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D12 : Blow My Buzz lyrics

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D12 lyrics : "Blow My Buzz"

[Swifty McVay]
Hmm, yeah
This just one of them days when yo' $$# just wanna chill out

and mother$#&@ers be all in yo' ear and %#@!,
yknowhatI'msayin?
Or that naggin (*##$, that just like to hear herself talk

blowin all yo' high away
Now that's some $#&@ed up %#@!, heh
but it happens, yknowhatI'msayin? Yo


[Eminem]
Yo yo yo yo

Schizophrenia, how many of ya got it?
How many mother$#&@ers can say they psychotic?
How many mother$#&@ers can say they brain dry-rotted from

pot?
You got it like I got it or not?
If you did, you would know just what I'm talkin bout

When your tongue's rottin out from cotton-mouth
When you end up becomin so dependent on weed
that you end up spendin a G in the vendin 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's it gotcha thinkin the whole world is watchin ya
Or maybe you don't smoke, maybe you just roll
But whatever your drug's yo, go for the gusto

Just don't, come $#&@ with me when I'm doin my drugs
You see me in the club don't come $#&@in my high up and


[Chorus: D-12]
Blow, my, buzz
You want to want to just don't blow, my, buzz

(Do what you want to) And I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my,
drugs
(Smoke my weeeeed) And if you talk I'm gonna $#&@, you, up

(I might just whoop yo' $$#) Just don't say %#@! and we'll be
cool


[Bizarre]
[ding dong] (*##$ let me in the house (Avon?)
No, I just came to eat your mother out

It's the big guy, doin a butterfly to the ground (go 'head!)

[Eminem] Bizarre sit yo' nasty $$# down


[Bizarre]
I spot this fat (*##$ from across the room

Now suck my dick while your boyfriend's in the bathroom (yea
yea!)
My face is pink, lookin 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 $#&@ed up
Open your nasty-ass legs up (yeah you [email protected]^%)

(*##$es I'm catchin, blunts I'm matchin
Don't call me Bizarre, I'm the Reverand Jesse Jackson


[Swifty McVay]
Who the $#&@ is this guy, why the hell you in my presence?
It'd be cool if you was askin me some reasonable questions

But you on some bull%#@! ^!$$%, this yo' last beer (f'real)
Get the $#&@ off my dick and tell yo' (*##$ to bring here $$#
here

I kick a hoe out without givin her cabfare
And leave her barefooted just for naggin in my damn ear
When I'm out eatin, you [email protected]$)s'll interfere

They don't go until I let 'em know a mag' is sittin here
I get drunk and I smoke weed, whatcho' $$# wanna hear?
I didn't answer you clear, I met Manson this year okay?

You want some yea? I'll front yo' $$# a play
But other than that, get the hell out my face
Because you ^!$$%z tryin to


[Chorus w/ variations]


[Kun] Yo Denaun you seem shook
[Kon] I really am dawg look
This fat (*##$ keep chasin me tryin to give me the nook
[Kun] Aww man you probably lead her on
[Kon] I just bought her a beer!

[Kun] I saw her rubbin on your head while she was wipin your
tears
[Kon] I admit, I was high, but you ain't seen me cryin
[Kun] ^!$$% you lyin, and you blowin my high, just stop denyin
it

[Kon] Well at least somebody in this bar is, this big (*##$
did
the ultimate by sayin she wanted to have my kids
[Kun] Look man you grown, just leave me alone, I'm in the
zone

Call it a night, get stoned, and take that fat [email protected]#% home
Just drink the drink, hit the dank, do some drugs
Go kill yourself
[Kon] $#&@ you!
[Kun] Well stop blowin my buzz!


[Proof]
I'm at the front of the bar by the lounge in the back
with a [email protected]#% on my arm while I'm downin the 'gnac
Got the pills in my system, floatin around
Everytime I start driftin, someone open they mouth

Yo my ear been spit licked and freestyled in
I think I'm goin def like old senile men
Only one good demo out of three thousand
(Yo I ain't wanna rap for you anyway, so keep talkin)
Next ^!$$% that bump me, I'ma do the Humpty
and elbow (*##$es, 'til everybody jump me


(Yo man whassup wit you man why you keep bumpin me and %#@!)
Whassup fool? $#&@ you punk!
(Mother$#&@er, the $#&@? It's on fool it's on! Whassup then
^!$$%?)

[Chorus w/ variations]


We'll be cool
We'll be cool if you don't talk while I'm just tryin to smoke my
weed
Smoke my weed..
I'm tryin to drink with my ^!$$%z; just shut the $#&@ up
while I'm just tryin to get blowed
Spittin to me some mo'.. (hehehe)

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