Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Everything

All these little young kids aint got no
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 painkillers, cigarette, weed
don't interest me
I'm on
Bout to sip the liquor like it's
how high I am

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

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

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

when I kick it, barf
Me sobering up,
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a 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, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I'd be up
barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore 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, other words I f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it's on yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair blonde again and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm demonic with the
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 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, put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better another f-cking whore to smash the stir up
We rap we're 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
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away my dinner with schmucks

Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart center
Wit' a coupon and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater a mustard stain
I'll crush brain like I'm crushing pills
the f-ck's 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, '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 this CD in and see
The sequel to Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger

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

You put a turd on the plate
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 that whole post 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 I'll 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 from sipping this piss my 24-inch catheter cord

I'm the that'll take a bath wit' a whore
Drown her, bang her head on the 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' that when I'm on a binge, I'm
Even I'm ten deep in a room with the MG and and wit' Lindsay Lohan and she on...