Watch them slink, slide low Wicked come and Wicked go Wicked reap what Wicked sew and I don't mean maybe So watch yourself white boy Cause there are those that I employ And they will roll right through your veins and it'll drive you crazy (Chorus) No you don't have to drag me down I am drawn to the bottom end No you don't have to drag me down After all I descend Maybe I'll bewitch, befriend, beguile Be the big breath, last step, marathon mile Or be strung out, wrung out, hung out to dry Maybe I won't see my name in lights Ask the corporate music factory why The next whiplash pan flash, big bosomed wonder I'll tell'em all to "f** off" as I go under. (Chorus)