Mr. Porter - Blow My Buzz lyrics

[Intro: Swifty McVay] Hmm, yeah This just one of them days when yo' a** just wanna chill out And motherf**ers be all in yo' ear and sh**, yknowhatI'msayin? Or that nagging b**h, that just like to hear herself talk Blowing all yo' high away Now that's some f**ed up sh**, heh But it happens, yknowhatI'msayin? Yo [Eminem] Yo yo yo yo Schizophrenia, how many of ya got it? How many motherf**ers can say they psychotic? How many motherf**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 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's it gotcha thinking the whole world is watching 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 f** with me when I'm doing my d** You see me in the club don't come f**ing my high up and [Hook: Eminem/Kon Artis] Blow, my, buzz Do what you want to just don't blow, my, buzz (Do what you want to) And I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my, d** (Smoke my weeeeed) And if you talk I'm gonna f**, you, up (I might just whoop yo' a**) Just don't say sh** and we'll be cool [Bizarre] {*ding dong*} b**h let me in the house (Avon?) No, I just came to eat your mother out It's the big guy, doing a bu*terfly to the ground (go 'head!) [Eminem] Bizarre sit yo' nasty a** down! [Bizarre] I spot this fat b**h from across the room Now s** my dick while your boyfriend's in the bathroom (yea yea!) 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 f**ed up Open your nasty-a** legs up (yeah you who*e) b**hes I'm catching, blunts I'm matching Don't call me Bizarre, I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson [Swift] Who the f** is this guy, why the hell you in my presence? It'd be cool if you was asking me some reasonable questions But you on some bullsh** n***a, this yo' last beer (f'real) Get the f** off my dick and tell yo' b**h to bring here a** here I kick a ho out without giving her cabfare And leave her barefooted just for nagging in my damn ear When I'm out eating, you f*gs'll interfere They don't go until I let 'em know a mag' is sitting here I get drunk and I smoke weed, whatcho' a** wanna hear? I didn't answer you clear, I met Manson this year okay? You want some yay? I'll front yo' a** a play But other than that, get the hell out my face Because you n***as trying to [Hook 2: Kon Artis] (adlibbing) Blow, my, buzz (heeeeeeey) Do what you want to just don't blow, my, buzz (I'm gonna sit here) And I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my, d** (hmmmmmm) And if you talk I'm gonna f**, you, up (Shut yo' damn mouth!) Just don't say sh** and we'll be cool [Kuniva and Kon Artis] [Kuniva] Yo, Denaun you seem shook [Kon Artis] I really am dawg - look! This fat b**h keep chasing me trying to give me the nook [Kuniva] Aww, man you probably lead her on [Kon Artis] I just bought her a beer! [Kuniva] I saw her rubbing on your head while she was wiping your tears [Kon Artis] I admit, I was high, but you ain't seen me crying [Kuniva] n***a, you lying, and you blowing my high, just stop denying it [Kon Artis] Well at least somebody in this bar is, this big b**h did The ultimate by saying she wanted to have my kids [Kuniva] Look man you grown, just leave me alone, I'm in the zone Call it a night, get stoned, and take that fat s*ut home Just drink the drink, hit the dank, do some d** Go k** yourself [Kon Artis] f** you! [Kuniva] Well, stop blowing my buzz! [Proof] I'm at the front of the bar by the lounge in the back With a s*ut on my arm while I'm downing the 'gnac Got the pills in my system, floating around Every time I start drifting, someone open they mouth Yo my ear been spit licked and freestyled in I think I'm going def like most senile men Only one good demo out of three thousand (Yo I ain't wanna rap for you anyway) A'ight, peace out then! Next n***a that bump me, I'mma do the Humpty And elbow b**hes, 'til everybody jump me (Yo man wha**up wit you man why you keep bumpin me and sh**) Wha**up fool? f** you punk! (Motherf**er, the f**? It's on fool it's on! Wha**up then n***a?) [Hook 3: Kon Artis] (adlibbing) Blow, my, buzz (heeeeeeeeeeey) Do what you want to just don't blow, my, buzz (Do what you want to) And I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my, d** (Smokin', Rollin', on and On...) And if you talk I'm gonna f**, you, up (Slap the sh** out you!!) Just don't say sh** and we'll be cool [Outro: Kon Artis] We'll be cool We'll be cool if you don't talk while I'm just trying to smoke my weed Smoke my weed I'm trying to drink with my n***as; just shut the f** up While I'm just trying to get blowed Spitting to me some mo'.. (hehehe)