[Eminem] Schizophrenia How many of you got it? How many motherf**kers can say they psychotic? How many motherf**kers 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 grow But whatever your drugs, yo Go for the gusto Just don't Come f**k with me when I'm doing my drugs You see me in the club don't come f**king my high up and
[Chorus] Blow my buzz Do what you want to just don't Blow my buzz Then I'm gonna sit here and Roll my drugs And if you talk I'm gonna f**k you up And don't say s**t and we'll be cool
[Bizarre] b***h let me in the house (Ay Von?) Naw, just came to each 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 b***h from across the room Now suck my d*ck 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 f**ked up Open your nasty ass legs up (ya you whore) b***hes I'm catching Blunts I'm matching Don't call me Bizarre I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson
[Swifty] Who the f**k 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 bulls**t nigga This your last beer (for real) Get the f**k off my d*ck And tell your b***h to bring her ass here I kick a hoe out Without giving a cat fear (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 lle'? 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 b***h keep chasing me Trying to give me the nook' Ah man, you probably led her on I just bought her a beer I saw her rubbing on your ear 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 b***h did The ultimate by saying she wanted to have my kid Look man, you grown 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 quit the drank Hit the dank Do some drugs (man) Go kill yourself f**k 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 Mos 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 b***hes Till everybody jump me
ChorusTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
