01/12/06 Chillinbuzz is a good homie of mine from the site DMusic.com. A collab. between us has been talked about many times... Well, after 2 years of makin' him wait, here it is.
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Story behind the song
Chillinbuzz:
http://chillinbuzz.dmusic.com
Lyrics
Verse I:
Kids never get in my face, they back down
It’s my town, they know in this bitch I hold crown
And when I’m backed by Buzz it must be the sound
Cause everybody scrambles like Feds were around
Please, take the children away it gets ugly
When lames try to come at my name like they Bugsy
But ain’t packin’ Lucky on their back, so where’s it leave’em at?
Face flat with an axe in their back
If you try to attack, it better be an act
Cause every time I react someone’s head goes splat!
Then back to a sick shadow you can’t see me
It’s D-Z not with a K man… Easy!
Don’t get the bosses twisted, that’ll get your dome lifted
Spinal cord from your body missing
Listen it’s your fam who’s gotta live to know it
But for me, it’s nothin’ but another wasted moment
Verse II:
I’m sick and I get in your veins like snake bites
Like vampires, sleep in the day, awake nights
I top heights, constantly changing like stop lights
All I hear is talkin’, you’ll never bite but dogs might
Wanna scrap, wanna get into some trash
You’re the kind to sit on your ass and hope it pass
And you’ll get blasted, or maybe get smashed up old fashioned
Bats and fists givin’ your face a good bashin’
I’m laughin’, I see these cats all around me
Surrounded by so many fags, I quit countin’
Why you think, every month, I’m in a new county?
Now you’ll understand why I’m murderous yet astounding
I told you, never doubt me, you never know
When C-4 is under my jacket, about to blow
At any given moment, homies condone it
They walk away while everything behind’em is exploding
Chorus:
Time, I listen as it ticks and it tocks
I try to contain it inside watches and clocks
But it whizzes right by, and I never can hold it
You hear that? That’s the sound of a wasted moment
Verse III:
Crumble the buildings, demolish the bridges
Teachin’ people, first hand, how to sleep with the fishes
Shit, even the Taliban is callin’ me vicious
Performing acts makin’ the Donner party look like bitches
Most people like me and call me a nice guy
But I never let’em close enough to see me real side
Cause inside, I’m eatin’ away, burnin’ alive
Like the sun I’ll leave you blinded for lookin’ into my eyes
If I could paint a picture of all my life sorrows
I guarantee you’d commit suicide before tomorrow
But we ain’t want that, so I leave it on the wax
But even then I’m known to give the weak heart attacks
So I’m stuck, my love for music’s so deep
That I’d sell my first born just to cop a new beat
If you could make insanity, the factory, I’d own it
Two words to describe my life: wasted moment
Chorus