℗ 1997 Jet Star Music
January 1, 1997 👁 322
Go and chat a whisky, while you get a dose of the wicked man medicine
You all are in trouble down on the big, big city
Move my gun, put my gun, life can't do nothing
Wicked man will chop up all your head like a mountain
Shot you up, tag you up, put you in a coffin
Feel so your bad neck, do not try to touch a button
Wicked man will roll you and shaft out your Mr. Best button
You all don't say nothing, there's one more word and you'll live like me so
Zig zag a glisten, go and chat a whisky, while you get a dose of the wicked man medicine