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get wick'd - jt machinima lyrics

[verse 1]
you put a hit on wick? are you wickity wack?
so much as touch his whip, you’ll get wickity whacked
snuffin russians out, *wicked quipity scat*
it was just a puppy? time to snippity snap!
grab another *mag*, c*ck it back, cl!ckity*clack
*the blood’s the* mafia gets clippity clap
they better l!ckity split l!ckity stat
i’ll never say you’re safe because i stick to the facts!

*don’t matter* if the whole planet’s givin ’em flack
action fl!cks were dead, guess we’re bringing ’em back
are you scared of the boogieman? listen to *that*
it’s not what you did, it’s who you did it to, *brat*
can you feel the heat coming off wick *is he packed*
so many that he couldn’t fit ’em on a rickety rack
but he’s fit to kick the entire crime syndicate’s ass
if this is a high octane, he’s barely hittin’ the gas

start your engines, *i’ve come* for vengeance
carven sharp drifts if you wanna test ’em *in a*
muscle car, buckle up, *slobs,* you’re dead
‘cuz i’ll never trip far from his target’s head
drop *a hammer* the concrete, cuz underneath
hot d*mn, that’s an *rs*nal. what a treat!
and watch as *________________________*
as long as you got *_______*, hand ’em a bottle please. (cheers)

*shock* to your thighs, drop to your knees (uhh)
*the pop* between your eyes so you watch as he leaves (bye bye)
every domino line, they fall with such ease
lock in his sights *so it’s some* harder than cheese
do not *need to side* with the *____________*
as revenge, and so then, he is not gonna sleep
when he’s done with you punks, *there are none who will grieve*
it’s the autobiography of keanu. the reeve

[chorus]
this song’s about to get lit
(this song’s about to get lit)
stick around, you’re down to get wick’d
(stick around, you’re down to get wick’d)
*he’s on the office* hitlist
(*he’s on the office* hitlist)
armageddon will hit quick
scratch, gettin’ whacked, you’re fixin’ to get wick’d

[bridge]
don’t say ______________. (huh?)
i said don’t say ______________. (huh?)
do you want a new motto?
mits off the whip, paws off the doggo

[verse 2]
excommunicato, john *losaloto*. but now i tell yall where you can *shot* your *blood oaths*
right up your b*ttholes
so bobby *egan* do not stop once he’s gone rogue (watch out)
safety off, he set to folato
he’ll drop a bomb on you turn around and walk slow
he can’t dodge bullets, so take your best shot
though if death got personified, he’d be the one! (oh)

morpheus, is the prophecy true?
sorry. not this movie. wrong keanu. (whoops)
but if i was a flower, wouldn’t you praise me?
from the look of it, you love pushing up daisies
with everything that’s in his weapon set
is he a walking wikipedia of debt and *bet*
he’ll erase you from existence, pencil neck
can i make a dinner reservation for seven dead? (dead)

he wrote a book on tactical attacks
give him a mustang, he’ll be tearing up the tracks
f*ck retirement, i think he’s comin’ back
and you *won’t* need a stunt double just to double*tap
so if you’re not a man of wits (wit)
better run first chance you get (sh*t)
and *your* picture there will be a single candle lit
you’re no match, so don’t act like you can handle wick (handle wick)

[outro]
put your money where your mouth’s been talkin’
now you’re nothing but a dead man walkin’
better get your guns up ’cause you’re gonna get wick’d

- jt machinima lyrics

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