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WICKED
Hip-Hop/Rap
WICKED was released on July 4, 2026 by whyninetyfive as a part of the album WICKED - Single
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Release DateJuly 4, 2026
Labelwhyninetyfive
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jelani Grenyion
Jelani Grenyion
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jelani Grenyion
Jelani Grenyion
Songwriter
raphael k aronson
raphael k aronson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
thearchivistrafi
thearchivistrafi
Producer
raphael k aronson
raphael k aronson
Mixing Engineer
Raghav Surya
Raghav Surya
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Loyalty is not here, uh,
Avoiding me is so queer, uh,
The void in me is so clear, uh,
The hole in me is no sphere, uh,
I could flaunt like pearls in an ocean blue,
Everything once glimmered in gold melts down to a silent hue,
Even summer suffers in the end cold but that's just life for you,
I believe every feeling must show for the rush of a life resumed,
What for,
For what do I know,
Sometimes it's too good to be true,
Then sometimes it's too true to be good,
So many hood youth misunderstood,
Nothing new under the hood,
Inner workings of the system won't interfere when they should,
Who playing victim,
Everybody pushing blame like a tush,
But ain't no brotherly shoves when money's right at your foot,
The type of money that's hush,
The type of money in blood,
When all the killers moved silent, the violence grew loud enough,
Desensitized all because,
The social climate is fucked,
And I'm surviving but well aware of the signs of my luck,
I can't just hide my surroundings while I'm out here seeking for love,
I was deprived of a fathered guide so to God I looked up,
Anxiety been a side bitch on my mind when I'm stuck,
What's been your main interruption when your options ain't as abundant?
Come get to know me wassup,
First let me know where you from,
Then let me know who you with,
You know the lingo starts local before it's globally flipped,
God bless the poor and the rich,
Sometimes too random to fix,
But you gotta wick thru the sitch,
This shit get wicked,
Shit done got wicked,
Spit it like anything possible, Big ticket,
Wick it like Johnny boy, Johnny boy, you can't see it,
On the clock out there on demon,
On the spot somewhere, with a shot somewhere,
Aiming to get even,
Ain't no room for apology in this space of astrology,
Lemme bloom as the starring lead casting light on supporting seeds,
I take this rhyming shit too seriously,
Every line commits a crime and leaves no witness to bail the scene,
Conviction is convincing in my diction,
No judging me or politicking,
Should know it's best to listen before you pick em,
Side switching **** looking like they don't even mind looking ****,
Onus on you for to find your own mind,
I'm noticing that life is clearer when I'm closing my eyes,
In a state of do or die with patience capitalized,
Isolation from my kind, I overthink what to say,
Consideration over pride, my purity got me chained,
You want freedom to live, you gotta give up something for free,
And me I figured that there wasn't a figure worth the receipt,
This ain't no figure of speech my ****,
No way, this way too real to be looked at as filler,
Tryna tell ya,
This shit get wicked,
Shit done got wicked,
Spit it like anything possible, Big ticket,
Wick it like Johnny boy, Johnny boy, you can't see it,
On the clock out there on demon,
On the spot somewhere, with a shot somewhere,
Aiming to get even,
Written by: Jelani Grenyion, raphael k aronson
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