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 this so suck, my dick, ha ha!

Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up two pennies
I'm Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats can't chew his last pants
I'm a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white pills bitin' him
I'm like a wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the
I light a and place 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 slug
Degradin', creatin' murders to kill
Accused for crime known through the equator
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for blood on my 'gators
My weed will hit yo' chest like a double barrel an'
I'm a black grenade that will 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 every penny it gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you, 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 that'll Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
life is ruined, you get socked right on site
And even at the Man March, we gon' fight

So you can suck my if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high I wrote 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 compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on
Slashin' your tires, down Fenkel and Meyers
expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of wire
(Hey, is performing?)
didn't you read the flier?
Special invited guest will be, Richard
(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 acid
My D-J's in a for
Lettin' the record
Lettin' the record
Lettin' the record (Damn!)
I'm fuckin' when I'm snortin'
It's gonna cost three hundred dollars to get my pit an abortion
bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit in her face and laughed
I drop bombs I was in Vietnam
All bitches is hoes, even my ass mom

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, two up in that ass crack
Weed laced with somethin' nigga that
In Amsterdam we only hang out with rats
At a the Violence' rally, I blast gats
Be your mom on publishin', get your
The Kuniva, divide up cash stack
Run motherfuckin' pockets, asap
I don't need a chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, half thief and half
Bring your and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker, rappers get they Jag jacked
And chopped up in a trash bag

Stranglin' rappers until the they can't yell
'Cause they is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, come from behind and snatch your
Gruesome, and causin' more violence than hoodlums
I grapple your adam's apple until it
Run right past you, around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth" and it's
I it back then shoot it
I love up players thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young
Brigade barricade to the noise
While the break your bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm a song with Bolo
A big nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo"
I ya face 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 straight 'til I got sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to your rent
I got out of summer camp 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 this nigga named Carlisle Von
Who got fired from for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a local for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain you carry your son
Call house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a but a son of a gun
Got a for havin' niggas runnin' they funds
Used to be the of nigga that was foldin' some one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in

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

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