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Cum On Everybody

By Eminem

1999

3:39

Official Music Video

Cum On Everybody by Eminem

Official Music Video

Cum On Everybody by Eminem

Lyrics & Translation

English

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Yo, mic check

(Woo, shit) Testing

One, two, um, twelve

What up? What up? What up? (Outsiderz)

This is my dance song, can you hear me? (Outsiderz)

(Rah Digga, Young Zee, bust it, bust it)

Alright, ayy, turn my headphones up

My favorite color is red like the bloodshed

From Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead

Women all grabbin' at my shish kabab

Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve

("I can't stand white people")

You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so

Shit, I got full-blown AIDS and a sore throat

I got a wardrobe with an orange robe

I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at your show

(Yo can you sign this right here?)

I just remembered that I'm absent-minded

Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it

I'm freestylin' every verse that I spit

'Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit (Um, one, two)

I told the doc I need a change in sickness

And gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis

Put my LP on your Christmas gift list

You want to get high? Here, bitch, just sniff this

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

I tried suicide once and I'll try it again

That's why I write songs where I die at the end

'Cause I don't give a fuck like my middle finger was stuck

And I was wavin' it at everybody, screamin', "I suck" (I suck)

I go on stage in front of a sell-out crowd

And yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now"

Fuck rap, I'm givin' it up, y'all, I'm sorry

(But Eminem, this is your record release party)

I'm bored out of my gourd, so I took a hammer

And nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford

Guess I'm just a sick, sick bastard

Who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all)

One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet

I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage (Oh)

And if you ever see a video for this shit

I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit

'Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin' Beastie Boy

So I told 'em I was Mike D

They was like, "Gee, I don't know, he might be"

I told 'em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert" (Oh really?)

I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness Monster" (Okay)

Peace out (Bye-bye)

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 (Brrrt)

"It's Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"

I want to make songs all the fellas dub

And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of

So just remember, when I bomb your set

Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

English

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Yo, mic check

(Woo, shit) Testing

One, two, um, twelve

What up? What up? What up? (Outsiderz)

This is my dance song, can you hear me? (Outsiderz)

(Rah Digga, Young Zee, bust it, bust it)

Alright, ayy, turn my headphones up

My favorite color is red like the bloodshed

From Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead

Women all grabbin' at my shish kabab

Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve

("I can't stand white people")

You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so

Shit, I got full-blown AIDS and a sore throat

I got a wardrobe with an orange robe

I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at your show

(Yo can you sign this right here?)

I just remembered that I'm absent-minded

Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it

I'm freestylin' every verse that I spit

'Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit (Um, one, two)

I told the doc I need a change in sickness

And gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis

Put my LP on your Christmas gift list

You want to get high? Here, bitch, just sniff this

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

I tried suicide once and I'll try it again

That's why I write songs where I die at the end

'Cause I don't give a fuck like my middle finger was stuck

And I was wavin' it at everybody, screamin', "I suck" (I suck)

I go on stage in front of a sell-out crowd

And yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now"

Fuck rap, I'm givin' it up, y'all, I'm sorry

(But Eminem, this is your record release party)

I'm bored out of my gourd, so I took a hammer

And nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford

Guess I'm just a sick, sick bastard

Who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all)

One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet

I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage (Oh)

And if you ever see a video for this shit

I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit

'Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin' Beastie Boy

So I told 'em I was Mike D

They was like, "Gee, I don't know, he might be"

I told 'em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert" (Oh really?)

I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness Monster" (Okay)

Peace out (Bye-bye)

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 (Brrrt)

"It's Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"

I want to make songs all the fellas dub

And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of

So just remember, when I bomb your set

Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Spanish

Translated by LyricVerse Team

(Ja-ja-ja-ja-ja) Yo, prueba de micro

(Woo, mierda) Probando

Uno, dos, uh, doce

¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué pasa? (Outsiderz)

Esta es mi canción de baile, ¿pueden oírme? (Outsiderz)

(Rah Digga, Young Zee, revienta, revienta)

Bien, oye, sube mis auriculares

Mi color favorito es el rojo como el derramamiento de sangre

De la cabeza de Kurt Cobain cuando se disparó y murió

Todas las mujeres agarrando mi shish kabab

Compré la cinta de Lauryn Hill para que sus hijos pudieran morir de hambre

("No soporto a la gente blanca")

Pensaste que estaba enfermo y ahora lo estoy aún más

Mierda, tengo SIDA avanzado y dolor de garganta

Tengo un armario con una túnica naranja

Estoy en la cuarta fila, firmando autógrafos en tu show

(Oye, ¿puedes firmar esto aquí?)

Acabo de recordar que soy despistado

Espera, quiero decir que he perdido la cabeza, no la encuentro

Estoy improvisando cada verso que escupo

Porque ni siquiera recuerdo las palabras de mi mierda (Uh, uno, dos)

Le dije al doctor que necesitaba un cambio de enfermedad

Y le di herpes a una chica a cambio de sífilis

Pon mi LP en tu lista de regalos de Navidad

¿Quieres drogarte? Aquí, perra, solo inhala esto

Vengan todos (A bailar esta noche)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Intenté suicidarme una vez y lo intentaré de nuevo

Por eso escribo canciones donde muero al final

Porque me importa una mierda como si mi dedo medio estuviera atascado

Y lo agitaba a todo el mundo, gritando: "Soy un asco" (Soy un asco)

Subo al escenario frente a una multitud con entradas agotadas

Y grito fuerte: "Todos ustedes, lárguense de aquí ahora"

A la mierda el rap, lo dejo, lo siento

(Pero Eminem, esta es tu fiesta de lanzamiento de disco)

Estoy aburrido hasta la médula, así que tomé un martillo

Y clavé mi pie al suelo de mi Ford

Supongo que solo soy un bastardo enfermo, enfermo

A quien le falta un tornillo (No lo tengo todo)

Una tableta de Excedrin menos de un botiquín completo

Siento que mi cabeza ha sido triturada como lechuga y repollo (Oh)

Y si alguna vez ves un video de esta mierda

Probablemente estaré vestido como una momia con las muñecas cortadas

Vengan todos (A bailar esta noche)

Tengo perras detrás de mí en East Detroit

Porque creen que soy un maldito Beastie Boy

Así que les dije que era Mike D

Ellas dijeron: "Vaya, no sé, podría ser"

Les dije: "Nos vemos en el próximo concierto de Kid Rock" (¿Ah, sí?)

Estaré de pie junto al Monstruo del Lago Ness" (Okay)

Paz (Adiós)

Luego me fui volando a la casa de la hierba, fumado

Hasta que empecé a soltar freestyles, me desaté

Luego volví rápido a casa, me puse lápiz labial

Trituré el Tylenol y me lo comí con una varilla medidora

Hice un par de llamadas de broma a cobro revertido (Brrrt)

"Soy Ken Kaniff de Connecticut, ¿puedes aceptar?"

Quiero hacer canciones que todos los tíos doblen

Y asesinar a cada rapero rico del que tengo celos

Así que solo recuerda, cuando bombardee tu set

Yo, solo digo palabrotas para molestar a tu mamá

Vengan todos (A bailar esta noche)

Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

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Spanish translation of Cum On Everybody by Eminem

Cum On Everybody* (original Eminem)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Yo, mic check

(Woo, shit) Testing

One, two, um, twelve

What up? What up? What up? (Outsiderz)

This is my dance song, can you hear me? (Outsiderz)

(Rah Digga, Young Zee, bust it, bust it)

Alright, ayy, turn my headphones up

My favorite color is red like the bloodshed

From Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead

Women all grabbin' at my shish kabab

Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve

("I can't stand white people")

You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so

Shit, I got full-blown AIDS and a sore throat

I got a wardrobe with an orange robe

I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at your show

(Yo can you sign this right here?)

I just remembered that I'm absent-minded

Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it

I'm freestylin' every verse that I spit

'Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit (Um, one, two)

I told the doc I need a change in sickness

And gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis

Put my LP on your Christmas gift list

You want to get high? Here, bitch, just sniff this

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

I tried suicide once and I'll try it again

That's why I write songs where I die at the end

'Cause I don't give a fuck like my middle finger was stuck

And I was wavin' it at everybody, screamin', "I suck" (I suck)

I go on stage in front of a sell-out crowd

And yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now"

Fuck rap, I'm givin' it up, y'all, I'm sorry

(But Eminem, this is your record release party)

I'm bored out of my gourd, so I took a hammer

And nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford

Guess I'm just a sick, sick bastard

Who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all)

One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet

I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage (Oh)

And if you ever see a video for this shit

I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit

'Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin' Beastie Boy

So I told 'em I was Mike D

They was like, "Gee, I don't know, he might be"

I told 'em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert" (Oh really?)

I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness Monster" (Okay)

Peace out (Bye-bye)

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 (Brrrt)

"It's Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"

I want to make songs all the fellas dub

And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of

So just remember, when I bomb your set

Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset

Cum on everybody (Get down tonight)

Cum On Everybody (traducción LyricVerse Team)

(Ja-ja-ja-ja-ja) Yo, prueba de micro

(Woo, mierda) Probando

Uno, dos, uh, doce

¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué pasa? (Outsiderz)

Esta es mi canción de baile, ¿pueden oírme? (Outsiderz)

(Rah Digga, Young Zee, revienta, revienta)

Bien, oye, sube mis auriculares

Mi color favorito es el rojo como el derramamiento de sangre

De la cabeza de Kurt Cobain cuando se disparó y murió

Todas las mujeres agarrando mi shish kabab

Compré la cinta de Lauryn Hill para que sus hijos pudieran morir de hambre

("No soporto a la gente blanca")

Pensaste que estaba enfermo y ahora lo estoy aún más

Mierda, tengo SIDA avanzado y dolor de garganta

Tengo un armario con una túnica naranja

Estoy en la cuarta fila, firmando autógrafos en tu show

(Oye, ¿puedes firmar esto aquí?)

Acabo de recordar que soy despistado

Espera, quiero decir que he perdido la cabeza, no la encuentro

Estoy improvisando cada verso que escupo

Porque ni siquiera recuerdo las palabras de mi mierda (Uh, uno, dos)

Le dije al doctor que necesitaba un cambio de enfermedad

Y le di herpes a una chica a cambio de sífilis

Pon mi LP en tu lista de regalos de Navidad

¿Quieres drogarte? Aquí, perra, solo inhala esto

Vengan todos (A bailar esta noche)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Intenté suicidarme una vez y lo intentaré de nuevo

Por eso escribo canciones donde muero al final

Porque me importa una mierda como si mi dedo medio estuviera atascado

Y lo agitaba a todo el mundo, gritando: "Soy un asco" (Soy un asco)

Subo al escenario frente a una multitud con entradas agotadas

Y grito fuerte: "Todos ustedes, lárguense de aquí ahora"

A la mierda el rap, lo dejo, lo siento

(Pero Eminem, esta es tu fiesta de lanzamiento de disco)

Estoy aburrido hasta la médula, así que tomé un martillo

Y clavé mi pie al suelo de mi Ford

Supongo que solo soy un bastardo enfermo, enfermo

A quien le falta un tornillo (No lo tengo todo)

Una tableta de Excedrin menos de un botiquín completo

Siento que mi cabeza ha sido triturada como lechuga y repollo (Oh)

Y si alguna vez ves un video de esta mierda

Probablemente estaré vestido como una momia con las muñecas cortadas

Vengan todos (A bailar esta noche)

Tengo perras detrás de mí en East Detroit

Porque creen que soy un maldito Beastie Boy

Así que les dije que era Mike D

Ellas dijeron: "Vaya, no sé, podría ser"

Les dije: "Nos vemos en el próximo concierto de Kid Rock" (¿Ah, sí?)

Estaré de pie junto al Monstruo del Lago Ness" (Okay)

Paz (Adiós)

Luego me fui volando a la casa de la hierba, fumado

Hasta que empecé a soltar freestyles, me desaté

Luego volví rápido a casa, me puse lápiz labial

Trituré el Tylenol y me lo comí con una varilla medidora

Hice un par de llamadas de broma a cobro revertido (Brrrt)

"Soy Ken Kaniff de Connecticut, ¿puedes aceptar?"

Quiero hacer canciones que todos los tíos doblen

Y asesinar a cada rapero rico del que tengo celos

Así que solo recuerda, cuando bombardee tu set

Yo, solo digo palabrotas para molestar a tu mamá

Vengan todos (A bailar esta noche)

Lyrics provided by LyricVerse • Visit us at lyricverse.com

Cum On Everybody

Official Music Video

Official Music Video

Lyrics & Translation

Spanish translation of Cum On Everybody by Eminem

Cum On Everybody* (original Eminem)

Cum On Everybody (traducción LyricVerse Team)

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