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Skitso - текст песни



Skitso


[30 second skit to start the song (Texts of songs )]




Yo Bill, what in the fuck you doin here?




[Bushwick Bill]


Aww 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


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 MOTHERFUCKERS, these are the wages of sin




[Interlude 1]


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




[Bushwick Bill]


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




[Interlude 2]


Aww 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 wanna hear


Man tell me exactly how that bitch 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 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




[Interlude 3]


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




[Bushwick Bill]


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 longshot 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!




[Outro]


My nigga, my nigga


Boy you let your nuts hang to the floor


Now let's blow this motherfucker up, and G.O.


[BOOM]



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