YOU HELLUVA SON OF A *!
I told you son of a *,
that's why I murdered your nieces
Was my fault they find their head cut in idiot pieces
Don't let him run, hurry up and catch him
You *** and on my *** and on me,
pull until we stretch him
Play pussy,
get *,
means you're better off dead
I wanna see food so I fished in a child's
head Motherfuckers beware cause I'm sick,
dead heads and frog legs
Mmmmm cake mix,
pride the 13th,
the night of the living dead Vampire
arms walking round giving niggas head
If you didn't die I would say you got lucky,
whole body's found dead,
* it blame it on Chuckie,
cause this is child's play
Motherfucker!
Take your * with me,
I'm gonna get you,
no matter what!
Ah *,
Chuck's on a killing spree,
give me some bob and I'll start by killing me
When I murder I try to slack off,
now I heard your missus blew a little girl's back off
My name is Chuckie,
some say I'm insane,
you give me some gin and I might get a dog's brain
Give me a motherfucking 15 pack and I'll be
damned if I don't bring 15 dead niggas back
A murder contest,
you know I'll win it,
cause in every mailbox there'll be a head with a knife in it
I'm getting hungry, I need to be fed,
I feel like eating a bag of barbecue broke legs
Busting necks with a motherfucking brick,
half my body is Chuckie,
the other half is Bushwick
A short nigga always pumping some lead,
I have to figure out a way to get my fist out your forehead
What up,
get up,
sit up,
you get lit up,
a knife in his neck made a polar bear fit up A nine,
a Uzi is my only utensils,
inside his chest I found 10,000 pencils
You have the nerve to try to go against Chuck,
if 50 guns aim at you,
how the * you gonna duck?
Yo,
when I'm mad,
I'm ready to slay,
the graveyards are packed,
but it ain't nothing but child's play
You better murder me,
put me to rest,
cause if you don't I'll 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 just now found him
Some say I'm crazy,
some say I'm a 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 me naked and spineless
Worse than Charles Manson never having an equal,
went sip walking 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
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 teach em how to act
And if they ain't acting right,
they dying tonight,
so uh,
ain't no use in you trying to spot em,
I'll send you a motherfucking note that says Chuck has got em