Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

So you can suck my if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote so suck, my dick, ha ha!

Two I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint in his mid-twenties
A ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats can't through his last pants
I'm a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with five little Vicadin pills bitin' him
I'm a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds,
Just it's too
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 slug
Degradin', creatin' to kill haters
Accused for every known through the equator
They I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my 'gators
My weed will hit yo' like a double barrel gauge an'
I'm a black grenade will blow up in yo' face
a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You never me say, "Forgiv me"
I'm snatchin' penny it gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin', I the president get a face lift
Niggas just afraid, me they bracelets
Chillin' in the lab
I'm the that'll drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
Your life is ruined, you get socked right on
And even at the Million Man March, we fight

So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my
'Cause I was high when I this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote so suck, my dick

I'm a liar, settin' my preacher on fire
Slashin' your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and
Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed
(Hey, is performing?)
didn't you read the flier?
Special invited guest will be, Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm
Fuckin' your in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid
My D-J's in a for
the record skip
Lettin' the skip
Lettin' the record (Damn!)
I'm fuckin' anything I'm snortin'
It's gonna three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
Some bitch asked for my
I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and
I drop bombs like I was in
All bitches is hoes, even my ass mom

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, two deep up in that ass
Weed laced with somethin' pass that
In Amsterdam we only hang out with rats
At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I gats
Be mom on publishin', get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, up your cash stack
Run your pockets, asap
I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch
Born loser, thief and half black
Bring your and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag
And chopped up in a trash bag

Stranglin' rappers until the point they yell
'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter bake sales
Reckless, come from behind and your necklace
Gruesome, and causin' violence than nine hoodlums
I your adam's apple until it crackle
Run right past you, around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and polluted
I cock it then shoot it
I love snatchin' up players thugs and young
up the household, even the young toddlers
Brigade to bring the noise
While the bullets break your bones up Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm doin' a song Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, "Kuniva yo yo"
I leave ya leakin', run up in church
And smack the preacher while he's
Take a swing at the

I used to tell cats I weed and weight
I was straight 'til I got caught 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your
I got out of summer camp for havin' sex in my tent
the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order
I've been a Kon Artis since I was in water
In cahoots with this nigga Carlisle Von
Who got from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not me none
Born up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' niggas runnin' they
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' one's
I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough

So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my
'Cause I was high I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my
'Cause I was high when I wrote so suck, my dick

Ha ha, my motherfuckin' dick
D-12, Dirty dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin'
kid
Swifty
The Kon
The
Dirty
Ha ha, and Slim