Luyện nghe bài hát Cum On Everybody

Yo, mic
one, two, um, twelve
This is my dance song, can you me?
Alright, my headphones up
My favorite color is red, the blood shed
In Curt Cobain's head when he shot dead
all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids could
You I was livid, now I'm even more so
Shit I got full blown and a sore throat
I got a with an orange robe
I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at your
I just that I'm absent minded
Wait, I I've lost my mind I can't find it
I ever verse that I spit
'Cause I even remember the words to my shit
I told the doc that I need a change in
I gave a girl in exchange for syphilis
Put my L-P on your Christmas wish
You want to get high, here bitch sniff this
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight

I tried once and I'll try it again
why I write songs where I die at the end
'Cause I give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck
And I was it at everybody screamin' "I suck"
I go on stage in of a sellout crowd
And yell out loud "All of get the hell out now"
Fuck rap, I'm it up y'all, I'm Sorry
I'm out of my gord
So I took a and nailed my foot the the floorboard of my Ford
I guess I'm just a sick, sick
one sandwich short of a picnic basket
One Excedrin tablet of a full medicine cabinet
Fell my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
And if you ever see a video for this
I'll probably be dressed up like a with my wrists slit
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down

Got bitches on my jock out in East
'Cause they think I'm a motherfuckin' Boy
So I told 'um I was D,"they was like, "Gee, I don't know he might be."
I told um meet me at Kid Rocks concert
I'll be by the Loch Ness monster, peace out
Then I to the weed house, smoked out 'till I started bustin'

Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on
Crushed up the Tylenol then ate it with a
Made a of crank calls collect
I wanna make on a fellas dub
And murder every rapper that I'm jealous of

So just when I bomb your set
Yo, I only cuss to make your mom
Cum on everybody get down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody get down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight