Eminem – Cum on Everybody Lyrics

Produced By: Jeff Bass
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[Intro]
Yo, mic check, testing one, two, um.. twelve
Whattup whattup whattup!
(Outsidaz)
This is my dance song; can you hear me?
(Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee)
Alright, ay turn my headphones up

[Verse 1]
My favorite color is red, like the blood shed
From Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead

Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve
(“I can’t stand white people”)

You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so
Shit I got full-blown AIDS and a sore throat

I got a wardrobe with an orange robe
I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at your show
I just remembered that I'm absent-minded
Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it

I'm freestylin' every verse that I spit
Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit

I told the doc I need a change in sickness
And gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis
Put my LP on your Christmas gift list
You want to get high? Here, bitch, just sniff this!


[Hook]
Cum on everybody (get down tonight)

[Verse 2]
I tried suicide once and I'll try it again
That's why I write songs where I die at the end
Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck
And I was wavin' it at everybody screaming, "I suck"

I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
And yell out loud: "All y'all get the hell out now"

Fuck rap, I'm givin' it up y'all, I'm sorry
(But Eminem this is your record release party)

I'm bored out of my gourd
So I took a hammer and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford

Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard
Who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket

One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
And if you ever see a video for this shit
I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit


[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit
Cause they think that I'm a mothafuckin' Beastie Boy
So I told em I was Mike D
They was like, "gee I don't know, he might be!"

I told em "meet me at Kid Rock's next concert
I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness Monster"
Peace out, then I jetted to the weed house
Smoked out til I started bustin' freestyles
Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick
Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick
Made a couple of crank calls collect (*brrrrrrring, click*)
"It's Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"
I want to make songs all the fellas dub
And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of
So just remember when I bomb your set
Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset

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