Under The Influence )
Eminem Lyrics


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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, ha ha!

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'
Just it's too late
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains

I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
Degradin', creatin' 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 will hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'
I'm a black grenade that will blow up in yo' face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You never hear me say, "Forgiv 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 face lift
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 site
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 Fenkel 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 performing?)
Bitch didn't you read the flier?
Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
My D-J'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 pit bull 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

Ah-yo flashback, two feats, 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
Be your mom on publishin', get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
Run your motherfuckin' pockets, asap
I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch 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

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 I sold weed and weight
I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' 'em 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 U-P-S for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed 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 one's
'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

Ha ha, suck my motherfuckin' dick
D-12, Dirty motherfuckin' dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin' husbands
Bizarre kid
Swifty McVeigh
The Kon Artis
The Kuniva




Dirty Harry
Ha ha, and Slim Shady

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eminem’s “Under The Influence” are full of twisted and chaotic imagery that touches on drug use, violence, and revenge. The chorus alone is a statement of Eminem’s disregard for anyone who doesn’t like his work, because to him he was high when he wrote the lyrics. The overall rhyming scheme of the song is impressive, delivering compelling storytelling that is not easy to decipher, but it cannot be denied that the song is full of vivid descriptions of highly personal and deviant behaviour. Eminem portrays himself in different situations that range from being high, to killing haters and setting his preacher on fire. He raps like a mummy at night, struggling to keep his demons in check, while taking drugs to keep him far from his emotions. He is also an inciter and a provocateur who does not hesitate to use violence and manipulation to achieve his ends. All in all, the song is a reflection on Eminem’s inner demons and twisted sense of humour.


Line by Line Meaning

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


'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick, ha ha!
I wrote this song while under the influence, so disregard any negative opinions


Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I consume drugs that cause my pupils to dilate


I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
I possess a rugged and tough persona like Clint Eastwood in his younger years


A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
Like a homeless person, I carry a trash can on my rear end


So the rats can't chew through his last pants
To prevent rats from destroying my only pair of pants


I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
During nighttime, I struggle against vivid nightmares


Frightened with five little white Vicodin pills bitin' him
I experience fear while being influenced by small white Vicodin pills


I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
In unfamiliar places, I am like a lost and aggressive wasp


Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I aggressively attack anything and anyone I encounter in the corridors


I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
I create an atmosphere of tranquility by lighting a candle on the fireplace


Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle
To inflict harm, I hold the knife by the blade and stab with the handle


So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'
If you end up entangled and suffering


Just it's too late
It will be too late to escape the consequences


'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
Once you are caught in a dire situation, your fate is sealed


I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
I provoke conflicts and use a .380 caliber bullet to inflict damage


Degradin', creatin' murders to kill haters
I engage in disrespectful behavior and create scenarios where my enemies suffer


Accused for every crime known through the equator
I am often blamed for various crimes worldwide


They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my 'gators
Others are aware that I committed these acts because there is evidence on my alligator skin shoes


My weed will hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'
When you consume my marijuana, it will have a strong impact on your mind


I'm a black grenade that will blow up in yo' face
I am a dangerous individual who is capable of causing harm to those around me


With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
When intoxicated with alcohol, I intentionally engage in reckless behavior


You never hear me say, "Forgiv me"
I never express remorse or seek forgiveness for my actions


I'm snatchin' every penny it gotta be that way nigga, face it
I seize every opportunity to accumulate wealth, regardless of morality


That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
The marijuana I sold you was laced with a stronger substance


You hidin', I make the president get a face lift
Even powerful individuals like the president would need cosmetic surgery to hide from me


Niggas just afraid, handin' me they bracelets
People are frightened of me, willingly surrendering their jewelry


Chillin' in the lab wasted
I relax while under the influence in the laboratory


I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic
I am the kind of person who consumes Kahlua and gin, then vomits while performing


Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site
Once you encounter me, your life will be destroyed as I immediately assault you


And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight
Even during peaceful events like the Million Man March, I am willing to engage in fights


I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire
I am someone who habitually tells lies and even sets my own preacher ablaze


Slashin' your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers
I maliciously slash the tires of vehicles while speeding through specific streets


Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
My vehicle registration expired, causing me to lose jobs shortly after getting hired


Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
I engage in self-indulgence while in a painful and dangerous situation


Bitch didn't you read the flier?
Didn't you pay attention to the promotional flyer?


Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
Prominent comedian Richard Pryor is announced as a special guest


(Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired
No, I used to be a male dancer, but I have since retired


Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
Engaging in sexual activities with your partner using a tire iron


I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
I am high and experiencing hallucinations from consuming LSD


My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
My DJ is in a state of unconsciousness because he allowed the record to skip


I love snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers
I enjoy taking advantage of promiscuous individuals, criminals, and young athletes


Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
I engage in violent activities, even targeting innocent toddlers


Brigade barricade to bring the noise
I organize a group to create a physical barrier and cause chaos


While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys
My bullets shatter your bones as if they were brittle toys


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


A big Chinese nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo"
Bolo, a Chinese individual, enthusiastically shouts my name


I leave ya face leakin', run up in church
I cause your face to bleed and then invade a church


And smack the preacher while he's preachin'
I strike the preacher while he is delivering his sermon


Take a swing at the deacon
I also physically assault the deacon


I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I previously boasted to others about selling drugs and having significant influence


I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' 'em shake
I was successful until I was discovered selling low-quality drugs


I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
I lack knowledge, and my intention is 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 activities in my shelter


With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order
I was involved with the daughter of the camp superintendent, causing me to lose control of my thoughts


I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in water
I have been a con artist since I was a young child


In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von
I am in collaboration with a person named Carlisle Von


Who got fired from U-P-S for tryin' to send you a bomb
Carlisle Von was terminated from his job at U-P-S for attempting to send an explosive device to someone


(Special delivery!)
An exclamation made to emphasize the idea of delivering something unexpected or dangerous


I signed to a local label for fun
I joined a small record label for entertainment purposes


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


Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
I commit a drive-by shooting 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 your home and abruptly end the conversation because you did not provide me with what I wanted


Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
I was brought into this world through childbirth but am also seen as a troublemaker


Got a reputation for havin' niggas runnin' they funds
I am known for causing individuals to lose their money and run out of financial resources


Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin' some ones
I used to be someone who folded and carried large amounts of money


'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough
But after becoming involved with your overweight mother, I am now wealthy


Ha ha, suck my motherfuckin' dick
An exclamation to assert dominance and express disregard for others' opinions


D-12, Dirty motherfuckin' dozen
A reference to the rap group D-12, a collective of twelve members known for their explicit content


Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin' husbands
Equating the group with someone promiscuous and unsavory, yet influential


Bizarre kid
Referring to the rapper Bizarre as a member of the group


Swifty McVeigh
Referring to the rapper Swifty McVay as a member of the group


The Kon Artis
Referring to the rapper Kon Artis as a member of the group


The Kuniva
Referring to the rapper Kuniva as a member of the group


Dirty Harry
Referring to the rapper Dirty Harry as a member of the group


Ha ha, and Slim Shady
An expression of amusement and reference to Eminem's alter ego, Slim Shady




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DE SHAUN DUPREE HOLTON, DENAUN M PORTER, MARSHALL B III MATHERS, ONDRE C MOORE, RUFUS JOHNSON, RUFUS B JOHNSON, VON M CARLISLE

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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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