I’m On Everything (Album Version|Explicit)

I’m On Everything (Album Version|Explicit) - Bad Meets Evil/Mike Epps

Composed by：H. Jackson

All these little young kids ain't got no direction

S**t these lil' kids is on everything

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I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

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I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

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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

'Cept when I kick it gout

Me sobering up ha alf

Cash rules everything acid tab hash 'shrooms

I done woke up with a f**king tiger in my bathroom

I am f**king high high high 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

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I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

Painkillers I call 'em Caine pillars

'Cause they'll hold me up when I take 'em

I need a cane and pillows

I'm on everything

Sick when I kick it barf

Me sobering up fart

I crush ya brain like a pill crushe

R let's crush a pill yeah

F**k I think I just crushed my last Tylenol three up

Grab the key up off the counter

Till the camp all left the crib

Man who'd knew that three 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 f**ked my RV up

B***h 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 blond again and laugh

I'm the real macaroni you cheesy b***h

I'm demonic with the craft

There's a devil in my noodle you angel hair pasta

Flows dreaded like some f**king tangled hair rasta

Farian Jamaican relax man

I'll send a f**king axe at you

If you insist on a f**king 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 f**king W***e

To smash the stir up

We rap like we're on

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I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

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I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

I'm on everything

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Uh classic

It's Eminem and him again my sentiments exactly

I told that b***h to get at me

Then the b***h attacked me

Kid you not I'm lit up as f**k

Tablecloth tucked in my pants

Then I'm hearing dishes drop

'Cause I walked 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 wife beater with a mustard stain

I'll crush your brain like I'm crushing pills

What the f**k's the muthf**kin' deal

This s**ts making me feel like

I'm tryna do a mothaf**kin' cartwheel up a hill

How many bars how many tabs

A-c-i-d y-e-s 'cause I'm sniffin n-y-e-s

F-you-c-k'ed 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-you-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 s**ts 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 s**t 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 wow wee sour diesel how many jars

To all my people I'll be the Mars mommy come on

She can actually wrap my nut sack 'round

The back of her neck in a bathroom stall

And she can just puke from sipping

This piss from my twenty four inch catheter cord

I'm the type that'll take a bath with' a w***e

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

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