Wicked
Chino Moreno Lyrics


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Yo Chuck
We got running mixes in the headphones
Wicked

One, two, three, and I come with the wicked
Style, you know that I'm from
The wicked crew, you act like you knew
But I got everybody jumping to the voodoo

Yeah, you, kick it wicked rhymes, picket signs
While me and the mob gotta trunk full of nines
Drop, and I'll slay ya
Play, play thug-made, ah from the heya

Ready to buck, buck, buck
But it's a must to duck, duck, duck
Before I bust ya, looking for the one that did it
You want my vote, no, you're never gonna get it

'Cause I'm the one with the fat, mad skills
And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills
Sittin' at the pad just chillin'
Larry Parker just got two million
Oh, what a fuckin' feelin'

That nigga done past me the peel
And I'll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O'Neal
Like it, work it, baby I'll rock that test
Tube baby, kick it, 'cause I get

Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked)

Don't say nothin', just listen
Got me a plan to break Tyson outta prison
You come my way, ya get served
Still got a deuce that'll bunny hop the curb
Nappy head, nappy chest
Nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin
Gotta fat frown 'cause I'm down, so take a look around
All you see is big black boots
Step in, use my steel toe as a weapon

And it's awfully quiet, they want to label this nigga
Do with the sticker, uh, but that's nasty
'Cause I gotta body count like Ice-T
From here to New York
I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork
You're sly, ya pig, dig
Listen from the flow from a so-fro'd caucasian
Ah, who didn't know I was as funky as Wilson Picket, but you talkin'

Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire

Ooh
Something' here with this shit off (yeah)
Get the fuck out my face, come on

People wanna know how come
I gotta gat, and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise
Kinda trigger-happy like the Ghetto Boys

April twenty-ninth was power to the people
Ya'll might just see a sequel
'Cause police got equal pay
A horse is a pig that don't fly straight
I'm doin' Darryl Gates, but is Willie Williams
Down with the pilgrims?
I'm through with the picket signs
So I think the job is dead, get out 'cause I get

Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked, fuzz)

Say
'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire




'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked)

Overall Meaning

Chino Moreno's song "Wicked" is a powerful and politically charged rap/rock song that showcases his unique style of music. The lyrics are full of complex rhyming patterns, political references, and allusions to hip-hop culture. The music itself is a combination of heavy guitar riffs, electronic beats, and Moreno's alternating vocal style, from a gritty rap cadence to a soaring chorus.


The song begins with a callout to Chuck, who is called out to start running mixes in the headphones. The title "Wicked" sets the tone of the song, with Moreno proclaiming that he is the one with the "fat, mad skills," and he won't "choke like the Buffalo Bills." He is "from the wicked crew" and he has everyone "jumping to the voodoo." The lyrics reference guns, violence, and drugs, with lines like "me and the mob gotta trunk full of nines" and "that nigga done past me the peel." The lyrics also reference politics and social issues, making references to Darryl Gates and Willie Williams, both former Chief of Police in Los Angeles. Moreno's lyrics are full of anger and aggression as he calls out societal injustices and systemic oppression.


Throughout the song, Moreno's lyrics showcase his unique style, making use of clever wordplay, metaphor, and double entendres. He uses his platform to speak truth to power and raise awareness about the issues facing the black community. The song's chorus is a repeated phrase, "I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire," which emphasizes the message that he is the one with the power, and he will not be silenced by the system.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo Chuck We got running mixes in the headphones Wicked
Chuck, we have some great music to listen to right now


One, two, three, and I come with the wicked Style, you know that I'm from The wicked crew, you act like you knew But I got everybody jumping to the voodoo
I have a unique and incredible style, but you might not know that because I belong to a group of artists that you don't respect. However, my music is so good that it has everyone entranced


Yeah, you, kick it wicked rhymes, picket signs While me and the mob gotta trunk full of nines Drop, and I'll slay ya Play, play thug-made, ah from the heya
You may be talking big and making noise, but I'm not impressed because I come from a different world where we carry guns instead of picket signs. So if you mess with me, I'll take you down easily


Ready to buck, buck, buck But it's a must to duck, duck, duck Before I bust ya, looking for the one that did it You want my vote, no, you're never gonna get it
I'm always ready for a fight, but you better watch out because I'm looking for the person who wronged me, and I won't hesitate to attack. Also, don't bother trying to win my approval because it's not going to happen


'Cause I'm the one with the fat, mad skills And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills Sittin' at the pad just chillin' Larry Parker just got two million Oh, what a fuckin' feelin'
I am extremely talented and won't make mistakes. In fact, I'm so good that I can relax while someone close to me comes into a lot of money, which feels great


That nigga done past me the peel And I'll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O'Neal Like it, work it, baby I'll rock that test Tube baby, kick it, 'cause I get
I've been given something to smoke, and I'm feeling great. I can take on anyone and win, just like Shaquille O'Neal. I'm great at what I do, so let's get down to business


Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked)
I warned people not to mess with me, but they didn't listen, so now I'm here to prove them wrong and show them just how amazing I am


Don't say nothin', just listen Got me a plan to break Tyson outta prison You come my way, ya get served Still got a deuce that'll bunny hop the curb Nappy head, nappy chest Nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin Gotta fat frown 'cause I'm down, so take a look around All you see is big black boots Step in, use my steel toe as a weapon
Listen up, because I have a plan to break Mike Tyson out of prison. If you mess with me, you'll regret it because I'm still armed and dangerous. I'm not happy with my life, and it shows on my face. I walk around with a tough attitude and will use my boots as weapons if necessary


And it's awfully quiet, they want to label this nigga Do with the sticker, uh, but that's nasty 'Cause I gotta body count like Ice-T From here to New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork You're sly, ya pig, dig Listen from the flow from a so-fro'd caucasian Ah, who didn't know I was as funky as Wilson Picket, but you talkin'
Things are getting tense, and people are trying to label me as a bad guy. That's disgusting because I'm proud of my success and don't deserve that kind of treatment. I've faced a lot of violence, but I'm still here and doing well. I have lots of relationships, but they are not with pigs. Listen to my music, and you'll see that I have soul, just like Wilson Pickett


Ooh Something' here with this shit off (yeah) Get the fuck out my face, come on
Sorry, but something isn't right here, so I need to end this conversation and get away from you


People wanna know how come I gotta gat, and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm Ready to bring that noise Kinda trigger-happy like the Ghetto Boys
People are always asking me why I carry a gun, but I'm ready to defend myself just like Malcolm X. I'm not afraid to make noise and intimidate others, just like the Ghetto Boys


April twenty-ninth was power to the people Ya'll might just see a sequel 'Cause police got equal pay A horse is a pig that don't fly straight I'm doin' Darryl Gates, but is Willie Williams Down with the pilgrims? I'm through with the picket signs So I think the job is dead, get out 'cause I get
April 29 is a day when we celebrate the power of the people, and there might be more to come. The police are finally getting paid equally. A horse is a lie that people believe. I'm not interested in protesting anymore, so it's time to move on to something else


Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked, fuzz)
I warned people not to mess with me, but they didn't listen. Now that I'm here and in your face, you'll keep doing what you're doing because I'm just too good. The atmosphere is electric and intense, and I'm ready to make some noise


Say 'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire 'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire 'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked)
I'm really, really amazing, and I've told people not to push me. But now they're doing it anyway since I'm here, and I'm ready to show them just how incredible I am




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Angelo Trotter, Anthony Holmes, Clarence Satchell, Derek Francisco Lynch, Edward Goodman, Gregory A. Webster, Jesse Lars Jr., Leroy Bonner, Marvin R. Pierce, Norman Bruc, O'shea Jackson, Stanley Jones

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@carlitos5984

Yo Chuck
We got running mixes in the headphones
Wicked
One, two, three, and I come with the wicked
Style, you know that I'm from
The wicked crew, you act like you knew
But I got everybody jumping to the voodoo
Yeah, you, kick it wicked rhymes, picket signs
While me and the mob gotta trunk full of nines
Drop, and I'll slay ya
Play, play thug-made, ah from the heya
Ready to buck, buck, buck
But it's a must to duck, duck, duck
Before I bust ya, looking for the one that did it
You want my vote, no, you're never gonna get it
'Cause I'm the one with the fat, mad skills
And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills
Sittin' at the pad just chillin'
Larry Parker just got two million
Oh, what a fuckin' feelin'
That nigga done past me the peel
And I'll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O'Neal
Like it, work it, baby I'll rock that test
Tube baby, kick it, 'cause I get
Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked)
Don't say nothin', just listen
Got me a plan to break Tyson outta prison
You come my way, ya get served
Still got a deuce that'll bunny hop the curb
Nappy head, nappy chest
Nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin
Gotta fat frown 'cause I'm down, so take a look around
All you see is big black boots
Step in, use my steel toe as a weapon
And it's awfully quiet, they want to label this nigga
Do with the sticker, uh, but that's nasty
'Cause I gotta body count like Ice-T
From here to New York
I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork
You're sly, ya pig, dig
Listen from the flow from a so-fro'd caucasian
Ah, who didn't know I was as funky as Wilson Picket, but you talkin'
Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
Ooh
Something' here with this shit off (yeah)
Get the fuck out my face, come on
People wanna know how come
I gotta gat, and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise
Kinda trigger-happy like the Ghetto Boys
April twenty-ninth was power to the people
Ya'll might just see a sequel
'Cause police got equal pay
A horse is a pig that don't fly straight
I'm doin' Darryl Gates, but is Willie Williams
Down with the pilgrims?
I'm through with the picket signs
So I think the job is dead, get out 'cause I get
Wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked, fuzz)
Say
'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire
'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
'Cause I'm wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire
But know I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire (wicked)



All comments from YouTube:

@esellanta

This always makes me smile. You can hear the youthfulness in Chino's voice.

@dinkotrinajstic8950

methfullness

@barunyumlembam4451

@Dinko Trinajstić 🤣🤣🤣 Exactly My Thought, I'm About To Wrote Down The Same As You Did First . WHAT THE FUCK 🤣 !!!
But In A Very Much Cool Way Though. 🤘

@barunyumlembam4451

Lots Of Metal Vocalist Can't Executive The Similar Powerfull Vocals As Chino , Jonathan And Corey Back In The Day When Mtv Used To Play Cool Musics .

@killjoy1056

@Barun Yumlembam In Fieldy's book he says that Chino and Jon were both slammed drunk and Chino was slurring hard lol

@nikitaprosin4993

@Barun Yumlembam deftones amd slipknot are still amazing. Korn is still good too. These bamds are on of a kind. Thats why they are relavent today still

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@mav.-

I love Deftones... I love Korn... Why did I not hear this song until now... I am crying from happiness...

@angottony8671

you failed your life lol !!!!!!!!

@shammyboy207

cuz of limp biskit

@Dabearscubsfan

It’s glorious and it’s never too late

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