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Verse one: Bushwick BillI told you ??? and shitThat`s why I murdered your neicesWasn`t my fault they found they head cut in 88 piecesDon`t let `em runHurry up and catch `emYou grab an arm I grab an arm let`s pull `till we stretch `emPlay pussy, get fuckedMeans you`re better off deadI wanna see food so I fished in a child`s headMotherfuckers be worried `cause I`m sickDead heads and frog legsMmm... cake mix!Friday the 13thThe night of the living dead??? ??? walkin` `round givin niggas headIf you didn`t die, I`d say you got luckyAll bodies deadFuck it, blame it on ChuckieBut this is child`s play... motherfucka!!!Verse 2:Aw fuck, chuck`s on a killin` spree!Gimme some ??? and I`ll start by killin me!When I murder, I tried to slack offNow 100 missile`s blew a little girl`s back offMy name is Chuckie, some say I`m insaneYou give me some gin, and I might eat a dog`s brain!Give me a motherfuckin 15-packand I`ll be damned if I don`t bring 15 dead niggas back!A murder contest,You know I`ll win itCause in every mailbox, there be a head with a knife in itI`m gettin hungryI need to be fedI feel like eatin` a bag of barbequed broke legs!Bustin` necks with a motherf*ckin` brick!Half my body is ChuckieThe other half is BushwickA short niggaAlways pumpin` some leadHaven`t figured out a way to get my fist out your foreheadWhat upGet upSit upYou get lit upA knife in his neck made a polar bear spit upA 9, a Uzi is my only utensilInside his chest they found 10,000 pencilsYou have the nerve to go against Chuck?Fifty guns aimed at youHow the fuck you gonna duck?Yo,When I`m mad, I`m ready to slGraveyards are packedBut it ain`t nothin` but child`s playVerse 3:You`d better murder mePut me to restCause if you don`t I`ll come out shootinWith my head in a bird`s chestPissed off,The way I`m always soundin`Killed a punk in `82, and they just now found `imSome say I`m crazySome say I`m on crackBefore I dieCut off my leg and let me die in IraqA born loooserSome say I`m mindlessIf I get pissed offYou leave naked and spinelessWorse than Charles MansonNever havin` a equal??? last night and killed 300 peopleWhen I woke up they had me chained to the floorWhen they told me what I did I killed 300 moreYoYou wanna rumble?Then go get your war hatI went to jail for assault with a carjackI might be smallBut my nuts are bigThe worst that you could do is let me keep your fuckin kidsCause I`m a teach `em how to actAnd if they ain`t actin` rightThey dyin` tonightSo, uhAin`t no use in you tryin` to spot `emI send you a motherfuckin note that says "Chuckie`s got em!"

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