Three 6 Mafia - Where Da Bud At? (Crazy Off Da Budsack) lyrics

Sometimes I just wonder how come I commit all these murders when full of the ganja I smoke up the second, I load up the full metal jacket Like I'm in a trauma Drama, the drama begins to blow up Indo blunts like then I let off the fuse for all the n***as with doctors Then I post with the nina, the nina, I roll up a blizzunt as thick as my finger Watch as I choke off this spliff and rip them n***as like wars in Korea Chief of the reefer, the cause of a hundred acres down in panama When the smoke fills my jaws I wanna k** b**hes with chainsaws Doc, I close the doors and windows and get lost in the fog The smoke is so thick in my room I can't even see the f**ing walls Chase it down with a 6-4 ounce of beer everyday as a sequel Then I want to go and murder some b**hes with a 50 caliber Desert Eagle Deeper, steeper, damn i'm full of reefer, peep the creeper, I don't like you neither n***a, know you got that sh**, fool, where the sh** at? Scarecrow, I get so crazy off the bud sac [hook] Crazy off the bud sac Scarecrow, I get so crazy off the bud sac As I chief up on the leaf, a swisher sweet I see this n***a, he is tryin to creep, on me, Lord Infamous Call me the Scarecrow, ammo full clip unload, this n***a smoked Now he gone, didn't believe this song, I shoot that tone It goes on, and on and on, and on and on (I'm the zone?), my mind it floats, off indo blow Ain't no hope as I peep through the scope, with the bud in my throat So it's lit, f** up your sh** with panic off the blinker Evacuate the f**ing area cause I'm so sinister with the street sweeper Deeper, I'm deeper than devils that drill in the depths of Haiti Maybe I'm hazy but this sh** is gettin me crazy I'm dazing I'm blazing, always so amazing Spray these sagging glazing ---------------- co*k back the gat, then I lay down a few (sheets?) pack a few zig zags Look jack, n***a where the bud sac? [hook till end]