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BUSHWICK BILL lyrics : "Skitso"

[30 second skit to start the song]

Yo Bill, what in the $#&@ you doin here?


[Bushwick Bill]
Aww %#@!

I woke up on the wrong side of bed today
Lookin for some !@$* sapiens to slay
Lost in panicked thoughts, damn

Frantic killings constantly, now I'm sought
Wanted, but I give a $#&@, 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
Continous 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 MOTHER!#@*ERS, these are the wages of sin


[Interlude 1]
Yo Bill, I come to get you out of this mother$#&@er
Now I want you to come over here, it's okay

And tell Dr. Lumbar, how good you really feelin ow

[Bushwick Bill]

PARANOID! Sittin in a deep sweat
Thinkin, I gotta $#&@ 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 $#&@in 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 $#&@
#~!!@ play Superman, your $$#'ll get boxed up
Put him in a straightjacket, the man's sick

This is what goes on in the mind of Bushwick

[Interlude 2]

Aww %#@!, man you done $#&@ed up
You done scared the %#@! out of that doctor
Now that %#@! you told the lawyer, I don't wanna hear

Man tell me exactly how that (*##$ set herself up

[Bushwick Bill]

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 (*##$ 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 $#&@in
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 (*##$

But the cops say %#@! when they're $#&@in with Bushwick

[Interlude 3]

You know Bill, this is a bunch of Shirley Temple bull%#@!
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 mother$#&@ers, who you are

[Bushwick Bill]
I'm Bushwick Bill, but call me Chuckwick!
Fifth Ward hard (*##$, play hero and $#&@ me

Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a mother$#&@er by his neck and gouge his $#&@in eyes out
I'm insane by a longshot hey
Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre
A short ^!$$% with some long nuts

Drop you dead in your bed, now I'm ready for a long $#&@
Necromance that $$# for a minute
And split that mother$#&@in !@$% when I'm finished
You punk (*##$es 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 mother$#&@ers fled
And those who didn't make it got two to the $#&@in head!


[Outro]
My ^!$$%, my ^!$$%
Boy you let your nuts hang to the floor
Now let's blow this mother$#&@er up, and G.O.
[BOOM]

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