Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these 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 syrup painkillers, cigarette,
don't interest me
I'm on
Bout to sip the like it's caine
Thats how I am

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

when I kick it, gout
Me up, ha, alf
rules everything, acid 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 Vicious on
us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never down
Never out
Can't put my back

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

Painkillers, I 'em 'caine pillars
'Cause 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 a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I crushed 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 barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore a up
On my way to the dealer's, re-up
Call me Brett Favre, it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, other words I f-cked my RV up
Bitch, on again yeah, break 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 real macaroni you bitch, I'm demonic with the craft
There's a devil in my noodle, you angel hair
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 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 up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better another f-cking 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 painkillers, cigarette, speed
Uh, classic!
It's 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
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked from 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 with a mustard
I'll crush your brain like I'm crushing
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 many bars, how tabs?
A-c-i-d, y-e-s, 'cause I'm 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 this CD in and see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the to Roethlisberger

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

You could put a turd on the
Silverware on the tablecloth to us
You don't bring shit to the
I mean your like a Seville when a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' that whole post 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 I'll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch catheter

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

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