Luyện nghe bài hát Cum On Everybody

Yo, mic
Testing one, two, um,
is my dance song, can you hear me?
Alright, turn my up
My favorite color is red, like the blood
In Curt Cobain's head when he shot dead
Women all grabbin' at my
Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids could
You thought I was livid, now I'm even so
Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore
I got a wardrobe with an orange
I'm in the fourth row, autographs at your show
I just remembered that I'm minded
Wait, I mean lost my mind I can't find it
I freestylin' ever verse that I
'Cause I don't even remember the to my shit
I told the doc I need a change in sickness
I a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis
Put my L-P on your Christmas list
You want to get high, here just sniff this
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 down

I tried suicide and I'll try it again
That's why I write songs I die at the end
'Cause I don't a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck
And I was waving it at everybody "I suck"
I go on stage in front of a 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 bored out of my
So I took a hammer and nailed my foot the the of my Ford
I guess I'm just a sick, bastard
Just one short of a picnic basket
One tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
And if you ever see a video for this
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 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

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

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

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