Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All little 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 painkillers, cigarette, weed
don't interest me
I'm on
Bout to sip the liquor like it's
Thats how I am

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

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

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

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

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

Grab the key up off the till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda knew that 3 in the 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
Call me Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my back blonde again and laugh
I'm the real you cheesy bitch, I'm demonic with the craft
There's a devil in my noodle, you angel hair
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 is back with an epidural, c heck ya girl
after we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these
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 syrup painkillers, cigarette,
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, tucked in my pants
Then I'm dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping
a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard
I'll crush your brain I'm crushing pills
What the the muthf-cking deal?
This shit's making me feel like I'm 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 Henny in my

I'm

Da 5'9"]
I'm a

Put this CD in and see
The to Scary 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 put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to us
You don't shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' that post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the and the farthest corner

Da 5'9"]
How many bars, how many
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how jars,
To all my people be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the back of her neck in a stall
And she can just puke 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, her forehead on the dash
And its blowin', a Benz jeep horn

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