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,
Sober don't me
I'm on
Bout to sip the liquor like it's
Thats how I am

I take painkillers to ease the
I aint 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 woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high,
Menace to I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on
us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never back
laid out
Can't put my back

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

Painkillers, I call 'em 'caine
'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 my last Tylenol 3 up

Grab the key up off the 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 wheel, crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, tryna
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, break 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 macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm demonic with the craft
a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some f-cking hair rasta...
...farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I'll send a axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent
Bad and Evil is back 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 better find 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 that bitch to get at me, then the bitch me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tucked in my pants
I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

Then I aimed to the front of the shopping center
Wit' a coupon book and a hundred and ten
And a bunch of change and beater with a mustard stain
crush your brain like I'm crushing pills
What the the muthf-cking deal?
This shit's making me feel 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 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 up six feet deep
Under that creek 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 grill like a Seville a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' that whole post office
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 people I'll be the Mars, mommy on
She can actually wrap my nutsack the back of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 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, her forehead on the dash
And its accidentally blowin', a Benz horn

My be knowin' 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...