Letras
And now with the following collection of ghoulish sounds
You can make your own sound terrifying and terrible
Surprise! Did ya miss me? I sure missed you
I told ya we're gonna be friends to the end, and now it's time to play
I got a new game sport, it's called hide the- and guess what? You're it
I told you size ain't shit, you better duck quick
It's the replay of Chucky part two, call it Chuckwick
Some niggas stay hard, some niggas get sorrier
Insane as the war for the little Fifth Ward warrior
Tonight's your dead date your dying a slow rate
Let's hope the chainsaw's inside of chuck for your heart's ache
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 of that goes to Cujo
I cut a throat with a goddamn stick
All bodies found dead, fuck it, blame it on Chuckwick
It's Chuckwick, yeah
It's Chuckwick, I told you he'd find me
He tried to take over my
The world's smallest killer, I can't wait 'til they bury me
Every arm I chop off, I give the fingers to charity
I saw a dead body just about my size
Razor 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 diss, that's fine with me
(Hug this) is that fine with you, G?
Chuckwick Bill is from another dimension
Unsatisfied nigga with barbaric intention
Sometimes I'm invisible, sometimes I'm seen
Sometimes I'm a pitchfork, sometimes I'm guillotine
Extra ketchup on them French fried knees
No tomato on that chopper with cheese
I'm getting thirsty, now what I'm a try
Gulp, gulp, mm, blood dry
You think I'm crazy, you think I'm insane
Just because I wasn't born, I was found on a fuckin' train
You wanna rumble, well, get up shit
If you buck, you get fucked by that nigga named Chuckwick