Eminem Lyrics
"Under
The Influence"
(feat. D-12)
[Eminem]
Translation
So
you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
Cause I was high when I wrote
this so suck, my dick - ha ha!
Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like
two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A young ass man with
a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
so the rats can't chew through
his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning
Frightened
with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him
I'm like a fuckin wasp in the
hospital lost
Stingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I
light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and
stab you with the fuckin handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the
blinds, hurtin
[Swifty] Bitch it's too late
[Eminem] Cause once you're hung
from the drapes, it's curtains
[Swifty]
I'm an
instigator, .380 slug penetrator
Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters
Accused
for every crime known through the equator
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin
blood on my 'gators
My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'
I'm
a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face [*BLAM*]
With a fifth in me, when
I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You never hear me say, "Forgive me"
I'm
snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold
to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin, I make the president get a facelift
Niggaz
just afraid, handin me they bracelets
Chillin in the lab wasted
I'm the
type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic
Your life is ruined,
you get socked right on site
And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight
[Chorus:
Eminem]
So you can suck my dick if you don't like,
my shit
Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
Cause I don't
give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
Cause I was high when I wrote this so
suck, my dick
[Bizarre]
I'm a compulsive liar,
settin my preacher on fire
Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and Meyers
Plates
expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed
wire
(Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer?
Special
invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch,
I'm retired
Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm
on an acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip.. [*needle pops*]
Lettin
the record skip.. [*needle pops*]
Lettin the record skip.. [*needle pops*]
(Damn!)
[*DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on beat*]
I'm fuckin
anything when I'm snortin
It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an
abortion
[*dog whines*] Some bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a
whore, spit beer in her face and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
All
bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom
[Proof]
Aiyyo
flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack
Weed laced with somethin
[*gun cocks*] nigga pass that
In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats
At
a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats
Be your mom on publishin, get your
ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
Run your motherfuckin pockets,
ASAP
I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, half
theif and half black
Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch
smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked
and found chopped up in a trash bag
[Kuniva]
We
stranglin rappers until the point they can't yell
cause they crew is full of
fags and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, come from behind and snatch your
necklace
Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums
I grapple
your adam's apple until it crackle
Run right past you, turn around, grab you
and stab you
Get executed, cuz I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth"
and it's polluted
I cock it back then shoot it
I love snatchin up players
thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
Brigade
barricade to bring the noise
While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas
toys
If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, screamin
"Kuniva yo yo.."
I leave ya face leakin, run up in church
and
smack the preacher while he's preachin
Take a swing at the deacon
[Kon
Artis]
I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight 'til I
got caught sellin em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
I
got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent
with the superintendent's
daughter, my brain's out of order
I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin
in water
In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von
who got fired from
UPS for tryin to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!) I signed to a local label
for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run
Driveby
you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you
for not givin me none
Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got
a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they funds
Used to be the type of nigga
that was foldin some one's
'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
Haha..
suck my motherfuckin dick
D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen
Nasty like a stank
slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands
Bizarre kid
Swifty McVeigh
The
Kon Artis
The Kuniva
Dirty Harry
Haha, and Slim Shady..
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