Текст песни D-12 - Under The Influence, слова песни D-12

Текст песни D-12 - Under The Influence

D-12 - Under The Influence слова песни

[eminem]So you can suck my dick if you dont like, my shitCause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha!Two pills I pop, til my pupils swell up like two penniesIm clint eastwood in his mid-twentiesA young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his assSo the rats cant chew through his last pantsIm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightningFrightened with five little white vicadin pills bitin himIm like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lostStingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the hallsI light a candle and place it up on the mantleGrab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handleSo when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin[swifty] bitch its too late[eminem] cause once youre hung from the drapes, its curtains[swifty]Im an instigator, .380 slug penetratorDegradin, creatin murders to kill hatersAccused for every crime known through the equatorThey knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my gatorsMy weedll hit yo chest like a double barrel gauge anIm a black grenade thatll blow up in yo face [blam]With a fifth in me, when I guzzle remi I do shit on purposeYou never hear me say, "forgive me"Im snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face itThat weed I sold to you, brigade laced itYou hidin, I make the president get a faceliftNiggaz just afraid, handin me they braceletsChillin in the lab wastedIm the type thatll drink kahlua and gin - throw up on the micYour life is ruined, you get socked right on siteAnd even at the million man march, we gon fight[chorus: (eminem)]So you can suck my dick if you dont like, my shitCause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dickCause I dont give a fuck if you dont like, my shitCause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick[bizarre]Im a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on fireSlashin your tires, flyin down fenkel and meyersPlates expired, soon as Im hired, Im firedJackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire(hey, is bizarre performing? ) bitch didnt you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be, richard pryor(arent you a male dancer? ) nah bitch, Im retiredFuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire ironIm ripped, Im on an acid tripMy djs 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]Im fuckin anything when Im snortinIts gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion[dog whines] some bitch asked for my autographI called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughedI drop bombs like I was in vietnamAll bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom[proof]Ayo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crackWeed laced with somethin [gun cocks] nigga pass thatIn amsterdam we only hang out with hash ratsAt a stop the violence rally, I blast gatsBe your mom on publishin, get your ascap-pedThe kuniva, divide up your cash stackRun your motherfuckin pockets, asapI dont need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch shaqsBorn loser, half theif and half blackBring your boys and your guns and get laughed atBitch smacker, rich rappers get they jag jackedAnd found chopped up in a trash bag[kuniva]We stranglin rappers until the point they cant yellCause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake salesReckless, come from behind and snatch your necklaceGruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlumsI grapple your adams apple until it crackleRun right past you, turn around, grab you and stab youGet executed, cuz Im a "luni"I got a "yukmouth" and its pollutedI cock it back then shoot itI love snatchin up players thugs and young ballersShoot up the household, even the young toddlersBrigade barricade to bring the noiseWhile the bullets break your bones up like christmas toysIf I go solo, Im doin a song with boloA big chinese nigga, screamin "kuniva yo yo.."I leave ya face leakin, run up in churchAnd smack the preacher while hes preachinTake a swing at the deacon[kon artis]I used to tell cats I sold weed and weightI was straight til I got caught sellin em shakeIm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rentI got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tentWith the superintendents daughter, my brains out of orderIve been a kon artis since I was swimmin in waterIn cahoots with this nigga named carlisle vonWho got fired from ups for tryin to send you a bomb(special delivery!) I signed to a local label for funSay I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and runDriveby you in the rain while you carry your sonCall your house and hang up on you for not givin me noneBorn straight up out a pussy but a son of a gunGot a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they fundsUsed to be the type of nigga that was foldin some onestil I met your fat mama, now Im rollin in dough[chorus][eminem]Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dickD-12.. dirty motherfuckin dozenNasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbandsBizarre kidSwifty mcveighThe kon artisThe kunivaDirty harryHaha, and slim shady..

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Under The Influence

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