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Yo Bill, what in the fuck you doin here? Aw shit I woke up on the wrong side of bed today Lookin' for some homo sapiens to slay Lost in panicked thoughts, damn Frantic killings constantly, now I'm sought Wanted, but I give a fuck, fool I'm the hunter not the hunted Bushwick the name Geto Boy executioner Terminator, murder revolutioner Street stalker, causer - of metamorphosis Late night rapes, body found in a forest No clues left behind, a fool from the darkside Continuous killings, many unsolved homicides No ordinary kid, got a top and no lid holes Kidnappin' child, permanently dispose The controversy falls around Bushwick's a hacksaw Command gland slayin, with no flaws When death knocks on your door and wants to come in Time to pay up motherfuckers, these are the wages of sin Yo Bill, I come to get you out of this motherfucker Now I want you to come over here, it's okay And tell Dr. Lumbar, how good you really feelin ow Paranoid! Sittin' in a deep sweat Thinkin', I gotta fuck somebody before the weekend The sight of blood excites me Shoot you in the head, sit down and watch it bleed to death I hear the sound of your last breath Shouldn'ta been around, I went all the way left You was in the right place for me at the wrong time I'm a psychopath in a minute lose my fuckin mind Calm down, back to reality Don't fear death cause I know that was promised to me Flashes, I get flashes of Jason Gimme a knife and many lives I'm wastin' The shadow of death follows me, I don't give a fuck Pussy play Superman, your ass'll get boxed up Put him in a straightjacket, the man's sick This is what goes on in the mind of Bushwick Aw shit, man you done fucked up You done scared the shit out of that doctor Now that shit you told the lawyer, I don't want to hear Man tell me exactly how that bitch set herself up Lookin through her window, now my body is warm She's naked, and I'm a peeping tom Her body's beautiful, so I'm thinking rape Shouldn'ta had her curtains open, so that's her fate Leavin' out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch Whipped out my knife said if you scream I'm cuttin' Opened her legs and commenced to fuckin' She begged me not to kill her, I gave her a rose Then slit her throat and watched her shake 'til her eyes closed Had sex with the corpse before I left her And drew my name on the wall like Helter Skelter Run for shelter never crossed my mind I had a gauge, a grenade, and even a nine Dial 911 for the bitch But the cops say shit when they're fuckin' with Bushwick You know Bill, this is a bunch of Shirley Temple bullshit And I know you'd rather be hated for what you are Than loved for what you not So the thing you have to do, is tell these motherfuckers, who you are I'm Bushwick Bill, but call me Chuckwick! Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and fuck me Cause I'm known to pull your skull out Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin eyes out I'm insane by a long shot hey Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre A short nigga with some long nuts Drop you dead in your bed, now I'm ready for a long fuck Necromance that ass for a minute And split that motherfuckin' clit when I'm finished You punk bitches be retreatin', check it Freddie and Jason runnin home with they mouths bleedin' So welcome to the slaughterhouse champs Fifth Ward Texas, Chuckwick concentration camp You punk motherfuckers fled And those who didn't make it got two to the fuckin' head! My nigga, my nigga Boy you let your nuts hang to the floor Now let's blow this motherfucker up, and G.O.
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