| Song | The Bushwicken |
| Artist | Bushwick Bill |
| Album | Phantom of the Rapra |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bido, Dean, Miller | |
| Hello? Is anybody out there? Can you hear me? | |
| It's about to happen | |
| [chorus x13] | |
| Dr. Wolfgang Von Bushwicken the Bavarian Bill | |
| [Watch me] [Kill] | |
| Straight outta nightmares, somewhere | |
| A rare glimpse of Bushwick | |
| I'm off on some sick shit | |
| My mind still plays tricks | |
| It is I says me, I agree with my inner self | |
| Thinkin' and contemplate on all the pain that my enemies felt | |
| At the hands of this madman | |
| Catscans can't prove that I'm crazy | |
| I wanna chop bodies daily | |
| Oh God save me, Dahmer was a minor case | |
| Get a load of Chuckwick | |
| Eye to eye, face to face | |
| Evil thoughts hit me when I get distraught | |
| Easily hidden, I'm never gettin' fuckin' caught fool | |
| Lucky Chuckie | |
| Trust me in your house and watch | |
| You'll go into shock, chokin' on your blood clot | |
| Don't mind me | |
| I know it's in this mind I'm sick | |
| And you just try to survive a visit from the | |
| [chorus x8] | |
| Haha, horrifyin', part of me's a big man | |
| I went to Cypress Hill they learned how to kill a man | |
| Menace Clan showed me who the devil was | |
| Kicked it wit Dre, got that killin' off that chronic buzz | |
| Just because, to show the world I ain't a punk | |
| I got dead bodies rottin' in my Benz trunk | |
| Trunk of funk, call it what you want to | |
| Make sure I'm gone, and not behind you | |
| Because in dreams, I'm breemin' Scotty dead bodies | |
| Don't try to run, you can't escape this (????) dread | |
| Yes I'm dead, and always stay a step ahead | |
| And if I stay behind your ass is mines anyway | |
| Play it wit shark, I like to kick body parts | |
| It's an art, to choppin' up hearts kid | |
| Did what I did because I know in this mind I'm sick | |
| And you just try to survive a visit from the | |
| [chorus x14] |
| zuo ci : Bido, Dean, Miller | |
| Hello? Is anybody out there? Can you hear me? | |
| It' s about to happen | |
| chorus x13 | |
| Dr. Wolfgang Von Bushwicken the Bavarian Bill | |
| Watch me Kill | |
| Straight outta nightmares, somewhere | |
| A rare glimpse of Bushwick | |
| I' m off on some sick shit | |
| My mind still plays tricks | |
| It is I says me, I agree with my inner self | |
| Thinkin' and contemplate on all the pain that my enemies felt | |
| At the hands of this madman | |
| Catscans can' t prove that I' m crazy | |
| I wanna chop bodies daily | |
| Oh God save me, Dahmer was a minor case | |
| Get a load of Chuckwick | |
| Eye to eye, face to face | |
| Evil thoughts hit me when I get distraught | |
| Easily hidden, I' m never gettin' fuckin' caught fool | |
| Lucky Chuckie | |
| Trust me in your house and watch | |
| You' ll go into shock, chokin' on your blood clot | |
| Don' t mind me | |
| I know it' s in this mind I' m sick | |
| And you just try to survive a visit from the | |
| chorus x8 | |
| Haha, horrifyin', part of me' s a big man | |
| I went to Cypress Hill they learned how to kill a man | |
| Menace Clan showed me who the devil was | |
| Kicked it wit Dre, got that killin' off that chronic buzz | |
| Just because, to show the world I ain' t a punk | |
| I got dead bodies rottin' in my Benz trunk | |
| Trunk of funk, call it what you want to | |
| Make sure I' m gone, and not behind you | |
| Because in dreams, I' m breemin' Scotty dead bodies | |
| Don' t try to run, you can' t escape this ???? dread | |
| Yes I' m dead, and always stay a step ahead | |
| And if I stay behind your ass is mines anyway | |
| Play it wit shark, I like to kick body parts | |
| It' s an art, to choppin' up hearts kid | |
| Did what I did because I know in this mind I' m sick | |
| And you just try to survive a visit from the | |
| chorus x14 |
| zuò cí : Bido, Dean, Miller | |
| Hello? Is anybody out there? Can you hear me? | |
| It' s about to happen | |
| chorus x13 | |
| Dr. Wolfgang Von Bushwicken the Bavarian Bill | |
| Watch me Kill | |
| Straight outta nightmares, somewhere | |
| A rare glimpse of Bushwick | |
| I' m off on some sick shit | |
| My mind still plays tricks | |
| It is I says me, I agree with my inner self | |
| Thinkin' and contemplate on all the pain that my enemies felt | |
| At the hands of this madman | |
| Catscans can' t prove that I' m crazy | |
| I wanna chop bodies daily | |
| Oh God save me, Dahmer was a minor case | |
| Get a load of Chuckwick | |
| Eye to eye, face to face | |
| Evil thoughts hit me when I get distraught | |
| Easily hidden, I' m never gettin' fuckin' caught fool | |
| Lucky Chuckie | |
| Trust me in your house and watch | |
| You' ll go into shock, chokin' on your blood clot | |
| Don' t mind me | |
| I know it' s in this mind I' m sick | |
| And you just try to survive a visit from the | |
| chorus x8 | |
| Haha, horrifyin', part of me' s a big man | |
| I went to Cypress Hill they learned how to kill a man | |
| Menace Clan showed me who the devil was | |
| Kicked it wit Dre, got that killin' off that chronic buzz | |
| Just because, to show the world I ain' t a punk | |
| I got dead bodies rottin' in my Benz trunk | |
| Trunk of funk, call it what you want to | |
| Make sure I' m gone, and not behind you | |
| Because in dreams, I' m breemin' Scotty dead bodies | |
| Don' t try to run, you can' t escape this ???? dread | |
| Yes I' m dead, and always stay a step ahead | |
| And if I stay behind your ass is mines anyway | |
| Play it wit shark, I like to kick body parts | |
| It' s an art, to choppin' up hearts kid | |
| Did what I did because I know in this mind I' m sick | |
| And you just try to survive a visit from the | |
| chorus x14 |