Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

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

Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two
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 through his pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright
Frightened with five little white pills bitin' him
I'm like a wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta 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 up in the blinds, hurtin'
Just too late
'Cause you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains

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

So you can my dick if you don't like, my shit
'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 when I wrote this so suck, my dick

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

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

Stranglin' rappers until the point they yell
'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than sales
Reckless, come from and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and more violence than nine hoodlums
I grapple your adam's apple it crackle
Run right you, turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and it's
I cock it back then it
I love snatchin' up players thugs and young
Shoot up the household, even the young
Brigade to bring the noise
While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas
If I go solo, I'm a song with Bolo
A big nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo"
I leave ya leakin', run up in church
And the preacher while he's preachin'
Take a at the deacon

I used to cats I sold weed and weight
I was 'til I got caught sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer for havin' sex in my tent
With the superintendent's daughter, my out of order
I've been a Kon since I was swimmin' in water
In cahoots with this named Carlisle Von
Who got fired from U-P-S for tryin' to you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you your son
Call your house and up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' niggas runnin' funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' some
I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough

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

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