Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these little 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
to sip the liquor like it's caine
Thats how I am

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

'Cept I kick it, gout
Me up, ha, alf
rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'rooms
I woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high,
to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on
us the Mario 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 'caine
'Cause they'll hold me up I take 'em
I need a cane and
I'm on

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

the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, knew that 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 Brett Favre, 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 chronic in the cab with McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm 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 f-cking
Bad and Evil is with 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 whore to smash the 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 syrup painkillers, cigarette,
Uh, classic!
It's Eminem and him again, my sentiments
I told that bitch to get at me, then the attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tucked in my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my with schmucks

Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart center
Wit' a coupon book and a and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife with a mustard stain
I'll crush brain like I'm crushing pills
What the f-ck's the muthf-cking
shit's 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 sniffin

F-u-c-ked up, and obvious

Da 5'9"]
Smoking Henny in my

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 up six feet deep
Under that shits creek so I hope that you preservers

You put a turd on the plate
on the tablecloth to serve us
You don't bring shit to the
I mean your grill like a 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 bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, diesel, how many jars,
To all my people be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually my nutsack 'round the back of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch catheter cord

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

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