Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

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

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

I'm an instigator, .380 penetrator
Degradin', murders to kill haters
Accused for every crime known through the
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my
My weed will hit yo' like a double barrel gauge an'
I'm a black grenade that blow up in yo' face
With a fifth in me, I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You never me say, "Forgiv me"
I'm snatchin' every penny it gotta be that way nigga, it
That weed I sold to you, laced it
You hidin', I make the get a face lift
Niggas just afraid, handin' me they
in the lab wasted
I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin, up on the mic
Your is ruined, you get socked right on site
And at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

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

I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on
Slashin' tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers
Plates expired, as I'm hired, I'm fired
my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
(Hey, is performing?)
Bitch you read the flier?
invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire
I'm ripped, I'm on an trip
My in a coma for
Lettin' the record
Lettin' the record
the record skip (Damn!)
I'm anything when I'm snortin'
It's cost three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, beer in her face and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in
All bitches is hoes, even my ass mom

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

Stranglin' rappers until the point they yell
'Cause they crew is full of and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, from behind and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and more violence than nine hoodlums
I grapple your 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 it back then shoot it
I love snatchin' up players and young ballers
Shoot up the household, the young toddlers
barricade to bring the noise
While the bullets break your bones up like toys
If I go solo, I'm doin' a with Bolo
A big nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo"
I leave ya face leakin', run up in
And smack the preacher while preachin'
a swing at the deacon

I used to tell cats I sold weed and
I was straight 'til I got caught 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to your rent
I got kicked out of camp for havin' sex in my tent
With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of
I've been a Kon since I was swimmin' in water
In cahoots with nigga named Carlisle Von
Who got fired from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a
(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 straight up out a but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for niggas runnin' they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm in dough

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

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