Cum On Everybody Songtext / Lyric

hmmm-hmmm-hmhmhmhm....ahh,whooo!!shit
(em)
yo mic check. testing one,two...um...twelve

this is my dance song (outsidaz)
can you hear me?
aight, ay turn my headphones up
(bust it bust it)

my favoite color is red,like the blood shed
from kurt cobains head when he shot himself dead
women all grabbin at my shishkabob
bought lauryn hills tape so her kids could starve
(i cant stand white people!)
you thought i was livid now im even more so
shit i got full blown aids and a sore throat
i got a wardrobe with an orange robe
im in the fourth row signin autographs at your show
(yo can you sign this here?)
i just remembered that im absent minded
wait i mean ive lost my mind i cant find it
im freestylin every verse that i spit
cause i dont 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 chrstmas gift list
you wanna get high here bitch just sniff this

cum on everybody-- get down tonight(8x)

yoyoyo
i tried suicide once and ill try it again
thats why i write sngs where i die at the end
cause i dont give a fuck like my middlefinger was stuck
and i was wavin it at everybody screamin "i suck"
i go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
and yell out loud"all yall get the hell out now"
fuck rap im givin it up yall im sorry
(but eminem this is your record release party!)
im bored of my gourd-so took a hammer
and nailed my foot to the floorboad of my ford
guess im just a sick sick bastard
whos one sandwich short of a picnic dasket(iaint got it all)
one excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
i feel like my head has been shredded like letuce and cabbage
and if you ever see a video for this shit
ill probably be dressed up like mummy with my wrists slit

cum on everybody-get down tonight (8x)

got bitches on my jock out in east detroit
cause they think that im motherfuckin beastie boy
so told em i was mike d
they was like "gee i dont know he might be!"
ill be standin by the loch ness monster peace ou
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
"ken kaniff from connecticut can you accept?"
i wanna make songs all the fellas dub
and murder every rich rapper that im jealous of
so just remember when i bomb your set
yo i only cuss to make your momm upset

cum on everybody- get down tonight (20x)