Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these little young kids got no direction
Shit, these lil kids is on
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 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, the same, we drunk
I'm on

'Cept I kick 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 feel sorry for mother
Me and on 'shrooms
Call us the brothers
Back down, we back down
laid out
Can't put my down

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

Painkillers, I call 'em pillars
'Cause they'll me up when I take 'em
I need a cane and
I'm on

when I kick it, barf
Me up, fart
I ya brain like a pill 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 camp all the crib
Man, whoda knew 3 in the morning I'd still be up
Could barely see up the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, re-up
me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, other words I f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it's on again yeah, that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm demonic the craft
a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some f-cking hair rasta...
...farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I'll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a accent
Bad and Evil is back an epidural, c heck 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 f-cking 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, then the bitch me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tablecloth tucked in my
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my with schmucks

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

Da 5'9"]
How many bars, how tabs?
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 this CD in and see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the to Roethlisberger

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

You could put a on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to us
You don't bring to the table
I your grill like a Seville when a mark gets murdered
You the envelope, and I'm shovin' that whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the darkest and the corner

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

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

My friends be that 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...