Luyện nghe bài hát Cum On Everybody

Yo, mic
one, two, um, twelve
This is my song, can you hear me?
Alright, my headphones up
My favorite color is red, the blood shed
In Curt head when he shot himself dead
all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids starve
You thought I was livid, now I'm even so
I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat
I got a wardrobe with an robe
I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at show
I just remembered that I'm minded
Wait, I mean I've lost my mind I find it
I freestylin' ever that I spit
'Cause I even remember the words to my shit
I told the doc that I need a in sickness
I gave a girl herpes in for syphilis
Put my L-P on your wish list
You want to get high, here bitch just sniff
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
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight

I tried suicide and I'll try it again
That's why I write songs I die at the end
'Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was
And I was it at everybody screamin' "I suck"
I go on in front of a sellout crowd
And out loud "All of y'all get the hell out now"
rap, I'm givin' it up y'all, I'm Sorry
I'm out of my gord
So I took a hammer and my foot the the floorboard of my Ford
I I'm just a sick, sick bastard
Just one short of a picnic basket
One Excedrin tablet short of a medicine cabinet
Fell like my head has been shredded lettuce and cabbage
And if you see a video for this shit
I'll probably be dressed up a mummy with my wrists slit
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
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

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

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

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