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Blow My Buzz
作詞 VON CARLISLE/SHAUN HOLTON/RUFUS JOHNSON/MARSHALL MATHERS/ONDRE MOORE/DENAUN PORTER 
作曲 JEFF BASS/MARSHALL MATHERS
D12
This just one of them days when you ass just want to chill out
And motherfuckers be all in your ear and shit
Ya know what I'm saying.
Or that nagging bitch, who just like to hear to hear herself talk, ruin all your highway
That's some fucked up shit. But it happens.

Schizophrenia, how many ya got it?
How many motherfuckers can say they psychoic?
How many motherfuckers can say their brain dry rotted form pot?
You got it like I got it or not. If you did, you would know just what I'm talkin' bout.
When your tongues rotten out from cottonmouth,
When you end up becoming so dependent on weed that you end out spending a'G'
In the vending machine. You got the munchies. Look at you, junk food junkie.
Potato chips or lunch meat up in the front seat.
Sometimes you can get so paranoid from ganja that its got ya thinkin'
The whole world in watchin' ya. Or maybe you don't smoke, maybe you just roll.
But whatever ya drugs go, go for the gusto.
Just though, don't fuck with me when I'm doing my drugs
If you see me in the club don't come fuckin my high up and...

Blow My Buzz. Do what you want to just don't blow my buzz?
Do want you want to? Blow My Buzz.
And I will sit here and just grow my weed.
And if you talk I'm going to fuck you up.
I might just whoop your ass.
Just don't say shit and we'll be cool.

Who is it?
Inspect me, in the house.
Avon?
Naw, just came to eat you mother out. It's the big guy.
Doin' the butterfly to the ground.
Bizrre, sit your nasty ass down/
I spot this fat bitch from across the room.
Now suck my dick while your boyfriends in the bathroom
My face is pink, looking for a sink. And don't worry about what I put in your drink
Its called the date rape drug. Ten minutes you'll be fucked up.
Open your nasty ass legs up. Bitches I'm catchin,' blunts I'm matchin'
Don't call me Bizarre, I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson.
Who the fuck in this guy? Why the hell you in my presence?
It'd be cool if you were asking me some reasonable questions.
But you want some bullshit, nigga. This your last gig.
Get the fuck off my dick and tell your bitch to bring her ass here.
I'll take your ho out without giving her cab fare.
And leave her barefooted just for naggin' in my damn ear.
When I'm out eatin' you fags interfere.
They don't talk when Scott let em' know a mag is sittin' here.
I get drunk and I smoke weed, what your ass want to hear?
I didn't answer you clear? I met Manson this year.
You want some yay I'll front your ass to play.
But other than that, get the hell out of my face, because really tryin' to...

Blow my buzz.
Do what you want to just don't blow my buzz.
I gonna sit here and just grow my drugs.
And if you talk I'm going to fuck you up.
Shut your damn mouth
Just don't say shit and we'll be cool.

Yo, the nineties seem shut.
I really am dog, look, this fat bitch keep chasing me
trying to give me her number.
Aw, man, you probably led her on.
I just bought her a beer.
I saw her rubbin' on your head while she was wiping your tears.
I admit, I was high, but you ain't see me cryin.'
Man, you lyin' and your blowin' my high, just stop denying it.
Well, at least some one in bar is as 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.
Just glick the drink, hit the dark, do some drugs, go kill yourself.
Fuck you!
Well stop blowin' my buzz.

I'm at the front of the bar, by the lounge in the back.
With a shut on my arm while I'm downin' the 'yak.
Got the pills in my system floatin' around. Every time I
start drifting so I open they mind.
Yo, my ear been spit, licked and freetyled in.
I feeling I'm goin' deaf like most senile men.
Only one good demo out of three thousand.
Yo, I aint gonna rap for you anyway, Peace out then, punk.
Aw right, Next nigger that bump me, I'm gonna do the
Humpty.
And elbow bitches til' everybody jump me.

(Conversation)

Yo, want up with you man? Why you kep on bumping me?
Whats up fool!
Fuck you, punk!
Its on, fool! Its on!

Blow my buzz.
Do what you want to just don't blow my buzz.
And I'm gon' sit here and just grow my drugs. Smokin.'
And if you talk I'm going to fuck you up. Slap the shit
Just don't say shit and we'll be cool.

We'll be cool, we'll be cool if you don't talk while I'm
trying to smoke my weed, smoke my weed. I'm trying to
drink w/ my nigga, just shut the fuck up while I'm trying
to get blown. Spittin' to me some hos.

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