VACUUM

That buzz bud's good stuff

I don't think I can get enough

I'm so high, I can't feel my feet I'm paranoid

Everybody's looking at me, talking to myself

Insane, that's how I felt, laying on the couch with a blunt in my mouth

Went to the club and found a ho that's really stout

Go get a room, smoking on a pound

I'm about to graduate, when I bust my nuts

When I get some cap and gown

Went to the bathroom, looked in the mirror now I'm scared cause my eyes are bloodshot red

I'm disturbed, full of herb, fuck with me I'll peel yo cap and leave yo ass on the curb

I'm Mack Daddy Ju, feeling loose

When I'm full of indo, head be spinning like Beetle juice

I'm a project born, psychopathic lunatic from Tennessee

That buzz bud's good stuff

I don't think I can get enough

I'm so high, I can't feel my feet I'm paranoid

That buzz bud's good stuff

I don't think I can get enough

I'm so high, I can't feel my feet I'm paranoid

That buzz bud's good stuff

I don't think I can get enough

I'm so high, I can't feel my feet I'm paranoid

That buzz bud's good stuff

I don't think I can get enough

I'm so high, I can't feel my feet I'm paranoid

Me, Zirk, Kilo G, Criminal Manne and DJ Squeeky

We smokin blunts, havin fun at the club, high from bud

So fucked up, clownin drownin in some yac

Smokin sacks it's 1995, a **** like me still get high

Off that chronic junt I'm acting crazy, dazing, people hate me

When I'm full of fuckin skunk, smoking blunts until I'm scared

In the head, almost dead at the fuckin med

If I die and go to hell, I won't cry and try to run

I'll pull out a nice day sack, roll up a blunt and give the devil a muthafuckin shotgun

We'll be laughin chokin jokin doin lots of evil shit

And get a fine ass demon bitch to suck our fuckin dick

But I'm still alive, every day I be high and kickin