Geto Boys Chuckie LyricsArtist: Geto Boys
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Verse one: bushwick bill
I told you size wasnâ€™t shit
Thatâ€™s why I murdered your neices
Wasnâ€™t my fault they found they head cut in 88 pieces
Donâ€™t let â€™em run
Hurry up and catch â€™em
You grab an arm I grab an arm letâ€™s pull â€™till we stretch â€™em
Play pussy, get fucked
Means youâ€™re better off dead
I wanna see food so I fished in a childâ€™s head
Motherfuckers be worried â€™cause Iâ€™m sick
Dead heads and frog legs
Mmm... cake mix!
Friday the 13th
The night of the living dead
? ? ? ? ? ? walkinâ€™ â€™round givin niggas head
If you didnâ€™t die, Iâ€™d say you got lucky
All bodies found dead
Fuck it, blame it on chuckie
But this is childâ€™s play... motherfucka!!!
Aw fuck, chuckâ€™s on a killinâ€™ spree!
Gimme some barb and Iâ€™ll start by killin me!
When I murder, I tried to slack off
Now 100 missiles blew a little girlâ€™s back off
My name is chuckie, some say Iâ€™m insane
You give me some gin, and I might eat a dogâ€™s brain!
Give me a motherfuckin 15-pack
And Iâ€™ll be damned if I donâ€™t bring 15 dead niggas back!
A murder contest,
You know Iâ€™ll win it
Cause in every mailbox, there be a head with a knife in it
Iâ€™m gettin hungry
I need to be fed
I feel like eatinâ€™ a bag of barbequed broke legs!
Bustinâ€™ necks with a motherfuckinâ€™ brick!
Half my body is chuckie
The other half is bushwick
A short nigga
Always pumpinâ€™ some lead
Havenâ€™t figured out a way to get my fist out your forehead
You get lit up
A knife in his neck made a polar bear spit up
A 9, a uzi is my only utensils
Inside his chest they found 10,000 pencils
You have the nerve to try to go against chuck?
With fifty guns aimed at you
How the fuck you gonna duck?
When Iâ€™m mad, Iâ€™m ready to slay
The graveyards are packed
But it ainâ€™t nothinâ€™ but childâ€™s play
Youâ€™d better murder me
Put me to rest
Cause if you donâ€™t Iâ€™ll come out shootin
With my head in a birdâ€™s chest
The way Iâ€™m always soundinâ€™
Killed a punk in â€™82, and they just now found â€™im
Some say Iâ€™m crazy
Some say Iâ€™m on crack
Before I die
Cut off my leg and let me die in iraq
A born loooser
Some say Iâ€™m mindless
If I get pissed off
You leave naked and spineless
Worse than charles manson
Never havinâ€™ a equal
Went sleepwalkinâ€™ last night and killed 300 people
When I woke up they had me chained to the floor
When they told me what I did I killed 300 more
You wanna rumble?
Then go get your war hat
I went to jail for assault with a carjack
I might be small
But my nuts are big
The worst that you could do is let me keep your fuckin kids
Cause Iâ€™m a teach â€™em how to act
And if they ainâ€™t actinâ€™ right
They dyinâ€™ tonight!
Ainâ€™t no use in you tryinâ€™ to spot â€™em
I send you a motherfuckin note that says "chuckieâ€™s got em!"
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