Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Influence

So you can my dick 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 Eastwood in his
A young ass man with a trash can to the back of his ass
So the rats can't through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright
Frightened with little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the lost
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the
I light a candle and it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and you with the fuckin' handle
So when you find yourself up in the blinds, hurtin'
Just it's too
'Cause once hung from the drapes, it's curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 penetrator
Degradin', creatin' murders to haters
Accused for every crime known the equator
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 grenade that will blow up in yo' face
With a fifth in me, I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You hear me say, "Forgiv me"
I'm snatchin' every penny it gotta be way nigga, face it
weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin', I make the president get a lift
Niggas afraid, handin' me they bracelets
in the lab wasted
I'm the type drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
life is ruined, you get socked right on site
And at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

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

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

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, two deep up in ass crack
Weed with somethin' nigga pass that
In we only hang out with hash rats
At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I gats
Be mom on publishin', get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide up your cash
Run motherfuckin' pockets, asap
I need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, half thief and black
Bring boys and your guns and get laughed at
smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked
And found chopped up in a bag

Stranglin' rappers the point they can't yell
'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter bake 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 polluted
I cock it back shoot it
I love snatchin' up thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young
Brigade to bring the noise
the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm doin' a song with
A big nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo"
I ya face leakin', run up in church
And the preacher while he's preachin'
Take a swing at the

I to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight 'til I got sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch 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 Artis since I was swimmin' in
In cahoots with this nigga Carlisle Von
Who got from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the and run
you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' runnin' they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in

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

Ha ha, my motherfuckin' dick
D-12, Dirty motherfuckin'
Nasty like a stank slut with thirty fuckin' husbands
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Swifty
The Kon
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Ha ha, and Shady