Eminem - Cum On Everybody Lyrics
[girl] hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! shit[em] yo, mic checkTesting one, two, um... twelve(whattup whattup whattup.. outsidaz)[em] this is my dance song (outsidaz)Can you hear me?(rah digga, pacewon, young zee)[em] aight, ay turn my headphones up(bust it bust it)[eminem]My favoite color is red, like the blood shedFrom kurt cobains head, when he shot himself deadWomen all grabbin at my shishkabobBought lauryn hills tape so her kids could starve(I cant stand white people!)You thought I was livid, now Im even more soShit I got full blown aids and a sore throatI got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*}Im in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show(yo can you sign this right here? )I just remembered that Im absent mindedWait, I mean Ive lost my mind, I cant find itIm freestylin every verse that I spitCause I dont even remember the words to my shit (umm, one two)I told the doc I need a change in sicknessAnd gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilisPut my lp on your christmas gift listYou wanna get high, here ***** just sniff thisCum on everybody -- get down tonight (8x)[eminem]Yo.. yo yo yo yoI tried suicide once and Ill try it againThats why I write songs where I die at the endCause I dont give a *****, like my middle finger was stuckAnd I was wavin it at everybody screamin, I suck (I suck!!!)I go on stage in front of a sellout crowdAnd yell out loud, all yall get the hell out now***** rap, Im givin it up yall, Im sorry(but eminem this is your record release party!)Im bored out of my gourd -- so I took a hammerAnd nailed my foot to the floorboard of my fordGuess Im just a sick sick bastardWhos one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I aint got it all)One excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinetI feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage(ohhhhhhh) and if you ever see a video for this shitIll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slitCum on everybody -- get down tonight (8x)[eminem]Got *****es on my jock out in east detroitCause they think that Im a mother*****in beastie boy {*wolf whistle*}So I told em I was mike dThey was like, gee I dont know, he might be!I told em, meet me at kid rocks next concertIll be standin by the loch ness monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)Then I jetted to the weed houseSmoked out til I started bustin freestylesBroke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstickCrushed up the tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*}Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*]Ken kaniff from connecticut, can you accept?I wanna make songs all the fellas dubAnd murder every rich rapper that Im jealous ofSo just remember when I bomb your setYo, I only cuss to make your mom upsetCum on everybody -- get down tonight (20x)
