Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these young kids aint got no direction
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 painkillers, cigarette, weed
Sober interest me
I'm on
to sip the liquor like it's caine
Thats how I am

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

when I kick it, gout
Me up, ha, alf
rules everything, acid 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 feel sorry for your
Me and on 'shrooms
Call us the Mario
Back down, we never back
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 need a cane and
I'm on

Sick I kick it, barf
Me up, fart
I crush ya brain like a crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just my last 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, crashed the whip, a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, tryna
Call me Brett Favre, it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, other words I just my RV up
Bitch, it's on again yeah, that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab Donovan McNabb
And I dye my back blonde again and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you bitch, I'm demonic with the craft
There's a devil in my noodle, you angel hair
Flows dreaded like some f-cking 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 with an epidural, c heck ya girl
'Cause after we you up, we propping her up
So, baby, put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another f-cking whore to the stir up
We rap like 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!
It's and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told bitch to get at me, then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tucked in my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my with schmucks

Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping
Wit' a book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife with a mustard stain
I'll crush your like I'm crushing pills
What the the muthf-cking deal?
This shit's me feel like I'm tryna do a muthf-ckin cartwheel up a hill

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

F-u-c-ked up, and obvious

Da 5'9"]
Smoking in my chest

I'm

Da 5'9"]
I'm a

Put CD in and you'll see
The to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger

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

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

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

I'm the type that'll take a bath a whore
her, bang her head on the passenger door
When I'm 'er in the back, smackin' her forehead on the dash
And its accidentally blowin', a Benz jeep

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