D12 Lyrics

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Under The Influence Lyrics

[Eminem]

 So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit

 Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha!

 Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two 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 five 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] Bitch it's too late

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

 

 [Swifty]

 I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator

 Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters

 Accused for every crime known through the equator

 They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my 'gators

 My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'

 I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face [BLAM]

 With 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 hidin, I make the president get a facelift

 Niggaz 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

 

 [Chorus: (Eminem)]

 So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit

 Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

 Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit

 Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

 

 [Bizarre]

 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 dick off in a bed of barbed wire

 (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer?

 Special invited guest will 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.. [needle pops]

 Lettin the record skip.. [needle pops]

 Lettin the record skip.. [needle pops] (Damn!)

 [DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on beat]

 I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin

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

 [dog whines] 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

 

 [Proof]

 Ayo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack

 Weed laced with somethin [gun cocks] nigga 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 ASCAP-ped

 The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack

 Run 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 they Jag jacked

 and found chopped up in a trash bag

 

 [Kuniva]

 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 "Yukmouth" and it's polluted

 I cock 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 bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys

 If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo

 A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva 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 Artis]

 I used to tell cats I sold weed 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 nigga named Carlisle 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

 Driveby 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 niggaz runnin they funds

 Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's

 'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Eminem]

 Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick

 D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen

 Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands

 Bizarre kid

 Swifty McVeigh

 The Kon Artis

 The Kuniva

 Dirty Harry

 Haha, and Slim Shady..