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All these little young kids aint got no direction**lf**Shit, these lil kids is on everything**lf**Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha**lf****lf**I''m on everything (x5)**lf****lf**Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha**lf****lf**I''m on everything (x5)**lf****lf**[Royce Da 5''9'']**lf**I''m on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed**lf**Sober don''t interest me**lf**I''m on everything**lf**Bout to sip the liquor like it''s caine**lf**Thats how high I am**lf****lf**I take painkillers to ease the pain**lf**Though I aint in pain**lf**No, we, ain''t the same, we drunk**lf**I''m on everything**lf****lf**''Cept when I kick it, gout**lf**Me sobering up, ha, alf**lf**Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, ''rooms**lf**I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom**lf**I am f-cking high, high, high, high**lf**Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother**lf**Me and Vicious on ''shrooms**lf**Call us the Mario brothers**lf**Back down, we never back down**lf**Never laid out**lf**Can''t put my back down**lf****lf**Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,**lf**I''m on everything (x5)**lf****lf**[Eminem]**lf**Painkillers, I call ''em ''caine pillars**lf**''Cause they''ll hold me up when I take ''em**lf**I need a cane and pillows**lf**I''m on everything**lf****lf**Sick when I kick it, barf**lf**Me sobering up, fart**lf**I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah**lf**F-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up**lf****lf**Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib**lf**Man, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I''d still be up**lf**Could barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore a tree up**lf**On my way to the dealer''s, tryna re-up**lf**Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep**lf**It''s wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up**lf**Bitch, it''s on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half**lf**While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb**lf**And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh**lf**I''m the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I''m demonic with the craft**lf**There''s a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta**lf**Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta&**lf**&farian, Jamaican, relax, man**lf**I''ll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent**lf**Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, c heck ya girl**lf**''Cause after we prop you up, we propping her up**lf**So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups**lf**Your boyfriend better find another f-cking whore to smash the stir up**lf**We rap like we''re on**lf****lf**Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,**lf**I''m on everything (x5)**lf****lf**Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,**lf**I''m on everything (x5)**lf****lf**[Royce Da 5''9'']**lf**I''m on syrup painkillers, cigarette, speed**lf**Uh, classic!**lf**It''s Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly**lf**I told that bitch to get at me, then the bitch attacked me**lf**Kid you not, I''m lit up as f-ck, tablecloth tucked in my pants**lf**Then I''m hearing dishes drop, ''cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks**lf****lf**[Eminem]**lf**Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping center**lf**Wit'' a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks**lf**And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard stain**lf**I''ll crush your brain like I''m crushing pills**lf**What the f-ck''s the muthf-cking deal?**lf**This shit''s making me feel like I''m tryna do a muthf-ckin cartwheel up a hill**lf****lf**[Royce Da 5''9'']**lf**How many bars, how many tabs?**lf**A-c-i-d, y-e-s, ''cause I''m sniffin NYES**lf****lf**[Eminem]**lf**F-u-c-ked up, and it''s obvious**lf****lf**[Royce Da 5''9'']**lf**Smoking Henny in my chest**lf****lf**[Eminem]**lf**I''m B-A-N-A-N-A-S**lf****lf**[Royce Da 5''9'']**lf**I''m a C-O-C-O-N-U-T**lf****lf**[Eminem]**lf**Put this CD in and you''ll see**lf**The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger**lf****lf**[Royce Da 5''9'']**lf**You are gonna wind up six feet deep**lf**Under that shits creek so I hope that you want preservers**lf****lf**[Eminem]**lf**You could put a turd on the plate**lf**Silverware on the tablecloth to serve us**lf**You don''t bring shit to the table**lf**I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets murdered**lf**You pushing the envelope, and I''m shovin'' that whole post office further**lf**Right off the surface, to the serpents in the darkest and the farthest corner**lf****lf**[Royce Da 5''9'']**lf**How many bars, how many bars**lf**Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how many jars,**lf**To all my people I''ll be the Mars, mommy come on**lf**She can actually wrap my nutsack ''round the back of her neck in a bathroom stall**lf**And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch catheter cord**lf****lf**[Eminem]**lf****lf**I''m the type that''ll take a bath wit'' a whore**lf**Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door**lf**When I''m stashin'' ''er in the back, smackin'' her forehead on the dash**lf**And its accidentally blowin'', a Benz jeep horn**lf****lf**[Royce]**lf****lf**My friends be knowin'' that when I''m on a binge, I''m stingy**lf**Even when I''m ten deep in a room with the MG and and wit'' Lindsay Lohan and she on&**lf****lf**Eminem Ft. Royce Da 5293 I''m On Everything Lyrics