Where Da Bud At? (Crazy Off Da Budsack)

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 chopper Drop in, the drama begins to blow up Indo blunts like then I let off the fuse for all the niggas 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 niggas 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 kill bitches 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 fucking walls Chase it down with a 6-4 ounce of beer everyday as a sequel Then I want to go and murder some bitches with a 50 caliber that's an eagle Deeper, steeper, damn i'm full of reefer, peep the creeper, I don't like you neither Nigga, know you got that shit, fool, where the shit 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 nigga, he is tryin to creep, on me, Lord Infamous Call me the Scarecrow, ammo full clip unload, this nigga 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, fuck up your shit with panic off the blinker Evacuate the fucking 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 shit is gettin me crazy I'm dazing I'm blazing, always so amazing Spray these sagging glazing ---------------- Cock back the gat, then I lay down a few (sheets?) pack a few zig zags Look jack, nigga where the bud sac? [hook till end]