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    D12 Blow My Buzz

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 Пользователем AND1

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    Swifty:

    Huh, yeah this's just one of those days when yo' ass just wanna chill out.

    And motherfuckers be all in yo' where and shit...

    And that naggin bitch, it's just like to hear herself talk...

    Blowin all yo' high away. Yeah, that's some fucked up shit.

    But it happens, youknowimsayin?

    (Yeah, yeah)

    [Eminem]

    Schizophrenia

    How many of you got it?

    How many motherfuckers can say they psychotic?

    How many motherfuckers can say

    They brains dryrotted from pot?

    You got it like I got it or not?

    If you did you would know just what I'm talking 'bout

    When your tongue's rotting out from cotton mouth

    When you end up becoming so dependent on weed

    That you end up spending a G

    In the vending machine

    You got the munchies

    Look at you

    Junk food junkie

    Potato chips and lunch meat

    Up in the front seat

    Sometimes you can get so paranoid from ganja

    That it's got you thinking the whole world is watching ya

    Or maybe you don't smoke

    Maybe you just roll

    But whatever your drugs, yo

    Go for the gusto

    Just don't

    Come fuck with me when I'm doing my drugs

    You see me in the club don't come fucking my high up and

    [Chorus]

    Blow my buzz

    Do what you want to just don't

    Blow my buzz

    Then I'm gon' sit here and just

    Roll my drugs

    And if you talk I'm gonna

    Fuck you up

    Just don't say shit and we'll be cool

    [Bizarre]

    (doorbell)

    Bitch let me in the house

    (avon)

    Naw, just came to eat your mother out

    It's the big guy

    Doing the butterfly to the ground

    Go 'head

    (Bizarre, sit your nasty ass down)

    I spot this fat bitch from across the room

    Now suck my dick while your boyfriend's in the bathroom (ya ya)

    My face is pink

    Looking for a sink

    And don't worry 'bout what I put in your drink

    It's called a date rape drug

    Ten minutes you'll be fucked up

    Open your nasty ass legs up (ya you whore)

    Bitches I'm catching

    Blunts I'm matching

    Don't call me Bizarre

    I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson

    [Swifty]

    Who the fuck is this guy?

    Why the hell you in my presence?

    It'd be cool if you was asking me some reasonable questions (damn)

    But you on some bullshit nigga

    This your last beer (for real)

    Get the fuck off my dick

    And tell your bitch to bring her ass here

    I kick a hoe out

    Without giving her cab fare (uh huh)

    And leave her barefooted just for nagging in my damn ear

    When I'm out eating

    You fags interfere

    They don't go until I let 'em know a mac is sitting here

    I get drunk and I smoke weed

    What your ass wanna hear?

    I didn't answer you clear?

    I meant Manson is here, ok?

    You want some yay?

    I'll front your ass some play

    But other than that get the hell out my face

    Because you niggas trying to

    Chorus

    [Kuniva & Kon Artis]

    Yo, Denaun, you seem shook

    I really am, dog, look

    This fat bitch keep chasing me

    Trying to get me to nutt

    Ah man, you probably led her on

    I just bought her a beer

    I saw her rubbing on your head

    While she was wiping your tears

    I admit, I was high

    But you ain't see me crying

    Nigga, you lying and you blowing my high

    Just stop denying it

    Well at least somebody in this bar is

    This big bitch did

    The ultimate by saying she wanted to have my kid

    Look man, you wrong

    Just leave me alone

    I'm in the zone

    Call it a night

    Get stoned

    And take that fat slut home (take her ass home)

    Just drink the drank

    Hit the dank

    Do some drugs (man)

    Go kill yourself

    Fuck you

    Well stop blowing my buzz

    [Proof]

    I'm at the front of the bar

    By the lounge in the back

    With a slut on my arm

    While I'm downing the yac

    Got the pills in my system

    Floating around

    Everytime I start drifting

    Someone open they mouth

    Yo, my ear been spit, licked, and freestyled in (Yo, my flow is cool my whole crew)

    I think I'm going Def like old senile men

    Only one good demo outta three thousand

    (Yo, I ain't wanna rap for you anyway)

    Aiight, aiight

    (Peace out then)

    Next nigga that bump me

    I'ma do the humpty

    And elbow bitches

    Till everybody jump me

    (Yo man, what's up with you man? Why do you keep on bumpin me and shit

    Fuck you! What's up man!? What's up!?)

    Chorus

    Outro:

    We'll be cool

    We'll be cool if you don't talk while I'm just tryna smoke my weed

    Smoke my weed. I'm tryna drink with my niggas, just shut the fuck up

    While i'm just tryin to get blown

    Spitting to me some hoes

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