Waptrick Bad Meets Evil - I am On Everything Letras de músicas

  • [Intro: Mike Epps]

    All these little young kids ain't got no direction

    Shit, these lil kids is on everything

    [Hook: Mike Epps]

    Syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed

    Hennessy, vodka, hah-hah-huh, hah-hah

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on

    [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]

    I’m on syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed

    Henny-Henny, sober don’t interest me

    I’m on everytha-a-ang

    'Bout to sniff the liquor like it’s 'ca-a-a-aine:

    That's how high I am (I'm blue)

    I take painkillers to ease the pain, though I ain't in pain

    No, we, ain’t the same: you drunk, I’m on everything

    Sick when I kick it, gout, me sobering up: Ha! ALF

    Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'shrooms

    I done woke up with a fucking tiger in my bathroom

    I am fucking (high) {bdlldadhld}, (high) {bdlldadhld}, (high) {bdlldadhld} (high)

    Menace to society, I feel sorry for your mother

    Me and Vishis on 'shrooms, call us the Mario Brothers

    Back down, we never back down, never laid out, can’t put my back down

    [Hook: Mike Epps]

    (I'm on) syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed

    Hennessy, vodka, hah-hah-huh, hah-hah

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on

    [Verse 2: Eminem]

    Painkillers, I call them 'caine 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 noise}: fart

    I crush your 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 to the camper, left the crib

    Man, who'da 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. Yup

    It’s wrong, in 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 mon

    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 pop you up, we're 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

    [Hook: Mike Epps]

    (I'm on) syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed

    Hennessy, vodka, hah-hah-huh, hah-hah

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    (I'm on) syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed

    Hennessy, vodka, hah-hah-huh, hah-hah

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    I'm on everything

    [Verse 3: Royce da 5'9"]

    I’m on syrup, painkillers, cigarette, speed, Henny-henna... 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

    Cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

    [Verse 4: Eminem]

    Then I enter 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 mothafuckin' deal?

    This shit’s making me feel like I’m tryna do a mothafuckin' cartwheel up a hill

    [Verse 5: Royce da 5'9" & (Eminem)]

    How many bars, how many tabs?

    Of A-C-I-D? Y-E-S

    Cause I’m sniffin' M-Y E-X

    (F-U-C-Ked up, and it’s obvious)

    Smoke and Henny in my chest

    (I’m B-A-N-A-N-A-S)

    I’m a C-O-C-O-N-U-T

    [Verse 6: Eminem & (Royce da 5'9")]

    Put this CD in then you’ll see, the sequel to Scary Movie

    Bad is to Evil, a roofie to Roethlisberger

    (You are gonna wind up six feet deep, under that shit's creek

    So I hope that you brought 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'm in your grill like a Seville when a moth gets murdered

    You pushing the envelope and I’m shovin’ that whole post office further

    Right off the surface of this earth

    To the serpents in the darkest and the farthest corner

    [Verse 7: Royce da 5'9"]

    How many bars? How many bars?

    Maui Wowie, Sour Diesel, how many jars?

    To all my people, I’ll be to 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

    [Verse 8: Eminem]

    I’m the type that’ll take a bath on a whore

    Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door

    When I’m stashin’ her in the back, smacking her fore-

    Head on the dash 'til it's accidentally blowin’

    The Benz Jeep horn

    [Verse 9: Royce da 5'9"]

    My friends be knowin’

    That when I’m on a binge, I’m stingy

    Even when I’m ten deep in a room at the MGM

    With Lindsay Lohan and she on

    [Outro: Mike Epps]

    Syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed, Hennessy, vodka

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