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 liquor like caine
how high I am

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

'Cept when I kick it,
Me up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash,
I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my
I am f-cking high, high, high,
Menace to society I feel sorry for your
Me and Vicious on
Call us the brothers
Back down, we never back
laid out
Can't put my down

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

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

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

Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the
Man, whoda that 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, break that Klonopin in
I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
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 dreaded like f-cking tangled 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 with an epidural, c ya girl
'Cause after we you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these
Your boyfriend better another f-cking 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!
It's Eminem and him again, my sentiments
I that bitch to get at me, then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tablecloth in my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away my dinner with schmucks

Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart center
Wit' a coupon book and a hundred and ten
And a bunch of change and wife beater a mustard stain
crush your brain like I'm crushing pills
What the f-ck's the 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 sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the to Roethlisberger

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

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

Da 5'9"]
How bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, diesel, how many jars,
To all my people be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack the back of her neck in a bathroom stall
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 on the passenger door
I'm stashin' 'er in the back, smackin' her forehead on the dash
And its accidentally blowin', a Benz jeep

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