Luyện nghe bài hát Cum On Everybody

Yo, mic
Testing one, two, um,
This is my dance song, can you me?
Alright, turn my up
My favorite color is red, the blood shed
In Curt head when he shot himself dead
Women all at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her could starve
You I was livid, now I'm even more so
Shit I got blown AIDS and a sore throat
I got a wardrobe with an robe
I'm in the row, signin' autographs at your show
I remembered that I'm absent minded
Wait, I mean I've my mind I can't find it
I ever verse that I spit
'Cause I don't even remember the words to my
I told the doc that I need a in sickness
I gave a girl herpes in for syphilis
Put my L-P on your Christmas wish
You to get high, here bitch just 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 down
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight

I tried suicide once and I'll try it
That's why I write songs I die at the end
I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck
And I was waving it at screamin' "I suck"
I go on stage in front of a sellout
And yell out "All of y'all get the hell out now"
Fuck rap, I'm it up y'all, I'm Sorry
I'm bored out of my
So I took a hammer and nailed my foot the the floorboard of my
I guess I'm a sick, sick bastard
one sandwich short of a picnic basket
One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine
like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
And if you ever see a video for shit
probably be dressed up like 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 tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on everybody, get down

Got bitches on my out in East Detroit
'Cause think 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 Rocks concert
I'll be by the Loch Ness monster, peace out
Then I jetted to the weed house, smoked out 'till I bustin'

Broke out then I quick back to the crib, put on lipstick
Crushed up the then ate it with a dipstick
Made a of crank calls collect
I wanna make on a fellas dub
And murder every rapper that I'm jealous 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 tonight
Cum on everybody, get down
Cum on get down 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 tonight
Cum on everybody, get tonight
Cum on everybody, get down