Skitso lyrics

[30 second skit to start the song]

Yo Bill, what in the f*ck you doin here?

[Bushwick Bill]
Aww sh*t
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 f*ck, 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 MOTHERf*ckERS, these are the wages of sin

[Interlude 1]
Yo Bill, I come to get you out of this motherf*cker
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 f*ck 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 f*ckin 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 f*ck
pus*y 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 sh*t, man you done f*cked up
You done scared the sh*t out of that doctor
Now that sh*t you told the lawyer, I don't wanna hear
Man tell me exactly how that b*tch 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 b*tch 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 f*ckin
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 b*tch
But the cops say sh*t when they're f*ckin with Bushwick
[Interlude 3]
You know Bill, this is a bunch of Shirley Temple bullsh*t
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 motherf*ckers, who you are

[Bushwick Bill]
I'm Bushwick Bill, but call me Chuckwick!
Fifth Ward hard b*tch, play hero and f*ck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherf*cker by his neck and gouge his f*ckin eyes out
I'm insane by a longshot hey
Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Lee Ray
A short n*gga with some long nuts
Drop you dead in your bed, now I'm ready for a long f*ck
Necromance that ass for a minute
And split that motherf*ckin clit when I'm finished
You punk b*tches 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 motherf*ckers fled
And those who didn't make it got two to the f*ckin head!

[Outro]
My n*gga, my n*gga
Boy you let your nuts hang to the floor
Now let's blow this motherf*cker up, and G.O
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