Текст песни I’m On Everything - Bad Meets Evil feat. Mike Epps
All
these
little
young
kids
Ain't
got
no
direction
Shit,
these
lil'
kids
is
on
everything
Syrup,
painkillers,
cigarette
Weed,
Hennessy,
vodka
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
Syrup,
painkillers,
cigarette
Weed,
Hennessy,
vodka
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
I'm
on
syrup,
painkillers,
cigarette,
weed
Henny-Henny,
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
soberin'
up,
Alf
Cash
rules
everything,
acid
tab,
hash,
'rooms
I
done
woke
up
with
a
fuckin'
tiger
in
my
bathroom
I
am
fuckin'
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,
I'm
on
Syrup,
painkillers,
cigarette
Weed,
Hennessy,
vodka
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
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
soberin'
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
three
up
Grab
the
key
up
off
the
counter
till
the
camp
all
left
the
crib
Man,
who'da
knew
that
three
in
the
mornin'
I'd
still
be
up
Could
barely
see
up
over
the
steerin'
wheel,
crashed
the
whip
Tore
a
tree
up
on
my
way
to
the
dealer's,
tryin'
to
re-up
Call
me
Brett
Favre,
spell
it
FAVRE,
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
blond
again
and
laugh
I'm
the
real
macaroni,
you
cheesy
bitch
I'm
demonic
with
the
Craft
There's
a
devil
in
my
noodle,
you
angel
hair
pasta
Flow's
dreaded
like
some
fuckin'
Tangled
hair
Rastafarian,
Jamaican
Relax
man,
I'll
send
a
fuckin'
axe
at
you
If
you
insist
on
a
fuckin'
accent
Bad
and
evil
is
back
with
an
epidural,
check
ya
girl
'Cause
after
we
pop
you
up,
we
poppin'
her
up
So,
baby,
come
put
ya
feet
up
in
these
stirrups
Your
boyfriend
better
find
Another
fuckin'
hornets
nest
to
stir
up
We
rap
like
we're
on
Syrup,
painkillers,
cigarette
Weed,
Hennessy,
vodka
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
Syrup,
painkillers,
cigarette
Weed,
Hennessy,
vodka
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
everything
I'm
on
I'm
on
syrup
painkillers
Cigarette,
speed,
Henny,
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
hearin'
dishes
drop
'Cause
I
walked
away
from
my
dinner
with
schmucks
Then
I
aimed
to
the
front
of
the
K-Mart
Shoppin'
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
crushin'
pills
What
the
fuck's
the
motherfuckin'
deal?
This
shit's
makin'
me
feel
like
I'm
tryin'
to
do
a
motherfuckin'
cartwheel
up
a
hill
How
many
bars,
how
many
tabs?
A-C-I-D?
Y-E-S
'Cause
I'm
sniffin'
M-Y-E-S,
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
Put
this
CD
in
and
you'll
see,
the
sequel
to
Scary
Movie
Bad
is
too
evil,
the
roofie
to
Roethlisberger
You
are
gonna
wind
up
six
feet
deep
under
That
shit's
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
pushin'
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
to
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
sippin'
this
piss
From
my
twenty
four
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'
her
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
with
Lindsay
Lohan
and
she
on
Syrup,
painkillers,
cigarette
Weed,
Hennessy,
vodka
1 Above the Law
2 Take from Me
3 A Kiss
4 Welcome 2 Hell
5 Fast Lane
6 Lighters
7 I’m On Everything
8 The Reunion
9 Loud Noises
10 Living Proof
11 Echo
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