Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All little 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
don't interest me
I'm on
Bout to sip the like it's caine
how high I am

I take to ease the pain
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, acid tab, hash,
I done woke up with a f-cking in my bathroom
I am high, high, high, high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your
Me and Vicious on
us the Mario brothers
Back down, we back down
laid out
Can't put my back

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

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

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

Grab the key up off the till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda knew 3 in the morning I'd still be up
Could see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, tryna
Call me Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it's on again yeah, break that in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan
And I dye my hair back again and laugh
I'm the macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm demonic 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 f-cking axe at you if you 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, come put ya up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another whore to smash 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!
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, tablecloth tucked in my
Then I'm dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

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

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

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 sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to

Da 5'9"]
You are gonna wind up six deep
Under that shits creek so I 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 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 bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how jars,
To all my people I'll be the Mars, mommy on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the back of her neck in a stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch catheter

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

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