Size ain't *, better duck quick
Replay of Chucky part 2, call it Chuckwick
Some niggas stay hard, some niggas get saurier
Insane ass dwarf, little watching warrior
Tonight's your death date,
you're dying a slow rate
Let's hope the chainsaw don't tear your chest for your heart's sake
Give me a knife, I'm cutting bodies to pieces
Remember what happened to your motherfucking nieces
Niggas think I'm a hoe,
but I'm letting them know
Every head I cut off,
half a back goes to Cool Joe
I cut a throat with a goddamn stick All bodies found dead,
* it,
blame it on
Chuckwick The world's smallest killer,
I can't wait
till they bury me Every arm I chop off,
I give the fingers
to charity I saw a dead body just about my size
Raised a blade to his face,
now I can see out both eyes
It's time for breakfast, but I don't want eggs
Just jelly and toast and bacon and legs If you try to ***,
that's fine with me
Hug this, is that fine with you G?
Chuckwick Biddle is from another dimension
Unsatisfied nigga with barbaric intentions
Sometimes I'm invisible,
sometimes I'm seen Sometimes I'm a pitchfork,
sometimes I'm guillotine
Extra ketchup on those french fried knees
No tomato on that chopper with cheese
I'm getting thirsty,
now what I'ma try Goat blood,
mmm,
blood drive
You think I'm crazy,
you think I'm insane Just because I wasn't born,
I was found on
a * train You wanna rumble?
Well get up,
Trey If you buck,
you get * by that nigga
named Chuckwick You better murder me,
put me to rest
But if you don't,
I come out shooting with my head in a bird's chest
* off the way I'm always sounding Kill
a punk in 82 and they best not find him
Some say I'm crazy,
some say I'm on crack Before I die,
cut off my leg and let me die
in Iraq A born loser, some say I'm mindless
If I get * off,
you leave naked and spineless Worse than Charles Manson,
never happened to equal One sleepwalking last night,
he 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
Yo, you wanna rumble?
Well go get your war hat I went to jail for
assault with a car jack I might be small,
but my nuts are big The worst thing that you
could do is let me keep your * kids
Cause I'm a teacher,
mind I And if they ain't acting right,
they dying tonight
So ain't no use in you trying to spot them
I'll send you a motherfucking note that says
Chuckie got em