Goodfella - WiCKED lyrics

[Intro] (You're far too wicked a man) Come now Duchess, as a wicked man I am a complete failure Everyone says I haven't done anything right in my life Of course they only say that in my back (What does it mean by that? I suppose we shall never find out) [Verse I] My wicked thoughts would leave anybody's soul torn Scorching in the flames that hell is well known for I failed to give a damn and I nailed my broad raw k**ed the love that her heart longed and held unto Only thing colder was my response to – H.E.R With no emotion 'Sorry love I know it hurts but there's no other option!" She was shaken Flashbacks to the nights with pa**ionate love making She said “You were the man, I swore I'd love till the world end I was mistaken and if f**ing was your game Then half the time I faked it Boy, you ain't sh*t! I loved you more than myself now it's hatred! Your mother, should be disgraced, she raised her only son To praise the holy one, makes mistakes but own to them You a coward,you play with women' hearts And I doubt you'll ever fall in love with one So in love with Rap I bet you tasting HOVA's cum” Hehe, that sh** got me And I sat there with a blank look, silently and just shook A blank stare that cut through anything that walked through 'Look, I know you and I'd love to, but boo do as I say please I refuse to bring my son into these streets Bring my daughter into this grief My world is a world they'll hear about but won't see' No more D, she took offense, sh** I tried to make sense But she was against it, accused me of being selfish “Any dick can make a baby but to raise one takes a man So I'll just pray for better days I know my faith won't let me down” 'In my world, yeah girl, there is no crown, no God around So don't place your plans upon your maker's hands' You think she listened? Said she went to the clinic, but she didn't Every time we smashed, I grabbed that a** And what she saw was marriage I pushed my loved inside, she blushed and smile And I was hers to cherish Until Reality hit fan and Got out of hand like my n***as out in Paris She embraced her womb She embraced a tomb Disparaged by the doom of a natural miscarriage [Verse II] Or was it true? Were you really carrying my seed Or lying and trying to plant the fruit? I'm dying to find the truth, I deny in my mind that you Would choose to be this trife and compromise our youth You proceed to shove and push, fighting when we speak And when we argue I feel I'm pushing science into beliefs Of blinded Hindu priest, or perhaps you're right And I'm too high off the Indo leaves! What I seek are answers with hope they'll rest in peace And not feed this cancer that won't allow me to fall asleep I beseech the wickedness to decease and let me be Please! All I ask is for you to beseech the wickedness to decease and let me be Please! [Skit] Get up! back to gen, motherf**er!