"I'm On Everything"
(Feat. Mike Epps)
All these little young kids ain't got no direction
Shit, these little kids is on everything
Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy.
Vodka. hahaha ha
I'm on everything Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy.
Vodka. hahaha ha
I'm on everything I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed
Sober don't interest me
I'm on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it's caine
That's how high I am
I take painkillers to ease the pain
Though I ain't in pain
No, we, ain't the same, we drunk
I'm on everything
Sick when I kick it, gout
Me sobering up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'rooms
I done woke up with a fucking tiger in my
Bathroom
I am fucking high - blahbl - high -blahbl high -
Blahbl high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on 'shrooms
Call us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never back down
Never laid out
Can't put my back down
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy,
Vodka,
I'm on everything Painkillers, I call 'em cane pillars
'Cause to hold me up when I take 'em
I need a cane and pillars
I'm on everything
Sick when I kick it, barf
Me sobering up, fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, let's crush a
Pill yeah
Fuck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up
Grab the key up off the counter till the camper
Left the crib
Man, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I'd still
Be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel,
Crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R-E, yep
It's wrong, other words I just fucked my RV up
Bitch, it's on again yeah, break that Klonopin in
Half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with
Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm
Demonic with the Kraft
There's a devil in my noodle, you angel hair
Pasta
Flows dreaded like some fucking tangled hair
Rasta...
... farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I'll send a fucking axe at you if you insist on a
Fucking accent
Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, check ya
Girl
'Cause after we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another fucking
Hornets nest to stir up
We rap like we're on
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy,
Vodka,
I'm on everything Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy,
Vodka,
I'm on everything I'm on syrup, painkillers, cigarette, speed, hene-
Huh huh
Classic!
It's Eminem and him again, my sentiments
Exactly
I told that bitch to get at me, then the bitch
Attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as fuck, tablecloth tucked
In my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, as I walk away
From my dinner with schmucks
Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping
Center
With' a coupon book and a hundred and ten
Bucks
And a bunch of change and a wife beater with a
Mustard stain
I'll crush your brain like I'm crushing pills
What the fuck's the motherfucking deal?
This shit's making me feel like I'm tryna do a
Motherfucking cartwheel up a hill
How many bars, how many tabs?
A-c-I-d, y-e-s, 'cause I'm sniffing NYES
F-u-c-ked up, and it's obvious
Smoking Henny in my chest
I'm B-A-N-A-N-A-S
I'm a C-O-C-O-N-U-T
Put this CD in and then you'll see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the
Roofie to Roethlisberger
You are gonna wind up six feet deep
Under that shits creek so I hope that you want
Preservers
You could put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to serve us
You don't bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets
Murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' that
Whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the
Darkest and the farthest corner
How many bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how many jars,
To all my people I'll be the Mars, mommy come
On
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the
Back of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from
My 24-inch catheter cord
I'm the type that'll take a bath with' a whore
Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door
When I'm stashin' 'er in the back, smackin' her
Forehead on the dash
And it's accidentally blowin', a Benz jeep horn
My friends be knowin' that when I'm on a binge,
I'm stingy
Even when I'm ten deep in a room with the MG
And and with' Lindsay Lohan and she on...