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เพลง Under The Influence

อัลบั้ม The Marshall Mathers LP

ศิลปิน Eminem

01 ม.ค. 43

เนื้อเพลง Under The Influence

Translation

So you can suck my dick

If you don't like my sh*t

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 a** man with

A trash can strapped to the back of his a**

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 f**kin wasp

In the hospital lost

Stingin the f**k 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 f**kin handle

So when you find yourself

Wrapped up in the blinds hurtin

B**ch it's too late

Cause once you're

Hung from the drapes it's curtains

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 w**d'll hit yo' chest

Like a double barrel gauge an'

I'm a black grenade that'll

Blow up in yo' face

With a fifth in me when

I guzzle Remi I do sh*t on purpose

You never hear me say "Forgive me"

I'm snatchin every penny

- it gotta be that way ni**a face it

That w**d 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 sh*t

Cause I was high when

I wrote this so suck my dick

Cause I don't give a

F**k if you don't like my sh*t

Cause I was high when

I wrote this so suck my dick

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 )

B**ch didn't you read the flyer

Special invited guest

Will be Richard Pryor

(Aren't you a male dancer )

Nah b**ch I'm retired

F**kin your b**ch in

The a** 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 )

 

I'm f**kin anything when

I'm snortin

It's gonna cost 300 dollars

To get my pit bull an abortion

Some b**ch

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 b**ches is hoes

Even my stinkin a** mom

Aiyyo flashback two

Feets two deep up in that a** crack

W**d laced with somethin

Ni**a 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

Want your motherf**kin

Pockets ASAP

 

I don't need a platinum

Chain b**ch I snatch Shaq's

Born loser half theif

And half black

Bring your boys and your

Guns and get laughed at

B**ch smacker rich rappers

Get their Jag jacked

And found chopped up in a trash bag

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 ni**a

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

I used to tell cats I

Sold w**d 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

Ni**a 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

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 p**sy but a son of a gun

Got a reputation for

Havin niggaz runnin they funds

Used to be the type of

Ni**a that was foldin some one's

'Til I met your fat mama

Now I'm rollin in dough

So you can suck my dick

If you don't like my sh*t

Cause I was high when

I wrote this so suck my dick

Cause I don't give a

F**k if you don't like my sh*t

Cause I was high when

I wrote this so suck my dick

Haha suck my motherf**kin dick

 

D-12 Dirty motherf**kin Dousin

 

Nasty like a skank slut

B**ch with thirty f**kin husbands

 

Bizarre kid

 

Swifty McVeigh

 

The Kon Artis

 

The Kuniva

 

Dirty Harry

 

 

Haha and Slim Shady

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