Artist: 2Pac Album: 2Pacalypse Now Song: Something Wicked Typed by: OHHLA.com Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come More than an adversary I'm very quick I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift I'm equipped to kick Grab you coat and you hat, cause I'm prepared to clamp Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers damp Oh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped Attacking the pacs, I'm kicking the facts for stacks to rap And those that max, relax and let the blacks get jacks I'm getting taxed, my pacs is packed with angry blacks I'm ready to go I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough Getting the hoes bros Pumping the flow, gangster ho cause the nose knows Check the pose, froze, when you see me close Punks you gonna roast, host, in a cloud of smoke Choked on some potent dank smoke Wrote, rhymes that'll bring me bank notes nope, I ain't the type of fella that you use though Kkkkkkicking the funky flava Pumping the juice with no producers Run for cover when you hear the bass thump One verse is all it takes Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come Something wicked this way come wicked wicked this way comes wicked wicked this way comes wicked wicked this way comes Something wicked this way come