Where Da Bud At

[Intro: Lord Infamous]
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-
Whe-where the bud at? Where the-

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Sometimes I just wonder
Why come I commit all these murders when full of the ganja?
I smoke at the sack
And I load up the full metal jacket like I'm in a trauma
Drama, the drama begins to blow up, I'm corrupt off the onion
Indo blunts, light buds, when I light up the fuse
I light niggas in dungeons
That I place with the nina, the nina
I roll up a bl'izz'unt as big as my finger
Watch as I choke off the spliff, and rip up niggas like wars in Korea
Chief on the reefer that come from a hundred acres down in Panama
When the smoke fills my jaws, I wanna kill bitches with chainsaws
Dog, I close the doors, the windows, and get lost in the fog
The smoke is so thick in my room, I can't even see the fuckin' walls
Chase it down with a 64 ounce of beer everyday as a sequel
Then I want to go and murder some bitches with a 50 caliber Desert 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 budsack, bitch

[Hook: Lord Infamous]
C-c-crazy off the bud sac, crazy off the bud sac
Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac
Crazy off the bud sac, crazy off the bud sac
Scare-Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac
Crazy off the bud, crazy off the bud
C-c-c-c-crazy off the bud, crazy off the bud (Scarecrow)
C-c-c-c-crazy off the bud, crazy off the buds (Scarecrow)
C-c-c-c-crazy off the bud sac, crazy off the bud sac

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
As I chief up on a 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 the 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 dope
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 fuckin' area, 'cause I'm so sinister with the street sweeper
Deeper, I'm deeper than Devils that drill in the depths of Hades
Maybe I'm hazy, the h'izz'ay has gotten me crazy
I'm dazing, I'm dazing, oh, it's so amazing
Spray these zaggin' glazin' ganja b'izz'itches, p'izz'ays me
Cock back the gat, then I lay down a few sheet
Pack the zig zags, no love jack, nigga where da budsack?