Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these little young kids aint got no
Shit, lil kids is on everything
Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. ha

I'm on (x5)

Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. ha

I'm on (x5)

Da 5'9"]
I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette,
Sober don't me
I'm on
Bout to sip the liquor like it's
Thats how I am

I take painkillers to ease the
Though I in pain
No, we, ain't the same, we
I'm on

'Cept when I it, gout
Me up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, tab, hash, 'rooms
I done woke up with a f-cking in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high,
Menace to society I sorry for your mother
Me and on 'shrooms
Call us the Mario
Back down, we never down
Never out
Can't put my down

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on (x5)

Painkillers, I call 'em 'caine
'Cause they'll hold me up I take 'em
I a cane and pillows
I'm on

Sick when I it, barf
Me up, fart
I crush ya brain like a crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my Tylenol 3 up

Grab the key up off the counter till the all left the crib
Man, whoda that 3 in the morning I'd still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel, the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, re-up
Call me Brett Favre, it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it's on again yeah, that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm with the craft
a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows like some f-cking tangled hair rasta...
...farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I'll send a axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent
Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, c ya girl
'Cause we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another whore to smash the stir up
We rap we're on

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on (x5)

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on (x5)

Da 5'9"]
I'm on painkillers, cigarette, speed
Uh, classic!
Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me, the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tucked in my pants
Then I'm hearing drop, 'cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

Then I to the front of the K-Mart shopping center
Wit' a coupon book and a hundred and ten
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard
I'll crush your brain like I'm crushing
What the f-ck's the deal?
shit's making me feel like I'm tryna do a muthf-ckin cartwheel up a hill

Da 5'9"]
How bars, how many tabs?
A-c-i-d, y-e-s, I'm sniffin NYES

F-u-c-ked up, and obvious

Da 5'9"]
Smoking in my chest

I'm

Da 5'9"]
I'm a

Put this CD in and see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the to Roethlisberger

Da 5'9"]
You are gonna wind up six deep
Under that shits so I hope that you want preservers

You could put a on the plate
on the tablecloth to serve us
You bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville when a gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' that post office further
Right off the surface, to the in the darkest and the farthest corner

Da 5'9"]
How many bars, how many
Maui, wowee, diesel, how many jars,
To all my I'll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the back of her neck in a bathroom
And she can just puke from this piss from my 24-inch catheter cord

I'm the type that'll take a bath wit' a
Drown her, bang her head on the door
When I'm stashin' 'er in the back, her forehead on the dash
And its blowin', a Benz jeep horn

My be knowin' that when I'm on a binge, I'm stingy
Even I'm ten deep in a room with the MG and and wit' Lindsay Lohan and she on...