[Intro] The bush grew roots The roots needed feeding And the wood... The wood needed chucking [Verse 1] How much wood could a woodchuck chuck If a woodchuck could chuck wood? Ask the salvage yard on the east end of the block Where the sawdust covers everything it should Stocks and grips and frames and receivers Wood and steel for the true believers Home Depot invoice, pallets on the dock Lumber in and lumber out, nobody sees the Glock [guitar drops to palm mute, tick exposed] Fuzzy kept him quiet, Fuzzy kept him ghost Woodchuck don't know names, Woodchuck don't do most Just caliber and quantity and timelines on a clock How much wood could a woodchuck chuck? Enough to arm the block [Pre-Hook] GHOST WITH A FORKLIFT MANIFEST FILLED WITH A LIST OF HARDWARE EVERY PIECE HE MOVES PUTS SOMEBODY IN THE GROUND SOMEWHERE [Hook] How much wood could a woodchuck chuck If a woodchuck could chuck wood? A woodchuck would chuck all the wood he could chuck To supply the whole neighborhood [Verse 2] Three little pigs left the mulberry pen Porcini brothers, blood to the end Straw built a house on the south side strip Check-cashing front with a paper-thin grip Cash heavy, ledger sloppy, deposits never match Chains he can't explain, a car he can't attach To any W-2, any 1099 Straw house, glass walls, posting crimes online Stu built with sticks, Porcini Construction Ghost subs and fake invoices, laundered through production Product in the drywall, cash in the bids Willy's laundromat spinning what the contracts hid Smarter than his brother but he talked on the phone Sticks bend before they break and Stu should've known Solomon built brick, four LLCs deep Attorneys on attorneys, the man don't lose sleep Corner booth, pork chop, knife and fork clean Money so washed it squeaks, you know what I mean? Brick don't bow, brick don't bend Solomon smiles because brick don't end [Pre-Hook] BUT EVERY HOUSE NEEDS A DOOR AND EVERY DOOR'S GOT A LOCK AND THERE'S A WOLF ON MULBERRY [full band crash, tick locks to snare] AND HE'S STARTING TO KNOCK [Hook] Little pig, little pig, let me come in No no no, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin Then I'll huff and I'll puff And I'll blow your house in [Breakdown] STRAW HOUSE (one kick and it's flat) STICK HOUSE (wiretap, welcome mat) BRICK HOUSE (huffing, puffing, nothing) BRICK HOUSE (THE WOLF CAN'T TOUCH IT) [Outro] But every wall's got a crack somewhere Every wall's got a crack