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    Andre Nickatina - My Wishes
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    [Verse 1 - Andre Nickatina]
    Picture a blind man that can't see
    Meaning the beauty he's supposed to see
    God it can't be
    I thizz alone like a snake, the venom I spit make me shake
    Look at the cakes I baked
    Weed in my brain got me baptized
    Unless you talkin' bout money, you ain't sayin' shit rap wise
    I'm so addicted to red licorice and fine bitches
    Khan lives forever man that's my wishes

    [Verse 2 - Equipto]
    My wishes, we owe intense wishes
    Bruce Lee, Tupac, and Jimmy Hendrix Peter Tosh
    still here to leagalize it, with no police around to ever read they rights
    It's how I roll, you know my lifestyle is cold
    Around the globe, they treat us like Al Capone
    Wish I didn't need a blunt in my mouth to blow
    But I'm so far gone that's how it go

    [Verse 3 - Andre Nickatina]
    Yeah, two wishes and three bitches in the Cadillac
    They wanna hit the club but this is where the party's at
    Front line and in ya face like some gold teeth
    My homie said he's like a butcher cause he loves beef
    raw pipes and two doors on the cutty
    I had to laugh at him, cause that's my buddy
    We used to chase bitches so vicious it was delicious
    I heard a lil' genie sayin "Take more wishes"

    [Verse 4 - Equipto]
    Wishin', why listen to a fool really give a fuck
    Don't interrupt you stupid you know I already hit the blunt
    We get ta cuttin' like a DJ do
    The game's sheisty like a NFL replay booth
    In your backpack party with all my throwbacks on
    Suckas stare like they're impressed, sayin "Oh my god"
    There go the whole bank wadd
    ...just keep 'em playin' to win
    I'm in to win, I'm wishin but I couldn't pretend

    [Verse 5 - Andre Nickatina]
    Shit, I side swipe you in the light just like a fender bender
    There go your brain with the game so you don't remember
    I'm block tonic off the chronic and I spit ebonics
    Colt 45 in my eyes, so it get hypnotic
    The glock nine, some use it like a samuari
    Run for your lives, or picture being paralized
    I hold my raps with a grip of a rubber handle
    Then when I'm gone man you picture it on every channel
    In grey flannel, Nicky bust a name belt
    When I was scarred by the game and the pain felt,
    Excruciating, no duplicatin' this fury
    Look at the lawyer with a grin for the hung jury
    Four wishes, more wishes, man and more bitches
    Man more weed, more G's, man and club bitches
    The rap scriptures, we hold them like the bible
    Imagine somebody shootin' at your idol
    ...(? sun like Clorox make it fade
    Bust it 27 ways, we did it right away
    Sneak weed up in heaven with the switches
    Eatin' red licorice and lyin' with the bitches
    I hate to do dishes, in love with my riches
    Man it ain't suspicious why you sleepin' with the fishes
    These are my wishes, I got five wishes
    Prime time live, gettin' high off my wishes
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