Under The Influence Chords by Eminem

[Chorus]
G7                Bb7 F7      G7  
Hemdelelelelelele ■   ■  lele lele
G7                                
Hemdelelenemiahnufniah nenish nene
                                             Eb7 
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
       Bb7                                 G7          
'cause ■   I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick


[Verse]
                          G7                                 
Haha two pills I pop 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
          G7                         
I'm Clint Eastwood in his midtwenties
                      G7                            
A youngass man with a trash can strapped to the back
                       F7                               
Of his ass so the rats can't chew through his last pants
                          F7                            
I'm like a mummy at night fightin' with bright lightnin'
    Bb7                                                       
And frightened with five little white Vicodin pills bitin' him
                   Bb7                      
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
                                   F7                        
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
                     F7                       
I light a candle and place it up on the mantel
                              F7                              
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle
                          Ebm                             
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds hurtin'
                        G7                           
'cause once you're hung from the drapes it's curtains
                                   F7                   
I'm an instigator zero point three eight slug penetrator
                   Bb                    
Degradin' creatin' murders to kill haters
                        Bb                       
Accused for every crime known through the equator
Bb7                    G7                        
They knew I did it for havin' blood on my 'gators
                                 Bb                     
My weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge and
                            Bb                 
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face
Ebm                                                       
With a fifth in me when I guzzle Remy I do shit on purpose
    G7                           
You never hear me say Forgive me”
    F7                                                      
I'm snatchin' every penny it gotta be that way nigga face it
                 Bb7                    
That weed I sold to you Brigade laced it
                      Bb7                     
You hidin' I make the President get a facelift
                   F7                       
Niggas just afraid handin' me they bracelets
                    F7                 
Chillin' in the lab wasted I'm the type
                             Bb                 
That'll drink Kahlua and gin throw up on the mic
                            Bb                   
Your life is ruined you get socked right on sight
                            G7                 
And even at the Million Man March we gon' fight


[Chorus]
                   Bb          G7         Bb     
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
Bb7               G7                               
‘cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick
                                  Bb7               
‘cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit
                                       Ebm         
‘cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick
                      Ebm                        
I'm a compulsive liar settin' my preacher on fire
                    Ebm                           
Slashin' your tires flyin' down Fenkell and Meyers


[Verse]
               Ebm                        
Plates expired soon as I'm hired I'm fired
                         Ebm               
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
      Ebm                      
Bitch didn't you read the flyer
Bb7                                            
The special invited guest will be Richard Pryor
   Bb7              
No bitch I'm retired
                              G7              
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
                  F7          
I'm ripped I'm on an acid trip
                      F7                     
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
                        F7                     
Lettin' the record skip lettin' the record skip
            F7                        
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin'
                                            F7                    
It's gonna cost threehundred dollars to get my pitbull an abortion
                 Bb              
Some bitch asked for my autograph
Bb7                                                   
I called her a whore spit beer in her face and laughed
                    Bb7           
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
                         Bb7               
All bitches is hoes even my stinkin'ass mom
                  Bb7                                
Ayo flashback two feets two deep up in that ass crack
Bb                                      
Weed laced with somethin'nigga pass that
   Bb                                       
In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats
     Bb                                    
At a ”Stop the Violence” rally I blast gats
Bb                                  
Bmi on publishin' get yo' ass capped
    Bb                             
The Kuniva divide up yo' cash stack
    Bb                            
Run yo' motherfuckin' pockets ASAP
        Bb                                           
I don't need a platinum chain bitch I snatched Shaq's
Bb                                  
Born loser half thief and half black
           Bb7                                  
Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
                               G7             
Bitch smacker rich rappers get they Jag jacked
    G7                             
And found chopped up in a trash bag
   Bb7                          G7                   
We stranglin' rappers until the point they can't yell
       Bb7                                                  
'cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
                   F7                             
Reckless come from behind and snatch your necklace
                          F7                         
Gruesome and causin' more violence than nine hoodlums
                      F7                    
I grapple your Adam's apple until it crackle
                        Bb                          
Run right past you turn around grab you and stab you
                                       G7      
Get executed 'cause I'm a Luni I got a Yukmouth
                    G7                        
And it's polluted I cock it back then shoot it
                            G7                     
I love snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers
Ebm                    Bb                     
Shoot up the household even the young toddlers
                  Bb                
Brigade barricade to bring the noise
                                      Bb7                
While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys
                 Eb7               Ebm 
If I go solo I'm doin' a song with Bolo
                    Bb                     
A big Chinese nigga screamin' Kuniva yo yo”
                Bb                      
I leave ya face leakin' run up in church
          Bb                               
And smack the preacher while he's preachin'
     Bb                   
Take a swing at the deacon
F7                                             
I used to tell cats that I sold weed and weight
  Bb7                            F7                
I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' them shake
                             F7                 
I'm ignorant with the intent to snatch your rent
                                           Bb7       Bb  
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin' sex in my tent
         F7                                               
With the superintendent's daughter my brain's out of order
                            Bb7                    
I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in water
                                 Bb7         
In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von
                                     G7             
Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb
                  G7           
I sign to a local label for fun
                                  Bb7                 F7 
Say I got cancer get dropped take the advancement and run
Eb7                           F7                
Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son
                                       F7                
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
                                   F7          
Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
                            Bb7                      
Got a reputation for havin' niggas runnin' they funds
                                      Bb7              
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' some ones
       Ebm                                       
'til I met your fat mama now I'm rollin' in dough


[Chorus]
                               Bb7               
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
                  F7           G7      Bb7     G7  
'cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick
Bb7                   F7          Bb7               
'cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit
                  Ebm                          Bb7 
'cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick


[Outro]
        
Hah haha
Ebm Bb7                           
■   ■   Suck my motherfuckin' dick
Ebm Bb      Ebm                         Bb
■   Dtwelve ■   Dirtymotherfuckin'Dozen ■ 
                                          F7               Bb
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin' husbands ■ 
Ebm             Bb                           
■   Bizarre Kid ■  Swifty McVay the Kon Artis
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The Kuniva Dirty Harry haha and Slim Shady