Eminem - Under The Influence Lyrics

Eminem - Under The Influence Video

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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

 

Eminem

Two pills I pop till my pupils swell up like two pennies

I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-20's

A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of hisass

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 Vicodin pills bitin' him

I'm like a fucking wasp in the hospital, lost

Stingin the fuck out of everything I come across in the halls

 

I light a candle and place it up on the mantle

Grab a knife by the blade and stab you with the fucking handle

So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds hurtin'

(Bitch it's too late)

'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains

 

Swift

I'm an instigator, three-eighty slug penetrator

Degrading, creatin' murders to kill haters

Accused for every crime known to the Equator

They knew I did it, for havin blood on my gators

 

My weed'll hit your chest like a double-barreled gaugean

I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face

With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remy

I do shit on purpose, You'll never hear me say forgive me

 

I'm snatchin every penny, it's gotta be that way, nigga face it

That weed I sold to you? Regate laced it

You had it, I'll make the President get a face-lift

Niggas just afraid, handin' me their bracelets

 

Chillin in the lab wasted

I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and Gin, and throw up on the mic

Don't like this rule, you get socked right on sight

And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

 

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, set my preacher on fire

Slash your tires, find out, thinkin they're mine

Plate's expired, so as soon as I'm hired, I'm fired

Jackin my dick off in a band of barbed wires

 

Hey, is Bizarre performing?

Bitch, didn't you read the flyer?

Special invited guest will be Richard Pryor

Aren't you a male dancer?

Naw bitch, I'm retired,

For fuckin a 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!)

(Reverse revolving of record)

 

I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin

It's gonna cost $300 dollars to get my pitbull 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

 

Proof

Ayo flashback

Two seats, too deep up in that asscrack

Weed laced with somethin, nigga pass that

In Amsterdam we only hang out with hashrats

 

At a Stop The Violence rally, I blast gats

Be it a mom or publishing, Get your ASCAP-ed

The Kuniva, divider Yo cash that

Run your motherfucking pockets ASAP

 

I don't need a platinum chain, Bitch, I'll snatch Shaq's

Born loser -- Half thief and half black

Bring your boys and your guns, and get laughed at

Bitch smack 'em, rich rappers get ejac-jacked

And found chopped up in a trash bag

 

Kuniva

We stranglin rappers to the point they can't yell

'Cause their crew is full of fags, sweeter than bake sales

Wreckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace

Cruisin and causin more trouble than nine hoodlums

 

I rattle your Adam's Apple until it crackles

Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you

Get executed, 'Cause I'm a looney

I got an adept mind, and it's polluted

I cock it back then shoot it

 

I love snatchin' up players, thugs, and young ballers

Shoot up they household, even the young toddlers

Brigades barricade to bring the noise

While the bullets break you bones up like Christmas toys

 

If I go solo, I'm doing a song with Bolo

A big Chinese nigga, screamin Kuniva yo-yo

I'll leave your 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 until 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 brains out of order

I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water

In cahoots with this nigga named Carisle Von

Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb

(Special delivery)

 

I'll sign to a local label for fun

Say I get cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run

Drive 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 the 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 some ones

Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough

 

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

 

Suck my motherfucking dick...

D12... Dirty motherfucking Dozen...

Assed you like a snake slut bitch with 30 fucking husbands...

Bizarre Kid... Swifty McVay... The Kon Artis... The Kuniva...

Derty Hairy... Haha, and Slim Shady...