Текст песни Eminem - Under The Influence
Eminem - Under The Influence слова песни
Текст песни Eminem - Under The Influence
[Eminem] *talkin' gibberish* Translation So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick Two pills I pop 'til my pupils swell up like 2 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 5 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] It's just too late [Eminem] Cuz once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains [Swifty McBay] I'm an instigator, 380 slug penetrator Degrading, creating murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known thru the equator They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators My weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face Wit 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 high and I make the president get a face lift Niggas 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 1 - [Eminem] Son, you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick Cuz I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick [Bizarre] I'm a compulsive liar, set my preacher on fire Slash your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin' my dick off in the bed of barb wire (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch, can't you read the flyer? Special invited guest would 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 Lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip (Damn!) *DJ scratches* I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin' It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my Pit Bull an abortion 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 [Kuniva] Ay-yo flashback, 2 seats, 2deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin', nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats Be your momma publishin', get your ass capped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Raid 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 their Jag jacked And found chopped up in a trash bag [Dirty Harry] Stranglin' rappers to the point they can't yell Cuz 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 9 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 looney I got a yuck mouth and it's polluted I cock it back then shoot it I love snatchin' up playas, thugs and young ballas Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers Brigades 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 Polo A big Chinese nigga, screamin' ? 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 [The Kon Artis] I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight I was straight until I got caught sellin' em shaped 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 con artist since I was swimmin' in water In cahoots with this nigga named Fall Out 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 Ride by 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' niggas run up they funds Used to be the type of nigga that was full of someone's 'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough Repeat 1 [Eminem - Outro] Suck my motherfuckin' dick D-12 Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen Nasty like a stank slut bitch with 30 fuckin' husbands Bizarre kid Swifty McBay The Kon Artis The Kuniva Dirty Harry Haha, and Slim Shady