Sticky Icky Situation by Anybody Killa (Ft. Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Esham & Violent J)
Sticky Icky Situation by Anybody Killa (Ft. Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Esham & Violent J)

Sticky Icky Situation

Anybody Killa & Blaze Ya Dead Homie & Violent J & Esham * Track #4 On Hatchet Warrior

Sticky Icky Situation Lyrics

[Intro: Violent J]
ABK, come on!

[Verse 1: Anybody Killa & Violent J]
My teacher always said I wouldn't be nothin'
So I met him in the parking lot said "I'ma killer" and then I rushed him
Sometimes I feel like a nut (What?)
Runnin' through the neighborhood, tearin' shit up
Straight jackin' motherfuckers just to smoke a blunt
Sometimes I feel that my head fucked up, and it really sucks
I hear voices tellin' me to do it (Do it)
How would you act if you had to live through it?
Turnin' back on the gat, and I stole me an ounce
Now I'm addicted to the sound of a head gettin' whacked
Do I smoke too much (Yup), cause I choke too much? (Uh-huh)
Are you mad, 'cause I keep stealin' your roaches bro
Yo Mike P! (Yo what's up?) Turn my headphones up
Rude Boy got me stoned from the sticky stuff (Always)
Weed's fuckin' with my head, man I'm too damn high
Yo Violent J, you want the rest? (Show you right!)
Man I can smell it in yo pocket (Roll it up!)
Sandwich bag filled up like you ain't got enough
Always smoke with your road dogs, don't be shy
Cause when a drought comes, he might be your main supply
Me and J steady smokin' pounds
So at least have a sack when you see us around (Bitch!)
Like you ain't heard, man we flippin' the scripts
So unlock yo Ziploc and let me grab us a spliff

[Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
When I pass it to you, bitch, pass it back
Bitches don't smoke for free, where the ass be at?
B-L-A-Z-E, ABK
And we got Esham and Violent J
Juggalos outside in the parking lot
Because y'all know how we get sparked a lot
Got the Faygo Cola with the Vodka twist
And when we all get together, we see diamond mist

[Verse 3: Violent J]
I could smoke a stick of dynamite and not be dead (POP!)
I like it cause it fuck with my head
I stay weeded indeed, a killa need it
I can eat it to feed it, proceed and keep it heated
Now who the fuck don't like my flow?
You ain't heard my words will make the beard of a wise man grow
Hydro, in a good way, it fuck with my head
And without it you fucks would be dead (Like that)
I rhymed dead and head for the 17th time
We double team rhymes, ABK and Violent J
If I loved Shaggy any more, I'd have to be gay
In Californ-i-a, they pull they socks to they knees
NIA, Ninjas In Action we be these
I like cheese, I'm a serial, please
I bitch slap fans cause I be a dick like that
I get wicked-wicky-wicky rhymes sick like that
I'm fat and fuzzy and I smell like weed everywhere (Uh!)
My homies call me Smokey The Bear
Tell that pokey beware, don't come near here
Don't dare, unless you wanna see my axe buddy partin' your hair
I'm a Southwest gang bang gangsta boy
Zug Island, Del Ray, I ain'tst a toy
My boy Nate's the boy, my whole crew bust shots
Until you out like Kwamé's polka dots
I'm tryin' to smoke a little somethin' for my dogs who smoke
They only cessed and stressed cause they all too broke
I'm like "bew-bew-bew-bew-bew" with the Anybody Killa
Blowin' Indian tumbleweed, we bitch booty feelas
Ghetto scrubs, flippin' nubs at thugs
We drown faggots in Faygo tubs and eatin' dead bugs (Ew!)
I'm tryin' to say anything that rhymes
So I can fuck with your head like the cess do mine

[Hook: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Break it down and roll it up, smokin' blunts all night
Hesitate to hit it too hard, the weed's that tight
Sticky icky situations, dehydrated
Cottonmouth creepin', the game got me faded
Break it down and roll it up, smokin' blunts all night
Hesitate to hit it too hard, the weed's that tight
Sticky icky situations, dehydrated
Cottonmouth creepin', the game got me faded

[Verse 4: Esham, Anybody Killa, & Violent J]
I'm in the water with the sharks bleedin'
That's why I be a killa for no reason, speedin'
My flows dope like OZ's and
Crush pounds and trees and I'm all season
Veteran (What), no one does it better than they (We)
E and J, (Hey!) ABK
And that's my man and them (What's up?)
And I always blow ganj with them (Sho' nuff!)
Detroit playas too advanced for them (Whoo!)
We buyin' out the bar, we don't dance with them
So if you ever get a chance to glance at them
Baby boy say holla back, answer him ([?], bitch!)
H-U-S-T-L-E-R
Yes, that's what the hell we are
See, me and Blaze, wicked ways (Blaze!)
Full body armor, 5000 rounds and about 2 K's
I can walk on water, spit fire and ice
Chinese secrets, makin' wine from rice
Still shoot dice, up against the wall so nice
Still F-U-C-K the po-lice
Think twice like the 3 blind mice (Come on!)
But don't give me no advice
I shine like crystals in the jewelry heist (What?!)
And still pimp hoes like Heidi Fleiss

Sticky Icky Situation Q&A

Who wrote Sticky Icky Situation's ?

Sticky Icky Situation was written by Violent J & Esham & Anybody Killa & Blaze Ya Dead Homie.

Who produced Sticky Icky Situation's ?

Sticky Icky Situation was produced by Violent J & Fritz “The Cat” Vankosky.

When did Anybody Killa release Sticky Icky Situation?

Anybody Killa released Sticky Icky Situation on Tue Apr 08 2003.

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