Under The Influence

演唱者：Eminem / D12

专辑：The Marshall Mathers LP

    作词 : Marshall Mathers/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Ondre Moore/Von Carlisle/Denaun Porter/Mark Bass/Jeff Bass

    作曲 : Marshall Mathers/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Ondre Moore/Von Carlisle/Denaun Porter/Mark Bass/Jeff Bass

    作词 : Carlisle, Holton, Johnson ...

    So you can suck my **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    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 ****in'wasp in the hospital lost

    Stingin'the **** 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 ****in'handle

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

    ***** it's too late

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

    I'm an instigator 380slug penetrator

    Degradin'creatin'murders to kill haters

    Accused for every crime known through the equator

    They knew I did it 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

    *****z 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

    So you can suck my **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    'Cause I don't give a **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    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 **** off in a bed of barbed wire

    Hey is bizarre performing

    ***** didn't you read the flyer

    Special invited guest will be richard pryor

    Aren't you a male dancer

    Nah ***** I'm retired

    ****in'your ***** 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 ****in'anything when I'm snortin'

    It's gonna cost 300dollars to get my pit bull an abortion

    Some ***** 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 *****es is hoes even my stinkin'a**mom

    Aiyyo flashback two feets two deep up in that a**crack

    W**d laced with something'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 a**capped

    The kuniva divide up your cash stack

    Want your mother****in'pockets ascap

    I don't need a platinum chain ***** I snatch shaq's

    Born loser half theif and half black

    Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at

    ***** 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 yuk mouth and it's polluted I **** 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 ******s break your bones up like christmas toys

    If I go solo I'm doing a song with bolo

    A big chinese ni**a screaming kuniva yo yo

    I leave ya face leakin'run up in church

    And smack the preacher while he's preachng

    Take a swing at the deacon

    I used to tell cats that 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

    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 giving'me none

    Born straight up out a p**sy but a son of a gun

    Got a reputation for havin'*****z 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 **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    'Cause I don't give a **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    Suck my mother****in'**** d12dirty mother****in'dozen

    Nasty like a stank slut ***** with thirty ****in'husbands

    Bizarre kid swifty mcveigh the kon artis

    The kuniva dirty harry and slim shady

    作词 : Marshall Mathers/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Ondre Moore/Von Carlisle/Denaun Porter/Mark Bass/Jeff Bass

    作曲 : Marshall Mathers/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Ondre Moore/Von Carlisle/Denaun Porter/Mark Bass/Jeff Bass

    作词 : Carlisle, Holton, Johnson ...

    So you can suck my **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    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 ****in'wasp in the hospital lost

    Stingin'the **** 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 ****in'handle

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

    ***** it's too late

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

    I'm an instigator 380slug penetrator

    Degradin'creatin'murders to kill haters

    Accused for every crime known through the equator

    They knew I did it 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

    *****z 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

    So you can suck my **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    'Cause I don't give a **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    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 **** off in a bed of barbed wire

    Hey is bizarre performing

    ***** didn't you read the flyer

    Special invited guest will be richard pryor

    Aren't you a male dancer

    Nah ***** I'm retired

    ****in'your ***** 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 ****in'anything when I'm snortin'

    It's gonna cost 300dollars to get my pit bull an abortion

    Some ***** 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 *****es is hoes even my stinkin'a**mom

    Aiyyo flashback two feets two deep up in that a**crack

    W**d laced with something'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 a**capped

    The kuniva divide up your cash stack

    Want your mother****in'pockets ascap

    I don't need a platinum chain ***** I snatch shaq's

    Born loser half theif and half black

    Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at

    ***** 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 yuk mouth and it's polluted I **** 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 ******s break your bones up like christmas toys

    If I go solo I'm doing a song with bolo

    A big chinese ni**a screaming kuniva yo yo

    I leave ya face leakin'run up in church

    And smack the preacher while he's preachng

    Take a swing at the deacon

    I used to tell cats that 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

    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 giving'me none

    Born straight up out a p**sy but a son of a gun

    Got a reputation for havin'*****z 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 **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    'Cause I don't give a **** if you don't like my sh*t

    'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my ****

    Suck my mother****in'**** d12dirty mother****in'dozen

    Nasty like a stank slut ***** with thirty ****in'husbands

    Bizarre kid swifty mcveigh the kon artis

    The kuniva dirty harry and slim shady

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