Kunci: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
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
Am
Bm
Syrup, painkillers, cigarette
Dm
F
Dm
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Verse 2
I'm on everything
I'm on
Bm
I'm on syrup, painkillers, cigarette,
Am
weed
Henny- Henny,
Dm
sober don't interest me
I'm on everything
'Bout to sip the liquor like it's 'caine,
that's how high I am
C
Bm
I take painkillers to ease the pain,
B
Am
though I ain't in pain
G
F
Em
No, we ain't the same, we drunk,
'Cept when I kick it, gout,
me soberin' up, Alf
C
Bm
Cash rules everything, acid tab,
Am
Dm
Am
hash, 'rooms
G
I done woke up with a fuck
F
Em
in' tiger in my bathroom
Dm
I am fuckin' high, high, high, high
C
Bm
Menace to society I feel
Am
Dm
Me and Vicious on 'shrooms, c
F
Dm
all us the Mario Brothers
Back down, we never back down
Never laid out, can't put my back down,
I'm on
Bm
Syrup, painkillers, cigarette
F
Dm
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on
C
Bm
Painkillers, I call 'em 'caine pillars
Bb
'Cause they'll hold me
Am
G
up when I take 'em
Verse 3
Sick when I kick it, barf, me soberin' up, fart
C
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher,
B
Am
let's crush a pill, yeah
Bb
Am
Fuck, I think I just crushed
G
F
my last Tylenol three up
Em
Dm
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
C
Bm
B
Could barely see up over the steerin' wheel,
Bb
Am
Dm
Gm
F
Tore a tree up on my way to the dealer's,
Call me Brett Favre, spell it FAVRE, yep
It's wrong, other words I
just fucked my RV up
C
Bitch, it's on again yeah,
B
break that Klonopin in half
Bb
Am
Gm
While I smoke some chronic in the
F
Em
E
cab with Donovan McNabb
Dm
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,
C
Bm
Bb
Am
you angel hair pasta
Gm
Flow's dreaded like some fuckin'
F
Em
Dm
Tangled hair
Rastafarian, Jamaican
Relax man, I'll send a fuckin' axe at you
If you insist on a fuckin' accent
C
Bm
Bb
Bad and evil is back with an
Am
epidural, check ya girl
G
F
'Cause after we pop you up,
Dm
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
C
Bm
Syrup, painkillers, cigarette
Dm
F
I'm on everything
Verse 4
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
C
Bm
Syrup, painkillers, cigarette
G
Dm
Em
E
Dm
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Verse 5
Dm
Am
Dm
Cigarette, speed, Henny, classic
It's Eminem and him again
My sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me
Verse 6
Dm
Then the bitch attacked me Kid
C
you not, I'm lit up as fuck
my pants then
Am
I'm hearin' dishes drop
'Cause I walked away from
Dm
Em
Then I aimed to the front
Verse 7
Shoppin' center with a coupon book
And a hundred and ten bucks
and a bunch of change
And wife beater with a mustard stain
Verse 8
Dm
I'll crush your brain like
Verse 9
Bm
What the fuck's the mother
Dm
Bb
fuckin' deal?
Am
This
Verse 10
shit's makin' me feel like
Dm
I'm try in' to do a motherfuckin'
Verse 11
Dm
how many tabs? A- C- I- D? Y- E- S
Verse 12
Dm
'Cause I'm sniffin' M- Y- E- S,
F- U- C- Ked up, and it's obvious
C
Smoke and Henny in my chest,
B
Dm
I'm B- A- N- A- N- A- S
Verse 13
C- O- N- U- T
Dm
F
Dm
E
Put this CD in and you'll see,
Dm
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
C
You could put a turd on the plate
Verse 14
the tablecloth to serve us
Am
You don't bring shit to the table
F
I mean your grill like a Seville
E
When a mark gets murdered
Dm
You pushin' the envelope
and I'm shovin'
Verse 15
Dm
That whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents
In the darkest and the farthest corner
C
How many bars? How many bars?
Bm
Maui,
Verse 16
Am
How many jars to all my people
F
E
I'll be to Mars, mommy come on
Dm
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
Dm
From my twenty four inch
catheter cord
I'm the type that'll take a
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
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
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