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Two to the Head Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
Let's get together and give a great big round of applause to
To a new group

Ah, shit, Scarface is on the mix
So, yo, s*ck a nigga d**k
Or make a nigga rich or somethin', bitch

See, I come from the place known as the South Park Zone
Talkin' shit, ain't into clickin' take your punk a*s home
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck
Hit you in the chest with a motherf**kin' tec and watch you jump

So die motherf**kers, die motherf**kers, die
Look deep into the eyes of a killer smokin', fry
One nigga you can't f**k wit
'Cause I'm a born killer with the mind of a lunatic

So bring in body bags when I start bangin'
'Cause I'm leavin' motherf**kers laid out with they brains hangin'
Straight gettin' down for mine
And I'll f**k up a bitch 'cause I don't mind dyin'

So feel me, drill me put a bullet in my head
But yo, you can't kill me 'cause I'm already dead
Scarface goin' psycho, yeah
Play pus*y, get f**ked and take two to your head

I'm Bushwick Bill but call me Chuckie
5th ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
'Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherf**ker by his neck and gouge his f**kin' eyes out

I'm insane by a long shot, 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 f**k

Necromance that a*s for a minute
And split that motherf**kin' clique when I'm finished
You punk bitches be retreatin'
Freddy and Jason runnin' home with their mouths bleedin'

So welcome to the slaughterhouse trance
5th ward Texas Chuckie's concentration camp
You punk motherf**kers fled
And those who didn't make it got two to the f**kin' head

Buck him down, buck him down, come again
Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they a*s 'til the end
With my pistol, runnin' from da lench mob
Is how you survive in south central

Kick the instrumental, run and get your bigger crew
'Cause it's judgment day and Ice Cube is terminigga 2
Pow, pow, buck, buck, pow, buck
Your name is Stucky Mack, now you realize that you're f**ked

Two to the brain, I leave a migraine
Have you coolin' like a vegetable but you're not edible
It's the incredible, buck your a*s from head to toe
Audi 5000, don't wait for the feds to show

'Cause they'll have me go up, up the river
Where the white boys'll try to make a nigga
Walk, walk the plank, got the shank, hide the tape
Around the handle, gotta let 'em know what I stand for

In the chow line, now is the time
See the trustee, walk up from behind
Real quick, shank, shank, leave his a*s red
Motherf**ker dead from two to the head

See where I come from the crime rate only rises
The murderers disguise in all ages shapes and sizes
Bitches picked up and d**ked up, niggaz they gettin' stuck up
Give up what you got or get your a*s shut the f**k up

Run 'em down and gun 'em down, yeah, that's how we do it
Niggaz get killed and then filled with embalmin' fluid
Step to the niggaz that I'm checkin', pull out the tec
And I reckon you'll get murdered in a second

Bang with the nine, boom with the pow
Motherf**kers are fallin' and crawlin' on the ground
Snitches get stitches, bitches that act snotty
Inside the parties even the hotties get turned to bodies

Now I heard, they got other places that's similar
But I represent, New York, you f**k around, I'm killin' ya
A whole block of cops patrollin' when I'm rollin'
And if my pockets are swollen, you know, somebody sick I've stolen

Yeah, you niggaz get ripped when my clip goes in the
S M I T H W E double S O N or the reliable revolver
And like I said before, it's the motherf**kin' problem solver

So bring it on nigga, get brave
It's plenty motherf**kers gettin' sent to early graves
'Cause when a nigga gets fed
Then all you motherf**kers get two to the f**kin' head

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