Under The Influence
Eminem Lyrics


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(Translation)
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

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'
(Bitch, it's too late)
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
Degrading, creating 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 your chest like a double barrel gauge and
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remy 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
Niggas 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 sight
And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

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

I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire
Slashin' your tires, flyin' down Fenkell 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 performin'?) Bitch, didn't you read the flyer?
The special invited guest will be Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) No, 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
Lettin' the record skip, lettin' the record skip (damn)
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin'
It's gonna cost three-hundred dollars to get my pitbull an abortion
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

Ayo, flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack
Weed laced with somethin', nigga, pass that
In Amsterdam, we only hang out with hash rats
At a "Stop the Violence" rally, I blast gats
BMI my publishing, get your ass capped
The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
Run your motherfuckin' pockets, ASAP
I don't need a platinum chain, bitch, I snatched Shaq's
Born loser, half thief 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

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, 'cause 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

I used to tell cats that I sold weed and weight
I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' them 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 tryna send you a bomb
(Special delivery) I sign to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run
Drive-by 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' niggas runnin' they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' some ones
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough

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

Suck my motherfuckin' dick
D12
Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin' husbands




Bizarre Kid, Swifty McVay, the Kon Artis
The Kuniva, Derty Harry, and Slim Shady

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eminem's song "Under The Influence" are full of provocative and controversial expressions that illustrate the rapper's musings while he was high. The song tells a fragmented story of Eminem's sick obsession with drugs and violence. For instance, the first verse depicts an image of Eminem taking pills that make his pupils swell up like two pennies as he assumes Clint Eastwood's role in his mid-twenties. He also compares himself to a mummy fighting with bright lightning and biting five little white Vicodin pills. In the second verse, Eminem boasts about his criminal activities, claims responsibility for every crime known through the equator, and affirms that his weed can hit the chest like a double barrel gauge. He also asserts that he is the type that can drink Kahlua and gin and throw up on the mic.


Line by Line Meaning

So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
If you dislike my music, you can disregard it completely


'Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick
I wrote this while under the influence of drugs, so you can't judge it


Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I consume pills until my pupils become enlarged


I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
I feel invincible and powerful like Clint Eastwood in his prime


A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
I'm a young man in a tough situation, trying to protect what little I have


So the rats can't chew through his last pants
Preventing the rats from destroying his last piece of clothing


I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
I struggle with my inner demons and battle my fears


Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
Feeling scared and anxious while under the influence of Vicadin pills


I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
I am lost and causing chaos, just like a wasp in a hospital


Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
Causing trouble and harm to everything and everyone I encounter


I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
I try to find solace in a small act of peace


Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle
I am so filled with anger that I'll use any tool at hand to harm others


So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'
When you are trapped and suffering


(Bitch, it's too late)
It's too late to ask for forgiveness or escape the consequences


'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
Once you're trapped and unable to escape, it's over


I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
I provoke conflicts and use a powerful bullet to cause harm


Degrading, creating murders to kill haters
I engage in hateful behavior and create violent acts to harm those who dislike me


Accused for every crime known through the equator
I am accused of every possible crime around the world


They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my 'gators
People are aware that I commit these crimes and have evidence of it


My weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge and
The effect of the marijuana I sell is as strong as a powerful shotgun blast


I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
I am a dangerous and explosive individual that will cause harm directly to you


With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remy I do shit on purpose
When I consume alcohol, I intentionally engage in reckless behavior


You never hear me say, 'Forgive me'
I am unapologetic for my actions and refuse to ask for forgiveness


I'm snatchin' every penny, it gotta be that way, nigga, face it
I am forcefully taking every penny possible, and that's how it has to be, so accept it


That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
I intentionally mixed my sold weed with a stronger substance


You hidin', I make the President get a facelift
No matter how important or powerful you are, I can make you suffer


Niggas just afraid, handin' me they bracelets
People are scared of me and willingly submit to my dominance


Chillin' in the lab wasted, I'm the type
I relax in the drug lab while intoxicated, that's just who I am


That'll drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
I consume alcohol irresponsibly and vomit while performing


Your life is ruined, you get socked right on sight
When I see you, I will immediately physically assault you and ruin your life


And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight
I am so aggressive and confrontational that I will even start a fight at a peaceful gathering


I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire
I frequently lie and have no qualms about causing harm, even to religious figures


Slashin' your tires, flyin' down Fenkell and Meyers
I vandalize your property and speed recklessly down the streets


Plates expired, soon as I'm hired I'm fired
I have trouble keeping a job and often lose it shortly after being hired


Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
Engaging in self-destructive and painful behaviors


(Hey, is Bizarre performin'?) Bitch, didn't you read the flyer?
Reminding someone that they should pay attention to information that was already provided


The special invited guest will be Richard Pryor
The guest performer will be the legendary comedian Richard Pryor


(Aren't you a male dancer?) No, bitch, I'm retired
Responding to an accusation about being a male stripper by saying that I no longer do that


Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
Engaging in rough sexual acts with someone's partner


I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
I am under the influence of drugs, specifically LSD


My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
My DJ is in trouble for making an error during the performance


Lettin' the record skip, lettin' the record skip (damn)
Allowing the record to skip repeatedly, causing a disruption in the music


I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin'
I engage in promiscuous behavior while using drugs


It's gonna cost three-hundred dollars to get my pitbull an abortion
I am willing to spend a significant amount of money to terminate my dog's pregnancy


Some bitch asked for my autograph
A woman requested my signature as a fan


I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed
I insulted her, treated her disrespectfully, and found it amusing


I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
I create explosive and impactful music similar to the devastation caused by bombing during the Vietnam War


All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin'-ass mom
I view all women as promiscuous, including my own mother


Ayo, flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack
Recalling a memory where I was involved in a sexual act with someone


Weed laced with somethin', nigga, pass that
The marijuana I am smoking is infused with another substance, please share it with me


In Amsterdam, we only hang out with hash rats
In Amsterdam, we exclusively socialize with heavy users of hashish


At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats
Even in a peaceful gathering advocating against violence, I am still armed and prepared to shoot


BMI my publishing, get your ass capped
I am assertively protecting my rights and ensuring royalties for my music


The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
I, Kuniva, will take a portion of your money


Run your motherfuckin' pockets, ASAP
Quickly hand over all of your money and belongings


I don't need a platinum chain, bitch, I snatched Shaq's
I don't need expensive jewelry, I have even stolen from someone as famous as Shaquille O'Neal


Born loser, half thief and half black
I was destined to fail, with a combination of being a criminal and being Black


Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
Even if you bring your friends and weapons, I will mock and belittle you


Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked
I physically assault women and steal expensive cars from wealthy rappers


And found chopped up in a trash bag
I leave my victims dismembered and disposed of in trash bags


We stranglin' rappers until the point they can't yell
We are metaphorically silencing and overpowering other rappers


'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
Their entourage is filled with homosexual individuals and they are excessively nice


Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
Without caution, I will surprise you from behind and steal your valuable necklace


Gruesome and causin' more violence than nine hoodlums
Engaging in brutal acts and creating more chaos and destruction than a group of violent individuals


I grapple your Adam's apple until it crackle
I tighten my grip on your throat until your voice box makes a cracking sound


Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you
I run past you to distract you, then swiftly turn around, grab you, and stab you


Get executed, 'cause I'm a Luni, I got a Yukmouth
I will be killed because I'm insane, and I have a partner who is equally mentally unstable


And it's polluted, I cock it back, then shoot it
My mind is corrupted, and in response, I prepare my gun and fire


I love snatchin' up players, thugs and young ballers
I enjoy targeting and exploiting individuals who are involved in illicit activities or have wealth


Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
I am willing to cause harm and damage to innocent children and entire families


Brigade barricade to bring the noise
My group forms a blockade to create chaos and make a loud, disruptive impact


While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys
As the bullets penetrate your body, they shatter your bones like broken toys


If I go solo, I'm doin' a song with Bolo
If I pursue a solo career, I will collaborate with the rapper Bolo


A big Chinese nigga screamin', 'Kuniva, yo, yo'
A Chinese rapper enthusiastically calling my name


I leave ya face leakin'
I cause severe facial injuries that result in bleeding


Run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin'
I enter a church and violently attack the preacher during his sermon


Take a swing at the deacon
I physically assault a religious figure


I used to tell cats that I sold weed and weight
I used to lie and claim that I sold drugs and was involved in illegal activities


I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' them shake
I was leading a stable life until I was discovered selling low-quality drugs


I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
I am intentionally ignorant and aim to steal your money meant for rent


I got kicked out of summer camp for havin' sex in my tent
I was expelled from a summer camp for engaging in sexual activity in my tent


With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order
I had sexual relations with the superintendent's daughter, showing a disregard for authority


I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in water
I have been a deceptive and cunning individual since I was very young


In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von
I am involved in a secretive partnership with a person named Carlisle Von


Who got fired from UPS for tryna send you a bomb
Carlisle Von was fired from UPS for attempting to send a bomb to someone


(Special delivery) I sign to a local label for fun
I sign a record deal with a small label for the enjoyment of it, not for serious career advancement


Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run
I falsely claim to have cancer, resulting in being dropped from the label, but I benefit from the financial advances


Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
I shoot at you from a moving vehicle while you are holding your child in the rain


Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
I prank call you and immediately hang up because you refuse to provide me with something


Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
I was born from a woman but I have the characteristics of a ruthless, dangerous individual


Got a reputation for havin' niggas runnin' they funds
People know that I am capable of making others lose their money due to my predatory behavior


Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' some ones
I used to engage in petty criminal activities, such as stealing small amounts of money


'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough
However, after encountering your overweight mother, I am now wealthy and successful


Suck my motherfuckin' dick
A derogatory and offensive command


D12
A reference to the rap group D12


Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen
Calling the group D12 a dirty and offensive term, emphasizing their collective strength


Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin' husbands
Describing the members of D12 as promiscuous and offensive, asserting their disgraceful behavior


Bizarre Kid, Swifty McVay, the Kon Artis
Referring to the members of D12 by their stage names


The Kuniva, Derty Harry, and Slim Shady
Mentioning the remaining members of D12, including Eminem himself




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Denaun M. Porter, Deshaun Dupree Holton, Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Marshall B. III Mathers, Ondre C. Moore, Rufus Johnson, Von M. Carlisle, Mark Randy Bass

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Honour


on The Real Slim Shady

May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here

Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwing' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah, wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbing' his you-know-what
Flippin' the you-know-who"
"Yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse than what s going' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they?
We ain't nothin' but mammals, well, some of us, cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (ah)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me
Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

I'm like a headtrip to listen to, 'cause I'm only giving' you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it
Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder, "how can
Kids eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spitting' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Ha ha, I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

Noah


on Remember Me?

Remember me? S executions
Remember me? I have no remorse
Remember me? I'm high-powered
Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima

For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
Without boundaries, which qualifies me
For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I leak words that's controversial
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx

Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?

Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Remember me? I'm Shady

When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
So I promised the fuckin' critics
I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)

Don't you remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me? (Slim Shady!)

28Rivals


on Lose Yourself

@elchihuahua420 Damn bro, stay strong "You only get one shot don't miss your chance to blow." Don't let them bring you down in life and keep pushing

Noah


on Till ICollapse

Not Afraid

hope


on The Real Slim Shady

hi

eminem


on Crazy In Love

great song

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

awesome

serenity noble


on The Real Slim Shady

awesome

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

i love it
#eminemfan

Mind Space Apocalypse


on ShadyXV

Greatest of all time

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