Wig
Yo, this is fucking Wig. I'm Wig bitch, to the core. I don't care what you say, I spit it right back in your face.
I looked into this scab one day, and saw your face: bloody, after I kicked you in your head.
Yeah, that's right.
Tell me about your history? How did you get where you are now?
Yo, I started rhyming in Sophomore year. It was to make fun of Alan (ILL), but then I decided to pursue it. We got a show coming up, now. That explain it enough?
Have you performed live in front of an audience? Any special memories?
Yeah, we play live. Me and ILL doing shows all the fucking time. We the hottest at school, everyone else is an icecube compared to us.
Special moment was when we killed the competition at Talent Show. Me, ILL, and FLuFF all the way at that mo'fo. Only one close was the beat boxer, and he don't count 'cause people be calling him "beat box boy"
What equipment do you use?
Um, a microphone?
Anything else?
Yo, if you ain't down with Wig, you're fucking underneath the goddam ground. It's Wig bitch!
