Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these little young kids 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 syrup painkillers, cigarette,
Sober don't me
I'm on
Bout to sip the liquor 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

'Cept 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
Call us the 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 pillars
'Cause they'll me up when I take 'em
I a cane and pillows
I'm on

when I kick it, barf
Me sobering up,
I crush ya brain like a crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my 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, crashed the whip, a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, tryna
Call me Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it's on yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm with the craft
There's a in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like f-cking tangled 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
'Cause after we you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya up in these stirrups
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 syrup painkillers, cigarette,
Uh, classic!
It's Eminem and him again, my sentiments
I told that bitch to get at me, then the bitch me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tablecloth tucked in my
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my dinner schmucks

Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart center
Wit' a book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of and wife beater with a mustard stain
I'll crush your like I'm crushing pills
What the f-ck's the deal?
This shit's making me feel like I'm tryna do a muthf-ckin cartwheel up a

Da 5'9"]
How bars, how many tabs?
A-c-i-d, y-e-s, 'cause I'm NYES

F-u-c-ked up, and it's

Da 5'9"]
Smoking Henny in my

I'm

Da 5'9"]
I'm a

Put CD in and you'll see
The to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger

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

You could put a on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to us
You bring 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 office further
off the surface, to the serpents in the darkest and the farthest corner

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

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

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