Wikkid Khaos

Wikkid Khaos

 Cullman, Alabama, USA
BandHip Hop

Wikkid Khaos is a Hip Hop duo that hails from Cullman, Alabama. Their songs and style at times are a little dark and then other times upbeat and funny. Not falling under any certain type of lyrical style, Buk and Grimm have their own flow. Their beats and catchy lyrics will have you singing all day!

Biography

Wikkid Khaos is a Hip Hop duo that hails from Cullman, Alabama. They have been rapping and recording for two years now. Their songs and style at times are a little dark and then other times upbeat and funny. Not falling under any certain type of lyrical style, Buk and Grimm have their own flow. Their awesome beats and catchy lyrics will have you singing all day!
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Dean Saffeels, aka "Bukshott", was born in Virginia to a military family. His parents divorced when he was just four years old. His mother packed them up and moved to Alabama to try and start a new life. Dean went to nine different schools throughout his school days and hardly ever had any friends. The loneliness started his interest in music and writing lyrics. To him, at least the music didn't move, change or leave him. Dean finally ended up in the school where he met Jesse. School was hard on Dean. He never fit in and couldn't focus enough on his books. Submersing himself into music, he developed his own style that is heard today. It's a cross of "Southern Rock" and "Hip Hop", with a few dashes of demonic!
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Jesse Russell, aka "Grimm", was born and raised in Alabama. The youngest of eight siblings, Jesse became much of a loner. Growing up in the, "not so rich" part of town, his family did what was needed to make ends meet. Jesse shoplifted small things time to time in order to survive, which groomed him to be leery of the law. Keeping to himself and walking a different path molded him into what he is today. Jesse's style of music comes from a combination of "Death Metal" and "Horrorcore" with a little bit of comedy.
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Both of them are dark, quirky, funny and twisted in their own way, but they come together perfectly to bring it only like Wikkid Khaos can!

Lyrics

Bounce Your Booty

Written By: Wikkid Khaos and M.K.

Yo this is Dean Saffeels, AKA Bukshott
From the Wikkid Khaos, yal can’t touch us
Tryin to do this rap thing with a sick beat
Just tryin to get some money so I can go eat
Listen up close while I kick it up a little bit
All I gotta do is just take a little hit
1 hit 2 hit 3 hit 4,
already gotta wet towel underneath the door
Don’t come a knockin if you see the smoke a rollin
Cause you know that we on the microphone spittin and a flowin
Gotta pick the speed up, gotta get it goin
Cause we aint stoppin this party til 6 in the mornin
Now we bumpin and bobbin and bouncin our bodies to the beat
And you know this is a party, so get up on your feet
Aint nobody leavin this place to go home and sleep
Even the guy that can’t even drive is on his feet and doin the creep

Chorus:
We’re rockin and a rollin, let’s get this party goin
Get out on the floor, til you can’t take it no more
Bounce ya booty to the beat, come on yal move your feet
You know everybody wants to hear some more

Yo this is Grimm, gotta cup in my hand
And it’s filled to the brim, with about a million
Dollars worth of schnapps
Done took a couple shots
Of some grey goose, startin to feel a little bit loose
Seen a couple girls dancing all dirtyyy
Take em up to my room, they start getting flirtyyy
And I can’t help it, my vision’s getting blurryyy
(Blurry, blurry)
Come walkin down the stairs, to my oasis
Lookin at all these pretty girls, all shakin their aces
They got me stumblin, got my head in a trance
Next thing I know I got this girl on my pants

Chorus:
We’re rockin and a rollin, let’s get this party goin
Get out on the floor, til you can’t take it no more
Bounce ya booty to the beat, come on yal move your feet
You know everybody wants to hear some more

So wait, ain't nobody wantin to leave or bounce
Aint nobody wantin to leave my house
Even got the neighbors rockin and wantin to bring me an ounce
Man roll it up, light it up, take a shot, and let it out
Pick myself up off the floor, yeah that’s pretty stout
Now I got a little pep in my step (yep)
I gotta get somethin to get my throat wet
Take a 5th of vodka and turn up the bottle
Even just standin up man I start to wobble
People at the bar mixin Jaeger with full throttle
Even the girl with the gobble is lookin like a model
Hit the floor, shake it up and drink a little more
Don’t ya dare stop the party or head for the door

Chorus:
We’re rockin and a rollin, let’s get this party goin
Get out on the floor, til you can’t take it no more
Bounce ya booty to the beat, come on yal move your feet
You know everybody wants to hear some more

Here’s a couple tips to get the party started
Let the beat consume your mind and then act retarded
Dance so close that your bodies start rubbin
Take a couple shots and then repeat the ones above it
Cause we aint stoppin this party no not for a minute
So take a couple hits and just jump in it
There ya go now you’re straight up winnin
Just don’t let it slow down or stop hittin
Now I’m back on the floor
Smokin on that dro
And we still got people rollin through the front door
Grab my cheap glasses and jump in a circle
Just to get a couple passes
And then move through the masses

Welcome to the Weekend

Written By: Wikkid Khaos

Yo it’s Bukshott from the Wikkid Khaos
Can’t nobody do it quite like us
Ridin in that candy paint with 2 12’s in the back
Smokin endo from the dope sack
So if you wanna ride
Jump inside, light up a bowl
Lean back lets ride
And we’re goin off in the night
Last thing you gonna see is my taillights

Ridin down the road smokin on that endo
Light up the blunt then I look out the window
Passin lights by lookin like a laser show
I’m too high for this shit bro
Grimm is in the back and he’s high for real

And Buk’s gotta blunt behind the wheel
We lookin at the cops like hey what up
Hopin we don’t get stuck in them cuffs

CHORUS: X2
Cruzin round town, bumpin to the sound
Got the windows down, let’s smoke another round

What’s with these people always tryin to front?
Man shut the fuck up and hit the blunt
I gotta get gas, so get out and pump
Damn, I gotta pump gas?
Quit tryin to front!

Now we back on the road and we’re still high as shit
And we’re sittin in the car listenin to the bass hit
People callin the cops cause their getting pissed
Man we gotta go, time to hit the switch
Now we’re haulin ass down the freeway
So get out the way, pass me the bag so I can roll another J

Chorus: X2

You’re goin to fast Grimm, slow it down
Exit off here we gotta get back to town
My girls gonna be pissed if I don’t make it back safe and sound
She’s gonna put me 6 feet in the ground

Load up a bowl and let’s go another round
I’m startin to come down, turn up the sound

I’m high as shit startin to see double lines
I’m up in the sky but I’m feelin fine
I can’t see nothin cause of all this smoke
And I’m at the point to where I don’t even choke
When I hit that joint
The light from the cherry is so bright
That I’m startin to lose eye sight
Gotta stop for the night and go to someone’s house
Cause I’m about to pass out

CHORUS X2:
Everybody, Everybody, Everybody bounce with it

Dissin

Written By: Wikkid Khaos and M.K.

Everybody’s Dissin me for the music that I play
But nobody fuckin knows me and the way I sway
They keep judgin me, sayin that I’m no good
But mom’s taught me to do what I fuckin should
You think your life is better than mine?
Bet you don’t feel the love that I do all the time
You need to step back, get the fuck out the way
Comin through, tellin yal bout the W K
That’s Wikkid Khaos; yeah that’s what I said
If you diss me one more time, ima beat ya fuckin dead
CHORUS: X2
Every day put down, self-esteem broke down
Get off the ground and take a good look around
Everybody’s Dissin, finger to the system
Just sit down and take a good listen
People keep downin moms, sayin she didn’t raise me right
They don’t know us and how we put up a fight
All my life I did nothin but struggle
Moved place to place and went with the shuffle
Always findin ways to survive go another day
Doin what she had to, to make that fuckin pay
Workin day and night, this job and that
Be respectful, if they respected me back
Ima say it again so get it through your fuckin head
Diss me one more time, ima beat you fuckin dead
You want my attention then show respect
If you don’t then you gonna be a bloody wreck
We goin all the way to the fuckin top
And we ain’t never gonna motha fuckin stop
There ain’t no way you’re gonna bring us back
We say to the world….Yo, fuck that!
So you better think twice before you go and diss me again
Cause you’ll be dead in the fuckin end
CHORUS X2
Better watch ya fuckin self before you diss me again
When you see me in the streets you better get to steppin
Got my finger to the system, bitch you just Dissin
Better watch your back when you see me again
When we look around all that we see
Is people that’s been Dissin us since ‘93
Nobody gave us the fuckin time of day
If they were even lookin in our way
Nobody’s ever even given a fuck
We try to say something, they say so what
I’m tired of talkin, yal ain’t listenin
Everybody’s runnin they mouth and just Dissin!
CHORUS
Either at home or in the fuckin streets
Everybody’s always hatin on me
I can’t ever get no fuckin slack
Getting dissed on atta drop of a fuckin hat
I’m tired of all the shit that’s bein said
Diss me again motha fucka you’ll be dead

Take Another Picture

Written By: Wikkid Khaos

Take the picture as the body rots
Down in my cella, can’t ya see the body parts?
Hangin from the wall, swingin left to right
I grab my pocket knife, its goin to be a long night
Cut from the head down to the fuckin toes
As the blade sinks I can see the blood glow
The blood flows from the slab to the fuckin floor
As I see more red, I gotta cut her up more
CHORUS
As the body falls, take another picture
Don’t stop cutting til her soul starts to flicka
As the body falls, take another picture
Smile real big as her body slowly quivers
As the body falls, take another picture
Don’t stop cutting til her soul starts to flicka
As the body falls, take another picture
The blood slowly trickles from her head down to her sexy nipples
Her muffled screams from behind the tape
Make me smile, man I just can’t wait
To make that incision, the very first division
Blood slowly blurs up my vision, indecision
Should I stop, as I step back to make my decision
Fuck it, take another picture
CHORUS #2
As the body falls, take another picture
Don’t stop cutting til her soul starts to flicka
As the body falls, take another picture
Smile real big as her body slowly quivers
As the body falls, take another picture
Don’t stop cutting til her soul starts to flicka
As the body falls, take another picture
Smile real big as her body slowly quivers
As the body falls, take another picture
The demons take over and everything goes black
I flip her body over to start on her back
The knife goes from her neck down to her ass crack
There’s two other bitches layin in a mound
I get so excited but I gotta calm down
Cause if I get worked up I can’t make a straight cut (man what the fuck)
I step back to think about my venture
Fuck it, that’s how my life is and now it’s over
Take another picture, picture, picture, picture
CHORUS #2

Discography

Bounce Your Booty-single
Dissin-single
Welcome to the Weekend-single
"Khaos Up In Here"- album to be released soon