Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these young kids aint got no direction
Shit, these lil 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 like it's caine
how high I am

I take painkillers to ease the
Though I in pain
No, we, the same, we drunk
I'm on

when I kick it, gout
Me up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, tab, hash, 'rooms
I done up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high,
Menace to society I feel for your mother
Me and on 'shrooms
Call us the Mario
Back down, we back down
Never out
put my back 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 ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my last 3 up

Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all 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, tore a up
On my way to the dealer's, re-up
Call me Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, other words I just my RV up
Bitch, on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan
And I dye my hair back blonde and laugh
I'm the macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm demonic with the craft
There's a in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded some f-cking tangled hair rasta...
...farian, Jamaican, relax, man
send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent
Bad and Evil is back an epidural, c heck ya girl
'Cause after we you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these
boyfriend better find 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!
Eminem 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, tablecloth in my pants
I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

Then I aimed to the of the K-Mart shopping center
a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a stain
I'll crush your brain like I'm pills
What the f-ck's the 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, I'm sniffin NYES

F-u-c-ked up, and it's

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 Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger

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

You could put a on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to us
You bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the and the farthest 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 this piss from my 24-inch catheter cord

I'm the type that'll take a bath a whore
Drown her, her head 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 deep in a with the MG and and wit' Lindsay Lohan and she on...