Chuckie

<br>Verse one: bushwick bill<br><br><br><br>I told you size wasnt shit<br><br>Thats why I murdered your neices<br><br>Wasnt my fault they found they head cut in 88 pieces<br><br>Dont let em run<br><br>Hurry up and catch em<br><br>You grab an arm I grab an arm lets pull till we stretch em<br><br>Play pussy, get fucked<br><br>Means youre better off dead<br><br>I wanna see food so I fished in a childs head<br><br>Motherfuckers be worried cause Im sick<br><br>Dead heads and frog legs<br><br>Mmm... cake mix!<br><br>Friday the 13th<br><br>The night of the living dead<br><br>? ? ? ? ? ? walkin round givin niggas head<br><br>If you didnt die, Id say you got lucky<br><br>All bodies found dead<br><br>Fuck it, blame it on chuckie<br><br>But this is childs play... motherfucka!!!<br><br><br><br>Verse 2:<br><br><br><br>Aw fuck, chucks on a killin spree!<br><br>Gimme some barb and Ill start by killin me!<br><br>When I murder, I tried to slack off<br><br>Now 100 missiles blew a little girls back off<br><br>My name is chuckie, some say Im insane<br><br>You give me some gin, and I might eat a dogs brain!<br><br>Give me a motherfuckin 15-pack<br><br>And Ill be damned if I dont bring 15 dead niggas back!<br><br>A murder contest,<br><br>You know Ill win it<br><br>Cause in every mailbox, there be a head with a knife in it<br><br>Im gettin hungry<br><br>I need to be fed<br><br>I feel like eatin a bag of barbequed broke legs!<br><br>Bustin necks with a motherfuckin brick!<br><br>Half my body is chuckie<br><br>The other half is bushwick<br><br>A short nigga<br><br>Always pumpin some lead<br><br>Havent figured out a way to get my fist out your forehead<br><br>What up<br><br>Get up<br><br>Sit up<br><br>You get lit up<br><br>A knife in his neck made a polar bear spit up<br><br>A 9, a uzi is my only utensils<br><br>Inside his chest they found 10,000 pencils<br><br>You have the nerve to try to go against chuck? <br><br>With fifty guns aimed at you<br><br>How the fuck you gonna duck? <br><br>Yo,<br><br>When Im mad, Im ready to slay<br><br>The graveyards are packed<br><br>But it aint nothin but childs play<br><br><br><br>Verse 3:<br><br><br><br>Youd better murder me<br><br>Put me to rest<br><br>Cause if you dont Ill come out shootin<br><br>With my head in a birds chest<br><br>Pissed off,<br><br>The way Im always soundin<br><br>Killed a punk in 82, and they just now found im<br><br>Some say Im crazy<br><br>Some say Im on crack<br><br>Before I die<br><br>Cut off my leg and let me die in iraq<br><br>A born loooser<br><br>Some say Im mindless<br><br>If I get pissed off<br><br>You leave naked and spineless<br><br>Worse than charles manson<br><br>Never havin a equal<br><br>Went sleepwalkin last night and killed 300 people<br><br>When I woke up they had me chained to the floor<br><br>When they told me what I did I killed 300 more<br><br>Yo<br><br>You wanna rumble? <br><br>Then go get your war hat<br><br>I went to jail for assault with a carjack<br><br>I might be small<br><br>But my nuts are big<br><br>The worst that you could do is let me keep your fuckin kids<br><br>Cause Im a teach em how to act<br><br>And if they aint actin right<br><br>They dyin tonight!<br><br>So, uh<br><br>Aint no use in you tryin to spot em<br><br>I send you a motherfuckin note that says &quot;chuckies got em!&quot;