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    One time, the ICP with this shit
    For you and your boys to say "fuck yeah" to
    Yo, G, kick some of that shit about the wizard and all that
    Drop a psycho beat and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck
    Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me
    I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD
    Straight passed-out on his mother's bed
    With seven cans of brew going through my head
    Dreaming, I was sipping on Faygo
    In my dope house, hear comes a tornado
    Huh, I can't run no where
    Cause the whole damn house was spinning through the air (damn!)
    And don't laugh just yet
    And it blindin' my motherfucking eyes bet
    And here comes a three and a half foot pimp
    With a blue zoo suit and a mack daddy limp
    Yo, I gotta grip on my weapon
    Cuz this midget motherfucker and his boys are stepping
    "Oh my, look at the witch
    You crushed and killed that wicked old bitch"
    And they saying that I'm doomed
    Cuz I killed some ho that rides on a broom
    Fuck this, I'm going back to where I stay
    And I walking down the yellow brick alleyway
    Interlude (contains samples from "Wizard of Oz" and "Ghetto Zone")
    Well, go on motherfucker!
    Now I'm roaming just like basshead
    Everybody know just where the alley led
    And don't say you don't know
    Which way to go, yo, there go the scarecrow
    I ain't playing this bullshit no more
    So I whip out the nickel plated the double-four
    Best tell my ass how to get back
    Or I'll blow the straw out your fucking head
    You wanna see the wizard?
    Fuck yeah, I do
    Get me off this pole and I'll come with you
    You know the wiz
    Yeah, i used to roll for him
    Then he gave me on a 'gene
    Now I gotta bullet for him
    So me and the crow was walking on bricks
    Spitting and cussing and holding our dicks
    Thinking, damn, this ain't how the movie goes
    I ain't seen one motherfucking rainbow
    Ain't a fresh pair of kicks in the land
    Just what you thought, there go the tin man
    How to get to the wizard?
    What the fuck
    I ain't saying shit until you oil me up
    I don't see any motherfucking oil, bro
    Oil me up with a forty of Red Bull
    Huh, just like the book said
    Tin Man was stumbling like a crackhead
    Old-ass rusted out metal
    But we was on our way to see the wizard of the ghetto
    "Somewhere over the rainbow"
    (Shut the) fuck up, bitch
    ***GUNSHOTS***
    Damn, this ain't Kansas, ho
    This is the southwest motherfucking ghetto zone, bitch
    So pick your skank ass up
    And you and Toto get the fuck on
    Yeah, we've come a long way
    Droppin'motherfuckers all the way to Del Ray
    And I'm a wonder land story book tourist
    Gripping that .44 we coming up to the forest
    Anything could be out there
    Lions, tigers, maybe a bear
    Hoods and hoodlums and theives, oh my (3x)
    I'm a kick somebody in they fuckin' eye
    Don't fuck with me at a time like this
    I'll send out a bullet guarenteed won't miss
    So I just move and the hooks are flying
    You've come and buck with the fucking lion
    I want rings, chains, any kind of gold
    Or what?
    Or I'm a let this nine unfold
    Man, fuck this, come back to Del Ray
    There you can rob motherfuckers any day
    Crackheads, hoes, whatever you can name
    Catch all the rich ones coming out the ball game (yeah)
    So finally we was at the castle
    And with the guards, we got no hastle
    They all just got the fuck out our way
    I guess even in Oz they know of Violent J
    Interlude
    Yo, where's the motherfucking wizard stay
    Who wants to know? Violent-psychopath-J
    I wanna word with him at gun point
    Cuz there's no place like Detroit
    Welcome to the wizards kingdom
    The Wizard of the Ghetto as you say
    Welcome to the wizards kingdom
    Sorry, motherfucker, this is where you'll stay
    Scarecrow, you ain't shit to me
    And the lion ain't shit but a snack for three
    Tin Man, don't take me for a sucker
    I'll chew your ass up and spit bullets out, motherfucker
    We let it rain,
    Seventy-nine slugs to his fucking brain
    Then I stepped back cool and calm
    Cuz the Tin Man was dropping cluster bombs
    Everybody know about car jacking
    So me and the fellas went home macking
    Jumped in a smooth-ass ride
    Drop top Geo says "Wiz" on the side
    Gripped it back to the hood where we came from
    And that shit was fun
    Next thing I knew I was back at the party
    Got up and was finning to tell everybody
    But I just let it pass

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