Luyện nghe bài hát I'm on Everything

All these little young aint 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 interest me
I'm on
Bout to sip the liquor it's caine
how high I am

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

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

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

Painkillers, I call 'em pillars
'Cause hold me up when I take 'em
I a cane and pillows
I'm on

Sick when I kick it,
Me sobering up,
I crush ya brain like a crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my last 3 up

the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda that 3 in the morning I'd still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel, 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, words I just 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 back blonde again 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 like some f-cking tangled rasta
farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I'll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking
Bad and is back with 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 syrup painkillers, cigarette,
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, tucked in my pants
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
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, I'm sniffin 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 Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie 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 on the plate
Silverware on the to serve us
You don't shit to the table
I mean your 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 farthest

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

I'm the type take a bath wit' a whore
Drown her, bang her on the passenger door
When I'm stashin' 'er in the back, smackin' her forehead on the
And its blowin', a Benz 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