skeptics inception. I'm sane in the fourth dimension, Cos here I lack depth, And life is just an action of death. Macbeth knows best, But which witch will strike first? Prophecy leave you to twitch in a tyke's hearse. I don't what's next, I don't what's the follow. I don't know what I don't know, And I won't know tomorrow. If time is an object, Is it mine just to borrow? If my mind is a prospect, Is it fine to be hollow? Is the end just the end? Is the end just the end? Is the end just the end? Is the end just the-