Luyện nghe bài hát Blow My Buzz

[swifty
Hmm,
This one of them days when yo' ass just wanna chill out
And be all in yo' ear and shit, yknowhati'msayin?
Or that naggin bitch, that just like to hear talk
Blowin all yo' away
Now some fucked up shit, heh
But it happens, yo

Yo yo yo yo
Schizophrenia, how of ya got it?
How many motherfuckers can say they
How many motherfuckers can say they brain from pot?
You got it I got it or not?
If you did, you know just what I'm talkin bout
When tongue's rottin out from cotton-mouth
you end up becomin so dependent on weed
That you end up spendin a g in the machine
You got the munchies, look at you, food junkie
chips and lunch meat, up in the front seat
Sometimes you can get so from ganja
That's it thinkin the whole world is watchin ya
Or maybe you don't smoke, you just roll
But whatever your yo, go for the gusto
Just don't, come fuck with me I'm doin my drugs
You see me in the don't come fuckin my high up and

[chorus:
Blow, my,
You want to to just don't blow, my, buzz
(do you want to) and I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my, drugs
(smoke my weeeeed) and if you I'm gonna fuck, you, up
(I might whoop yo' ass) just don't say shit and we'll be cool

[ding dong] bitch let me in the (avon? )
No, I just came to eat your out
It's the big guy, a butterfly to the ground (go 'head!)

[eminem] bizarre sit yo' nasty ass

I spot this fat bitch from the room
Now my dick while your boyfriend's in the bathroom (yea yea!)
My is pink, lookin for a sink
And worry bout what I put in your drink
It's a date-rape drug, ten minutes you'll be fucked up
Open your nasty-ass up (yeah you whore)
Bitches I'm catchin, I'm matchin
Don't me bizarre, I'm the reverand jesse jackson

[swifty
Who the fuck is this guy, why the you in my presence?
It'd be cool if you was askin me some questions
But you on bullshit nigga, this yo' last beer (f'real)
Get the fuck off my dick and tell yo' to bring here ass here
I kick a hoe out without givin her
And leave her just for naggin in my damn ear
When I'm out eatin, you interfere
don't go until I let 'em know a mag' is sittin here
I get drunk and I smoke weed, whatcho' ass hear?
I answer you clear, I met manson this year okay?
You want some yea? I'll yo' ass a play
But than that, get the hell out my face
Because you tryin to

w/ variations]

[kun] yo you seem shook
[kon] I am dawg look
This fat bitch keep chasin me tryin to me the nook
[kun] aww man you lead her on
[kon] I just her a beer!
[kun] I saw her rubbin on your head she was wipin your tears
[kon] I admit, I was high, but you ain't seen me
[kun] nigga you lyin, and you blowin my high, just denyin it
[kon] well at least in this bar is, this big bitch did
The ultimate by sayin she wanted to have my
[kun] look man you grown, just me alone, I'm in the zone
Call it a night, get stoned, and that fat slut home
Just drink the drink, hit the dank, do drugs
Go kill
fuck you!
[kun] well stop my buzz!

I'm at the front of the bar by the in the back
With a slut on my arm I'm downin the 'gnac
Got the pills in my system, around
Everytime I start driftin, someone open mouth
Yo my ear been licked and freestyled in
I think I'm goin def old senile men
Only one good demo out of three
(yo I wanna rap for you anyway, so keep talkin)
Next nigga that bump me, i'ma do the
And bitches, 'til everybody jump me

(yo man whassup wit you man why you bumpin me and shit)
fool? fuck you punk!
(motherfucker, the fuck? it's on fool it's on! whassup then )

[chorus w/

We'll be
We'll be cool if you don't talk while I'm just tryin to smoke my
my weed..
I'm tryin to drink my niggaz; just shut the fuck up
While I'm just to get blowed
to me some mo'.. (hehehe)

I'll see you at eight,