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 this 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 a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats can't chew through his last
I'm a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened five little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the lost
the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you the fuckin' handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds,
Just it's too
'Cause you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 penetrator
Degradin', murders to kill haters
for every crime known through the equator
They I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my 'gators
My weed will hit yo' chest like a double barrel an'
I'm a black grenade that will blow up in yo'
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 be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you, laced it
You hidin', I the president get a face lift
Niggas afraid, handin' me they bracelets
Chillin' in the lab
I'm the that'll drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
Your is ruined, you get socked right on site
And even at the Million Man March, we gon'

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

I'm a compulsive liar, my preacher on fire
your tires, flyin' down Fenkel 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 read the
Special invited guest will be, Richard
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm
Fuckin' your in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid
My in a coma for
Lettin' the skip
Lettin' the skip
the record skip (Damn!)
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm
It's cost three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
Some bitch for my autograph
I called her a whore, beer in her face and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in
All bitches is hoes, even my ass mom

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

Stranglin' rappers until the point they can't
'Cause they is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, from behind and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more violence than hoodlums
I grapple your apple until it crackle
Run past you, turn 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 snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young
Brigade to bring the noise
While the bullets your bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm a song with Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, "Kuniva yo yo"
I leave ya face leakin', run up in
And smack the preacher while he's
Take a swing at the

I to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight I got caught sellin' 'em shake
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch rent
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin' sex in my
With the daughter, my brain's out of order
I've been a Kon Artis 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 you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not me none
Born up out a pussy 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
I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough

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

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