笨小笨Buzzin’歌词由Patris Gordon演唱，出自专辑《Break the Monotony (Explicit)》，下面是《Buzzin’》完整版歌词！
Buzzin’歌词完整版
I'm on it, trying to perfect my rhyme flow, see you got it/
But practice doesn't make it great if you gon stop it/
Theres no logic when i listen to these rappers nowadays/
Spittin like they eating burgers, rhyming as if it's just a phrase/
They're not brave, step into the light from their man caves/
In the studio with these audio waves and feeling like oh my days/
Next door i could hear a rapper working on his song/
I didn't like it, reminded me of a dude who liked thongs/
Should i chill, or let the reverberations hold still/
As my body and my mind cant understand the deal/
The way these kids make music, see I don't choose it/
Master the technique and abuse it, yep, gonna lose it/
Should i do a carbon copy or do i keep it true/
Even though i'm too old to escape the mental zoo/
I see you, but i'm trying to pretend like its nothing/
I tell you something, pass me a drink i think I'm buzzing
I'm on it, trying to perfect my rhyme flow, see you got it/
Now this kid rapper is telling me if i really want it/
He acts fast, like sonic, but i need some tonic/
A bit of gin to win this race of rhymes, going toxic/
Or so i thought this rap sport isn't for the frail minds/
It's really for the loud mouths that don't know how to resign/
Give me a toke, some more alkie, i need to get lifted/
Now the landscape has moved and the quality's shifted/
Can my old flow, keep up with this mumble rap/
And can this mumble rap live into the social trap/
No holding back so i go in, i'm rollin/
Lyrical style like a slogan, no Joe Rogan/
Will I ever Spotifry your brain like you're insane /
Trying to reach the borderline of playing this music game/
But I'm struggling like I'm lame, see the membrane/
Isn't filled with creativity only inner pain/but i...
I'm on it, trying to perfect my rhyme flow, see you got it/
...The quest to keep going but really should I stop it/
Nobody wants it, but it seems everyone's getting it/
Cos once you've got the bug it feels you can't get rid of it/
One day I'll sit in it, reflect culture that's driven it/
My personality doesn't withstand the person living it/
I'm still ripping it, but not like youngers kicking it/
You say I can flip it, remix it and get jiggy with it/
Nah, not mr. smith or even fresh princing it/
Or remember that song when his daughter was hair whipping it/
Music is like blemish or some other sad fetish/
That goes back and forth opposing sides like tennis/
I'll never get it if the beat doesn't stop or finish/
I may relax, sit back and just swig a guiness/
Some come witness the inadequacy of a man British/
Lifestyle, rhyme style but still can't distinguish /
