Swifty:   Huh, yeah this's just one of those days when yo' ass just wanna chill out.   And motherfuckers be all in yo' where and shit...   And that naggin bitch, it's just like to hear herself talk...   Blowin all yo' high away. Yeah, that's some fucked up shit.   But it happens, youknowimsayin?   (Yeah, yeah)      [Eminem]   Schizophrenia   How many of you got it?   How many motherfuckers can say they psychotic?   How many motherfuckers 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 roll   But whatever your drugs, yo   Go for the gusto   Just don't   Come fuck with me when I'm doing my drugs   You see me in the club don't come fucking my high up and      [Chorus]   Blow my buzz   Do what you want to just don't   Blow my buzz   Then I'm gon' sit here and just   Roll my drugs   And if you talk I'm gonna   Fuck you up   Just don't say shit and we'll be cool      [Bizarre]   (doorbell)   Bitch let me in the house   (avon)   Naw, just came to eat 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 bitch from across the room   Now suck my dick 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 fucked up   Open your nasty ass legs up (ya you whore)   Bitches I'm catching   Blunts I'm matching   Don't call me Bizarre   I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson      [Swifty]   Who the fuck 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 bullshit nigga   This your last beer (for real)   Get the fuck off my dick   And tell your bitch to bring her ass here   I kick a hoe out   Without giving her cab fare (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 yay?   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 bitch keep chasing me   Trying to get me to nutt   Ah man, you probably led her on   I just bought her a beer   I saw her rubbing on your head   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 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 (take her ass home)   Just drink the drank   Hit the dank   Do some drugs (man)   Go kill yourself   Fuck 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 old 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 bitches   Till everybody jump me   (Yo man, what's up with you man? Why do you keep on bumpin me and shit   Fuck you! What's up man!? What's up!?)      Chorus      Outro:   We'll be cool   We'll be cool if you don't talk while I'm just tryna smoke my weed   Smoke my weed. I'm tryna drink with my niggas, just shut the fuck up   While i'm just tryin to get blown   Spitting to me some hoes