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Eminem

 
Album The Marshall Mathers Lp
 
 

Under the Influence

 
[Intro - Eminem]
Translation
So you can suck my dick
if you don't like my shit
Cuz I was high when
I wrote this,
so suck my dick

[Verso 1 - Eminem]
Two pills I pop 'til my pupils
swell up like 2 pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood
in his mid-twenties
A young ass man with a trash can
strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats can't chew
through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night,
fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with 5 little
white Vicadin pills bitin' him
I'm like a fuckin' wasp
in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck 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 fuckin' handle
So when you find yourself
wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'

[Swifty]
It's just too late

[Eminem]
Cuz once you're hung
from the drapes, it's curtains

[Swifty]
I'm an instigator,
380 slug penetrator
Degrading, creating
murders to kill haters
Accused for every crime
known thru the equator
They knew I did it,
for havin' blood on my gators
My weed'll hit your chest
like a double barrel gauge
I'm a black grenade
that'll blow up in your face
Wit a fifth in me,
when I guzzle Remi,
I do shit on purpose
You never hear me say 'forgive me'
I'm snatchin' every penny
It gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you
brigade laced it
You high and I make
the president get a face lift
Niggas 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

[Ritornello - Eminem]
Son, you can suck my dick
if you don't like my shit
Cuz I was high when I wrote
this, so suck my dick
Cuz I don't give a fuck
if you don't like my shit
Cuz 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,
flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers
Plates expired,
soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off
in the bed of barb wire
(Hey, is Bizarre performing?)
Bitch, can't you read the flyer?
Special invited guest
would be Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?)
Nah bitch, I'm retired
Fuckin' your 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!)
I'm fuckin' anything
when I'm snortin'
It's gonna cost 300 dollars
to get my Pit Bull 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

[Kuniva]
Ay-yo flashback, 2 seats,
2deep up in that ass crack
Weed laced with somethin',
nigga pass that
In Amsterdam we only
hang out with hash rats
At a 'Stop the Violence' rally,
I blast gats
Be your momma publishin',
get your ass capped
The Kuniva,
divide up your cash stack
Raid your motherfuckin'
pockets, ASAP
I don't need a platinum
chain bitch, I snatch Shaq's
Born loser,
half theif and half black
Bring your boys and your guns
and get laughed at
Bitch smacker,
rich rappers get
their Jag jacked
And found chopped up
in a trash bag

[Dirty Harry]
Stranglin' rappers to
the point they can't yell
Cuz 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 9 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 looney
I got a yuck mouth and it's polluted
I cock it back then shoot it
I love snatchin' up playas,
thugs and young ballas
Shoot up the household,
even the young toddlers
Brigades 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 Polo
A big Chinese nigga,
screamin' '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

[Kon Artist]
I used to tell cats I sold
weed and weight
I was straight until I got
caught sellin' em shaped
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 con artist since
I was swimmin' in water
In cahoots with this nigga
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
Ride 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 a 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 someone's
'Til I met your fat mama,
now I'm rollin' in dough

[Ritornello]

[Outro - Eminem]
Suck my motherfuckin' dick
D-12
Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch
with 30 fuckin' husbands
Bizarre kid
Swifty McBay
The Kon Artis
The Kuniva
Dirty Harry
Haha, and Slim Shady
 

Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp