Buzzin'
It's the professional fuck up
Bitch I never had a sunny summer
Oh you wanna die, okay, take a number
Yes I am a bummer, dirty stunner, fuck ya mother
All I do is suffer, I shoulda died in the rubber
What doesn't murder makes you stronger, I never recovered
The trauma only made me wronger, just give me another
And even though the road is longer, the shit I discovered
Protects me against all the weapons that form
So wuddup, wuddup
I been up since the morn
6 A.M. round the time I was born
Don't remember the last time I slept but that's the norm
We don't sleep when we chase what we can't afford
My brain's gone, spirit is torn, my soul's worn
The rest of my body's still being operated on
Still Don't Give a Fuck, cuz I'm blurring the line
And I'm already dead bitch, I'm ahead of my time
So wuddup
I'm afraid there's no two ways about it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
You'll just have to learn to live without it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
Bitch I was spawned as a pawn in a big white storm
But the white devil couldn't fuck with my horns
Dawn on ya songs but we never respond
Made a few mistakes, but I never been wrong
Bitch I long for a green lawn and a big pond
Old school thoughts, now the boy is Vince Vaughn
Fought every cost, bank over withdrawn
Lost in the sauce, but the boy has been gone, wuddup
These days I'm in a battle with my evils
Oh you wanna die? Okay, ven conmigo
Fighting with my ego, I'm my biggest enemigo
I really hate myself more than any of these people
Bitch I'm weaponized
Already tired of my second life, desensitized
They televising all these genocides, you been advised
Just stay inside when the weapons rise, or paralyze
Bullets or fear for the exercise
Running from the truth, ooh yes at any loss
Womb to the tomb, made room for the cost
Doomed boondock move for the loot never floss
Fresh to my tube socks, rude to my boss
Look, who wanna shoot Ozz, you won't beat the odds
Bitch I'm not violent but you wouldn't beat the draw
Born from a sword, now ya know ya been warned
Loyal to the soil but you better not mourn
I got some evil thoughts I can't fend off, send off
Getting away with murder Ozz Orenthal, REDRUM
Contemplating self destruction, but this trigger won't budge
I just wanna melt in the mud, tough luck
Guess I gotta see it with the rest of y'all
Built a wall so high, I just wanna jump
Slump, punk, middle fingers up
Read between the lines hoe take another bump
Let it haunt ya, dive into everything that wronged ya
Let it eat ya insides up, let it conquer ya mood
Ooh, you know what to do
Ignorance is bliss you don't wanna know the truth
Bitch move, ooh, sippin out the glass
Legs worn out cuz we run from the past
Wanna change what we have, wanna keep what we grab
Love what you lost 'fore it's gone like that, wuddup
I'm afraid there's no two ways about it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
You'll just have to learn to live without it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
Bitch I never had a sunny summer
Oh you wanna die, okay, take a number
Yes I am a bummer, dirty stunner, fuck ya mother
All I do is suffer, I shoulda died in the rubber
What doesn't murder makes you stronger, I never recovered
The trauma only made me wronger, just give me another
And even though the road is longer, the shit I discovered
Protects me against all the weapons that form
So wuddup, wuddup
I been up since the morn
6 A.M. round the time I was born
Don't remember the last time I slept but that's the norm
We don't sleep when we chase what we can't afford
My brain's gone, spirit is torn, my soul's worn
The rest of my body's still being operated on
Still Don't Give a Fuck, cuz I'm blurring the line
And I'm already dead bitch, I'm ahead of my time
So wuddup
I'm afraid there's no two ways about it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
You'll just have to learn to live without it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
Bitch I was spawned as a pawn in a big white storm
But the white devil couldn't fuck with my horns
Dawn on ya songs but we never respond
Made a few mistakes, but I never been wrong
Bitch I long for a green lawn and a big pond
Old school thoughts, now the boy is Vince Vaughn
Fought every cost, bank over withdrawn
Lost in the sauce, but the boy has been gone, wuddup
These days I'm in a battle with my evils
Oh you wanna die? Okay, ven conmigo
Fighting with my ego, I'm my biggest enemigo
I really hate myself more than any of these people
Bitch I'm weaponized
Already tired of my second life, desensitized
They televising all these genocides, you been advised
Just stay inside when the weapons rise, or paralyze
Bullets or fear for the exercise
Running from the truth, ooh yes at any loss
Womb to the tomb, made room for the cost
Doomed boondock move for the loot never floss
Fresh to my tube socks, rude to my boss
Look, who wanna shoot Ozz, you won't beat the odds
Bitch I'm not violent but you wouldn't beat the draw
Born from a sword, now ya know ya been warned
Loyal to the soil but you better not mourn
I got some evil thoughts I can't fend off, send off
Getting away with murder Ozz Orenthal, REDRUM
Contemplating self destruction, but this trigger won't budge
I just wanna melt in the mud, tough luck
Guess I gotta see it with the rest of y'all
Built a wall so high, I just wanna jump
Slump, punk, middle fingers up
Read between the lines hoe take another bump
Let it haunt ya, dive into everything that wronged ya
Let it eat ya insides up, let it conquer ya mood
Ooh, you know what to do
Ignorance is bliss you don't wanna know the truth
Bitch move, ooh, sippin out the glass
Legs worn out cuz we run from the past
Wanna change what we have, wanna keep what we grab
Love what you lost 'fore it's gone like that, wuddup
I'm afraid there's no two ways about it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
You'll just have to learn to live without it
Wuddup wuddup wuddup, wuddup wuddup wuddup
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Writer(s): Ozzy Alfaro
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