Come On Everybody
Eminem Lyrics


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Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um, twelve
My favorite color is red, like the blood shed
In Curt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids could starve
You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so
S*** 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 until my show
I just remembered that I'm absent minded
Wait, I mean I've lost my mind I can't find it
I freestylin' ever verse that I spit
'Cause I don't even remember the words to my s***
I told the doc that I need a change in sickness
I gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis
Put my L-P on your Christmas wish list
You want to get high, here b**** just sniff this
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight

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 f***, like my middle finger was stuck
And I was waving it at everybody screamin' "I suck"
I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
And yell out loud "All of y'all get the hell out now"
F*** rap, I'm givin' it up y'all, I'm Sorry
I'm bored out of my gord
So I took a hammer and nailed my foot the the floorboard of my Ford
I guess I'm just a sick, sick bastard
Just one sandwich short of a picnic basket
One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
Fell like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
And if you ever see a video for this s***
I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight

Got b****es on my jock out in East Detroit
'Cause they think I'm a motherf***in' Beastie Boy
So I told 'um I was Mike D,"they was like, "Gee, I don't know he might be."
I told um meet me at Kid Rocks next concert
I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness monster, peace out
Then I jetted to the weed house, smoked out 'till I started bustin'
Freestyles
Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick
Crushed up the Tylenol then ate it with a dipstick
Made a couple of crank calls collect
I want to make songs all the fellas dog
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, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight




Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's song "Come on Everybody" are filled with shocking and provocative imagery. Throughout the song, Eminem touches on themes of suicide, drug abuse, and sexual promiscuity, while delivering lyrics that are both darkly humorous and deeply disturbing.


The opening lines of the song set the tone for what's to come, as Eminem references the suicide of Nirvana frontman Kurt Cobain, declaring that his favorite color is red "like the blood shed in Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead." From there, the song takes a surreal turn, with Eminem bragging about giving a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis and dropping lines like "I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs until my show / I just remembered that I'm absent-minded / Wait, I mean I've lost my mind I can't find it."


As the song progresses, we see Eminem grappling with feelings of boredom and frustration, lashing out at his perceived enemies in the rap game and expressing a desire to make music that will upset parents and "murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of." Ultimately, "Come on Everybody" is a complex and controversial song that raises more questions than it answers.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, mic check
I am testing the microphone to make sure it is working.


Testing one, two, um, twelve
I am testing the microphone, counting numbers and making a joke.


My favorite color is red, like the blood shed
I like the color red, which reminds me of blood, especially Kurt Cobain's suicide.


In Curt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead
Kurt Cobain, a musician, killed himself with a gunshot to the head.


Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Women are attracted to me and sexually interested in me.


Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids could starve
I bought Lauren Hill's music, but she is struggling financially and may not be able to feed her children.


You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so
You might have thought I was angry before, but now I am even angrier.


S*** I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat
I am exaggerating and making a joke about having a serious sexually transmitted disease.


I got a wardrobe with an orange robe
I have a collection of clothes that includes an orange robe.


I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs until my show
I am in the fourth row, signing autographs for fans before my performance.


I just remembered that I'm absent minded
I realized that I am forgetful and easily distracted.


Wait, I mean I've lost my mind I can't find it
Actually, I have gone crazy and cannot regain control of my thoughts and actions.


I freestylin' ever verse that I spit
I am improvising and making up lyrics as I go along.


'Cause I don't even remember the words to my s***
I am making a joke about my poor memory and inability to recall my own lyrics.


I told the doc that I need a change in sickness
I am asking for help with my mental health issues and addiction.


I gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis
I am joking about being promiscuous and having multiple sexual partners.


Put my L-P on your Christmas wish list
I am promoting my music and suggesting that fans buy it as a gift.


You want to get high, here b**** just sniff this
I am offering drugs to someone who wants to get high.


Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Let's all have fun and dance together tonight.


I tried suicide once and I'll try it again
I have struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts.


That's why I write songs where I die at the end
I express my pain and feelings in my music by creating stories and lyrics where I die.


'Cause I don't give a f***, like my middle finger was stuck
I do not care about anything or anyone and express it by flipping people off.


And I was waving it at everybody screamin' "I suck"
I am making fun of myself and telling everyone that I am terrible at everything.


I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
I perform in front of a full audience of fans.


And yell out loud "All of y'all get the hell out now"
I order the audience to leave and express my frustration and anger toward them.


F*** rap, I'm givin' it up y'all, I'm Sorry
I am announcing that I am quitting rapping and apologize to my fans.


I'm bored out of my gord
I am extremely bored and have nothing to do.


So I took a hammer and nailed my foot the the floorboard of my Ford
I am harming myself as a way to cope with my boredom and emotions.


I guess I'm just a sick, sick bastard
I am acknowledging that I have issues with my mental health and behavior.


Just one sandwich short of a picnic basket
I am joking about being crazy and missing a few screws in my head.


One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
I am exaggerating my medical condition and making fun of myself.


Fell like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
I feel like my thoughts are scattered and unorganized.


And if you ever see a video for this s***
If my music video is ever released, it will likely be disturbing and unsettling.


I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit
I imagine myself dressed up like a mummy in a suicidal state in the music video.


Got b****es on my jock out in East Detroit
I am popular and desired by women in East Detroit.


'Cause they think I'm a motherf***in' Beastie Boy
People confuse me with the Beastie Boys, a popular hip hop group.


So I told 'um I was Mike D,"they was like, "Gee, I don't know he might be."
I lied and told them I was Mike D from the Beastie Boys and they were unsure if I was telling the truth.


I told um meet me at Kid Rocks next concert
I offered to meet them at Kid Rock's concert.


I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness monster, peace out
I am joking and saying that I will meet them by the legendary Loch Ness monster in Scotland.


Then I jetted to the weed house, smoked out 'till I started bustin'
I went to a place to smoke weed and stayed until I was too high or paranoid.


Freestyles
I improvised and made up rhymes on the spot.


Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick
I left the place quickly and returned home, wearing lipstick as a joke.


Crushed up the Tylenol then ate it with a dipstick
I am intentionally harming myself by crushing up and eating medicine with a dipstick.


Made a couple of crank calls collect
I made prank calls to others and had them pay the collect call charges.


I want to make songs all the fellas dog
I want to make music that is popular among men and praised by them.


And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of
I have negative and violent thoughts toward other wealthy and successful rappers.


So just remember when I bomb your set
If I perform after you, I will overshadow you and be more successful.


Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset
I use profanity in my music to shock and offend others, especially mothers.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JEFF BASS, MARK BASS, MARSHALL MATHERS

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

UnKnXwn

Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um, twelve (what up, what up)
This is my dance song, can you hear me?
Alright, turn my headphones up
My favorite color is red, like the blood shed
In Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve (I can't stand white people)
You thought I was livid, 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
I just remembered that I'm absent minded
Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it
I'm freestylin' ever verse that I spit
'Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit
I told the doc that I need a change in sickness
I gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis
Put my LP on your Christmas wish list
You want to get high, here bitch just sniff this
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
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 waving it at everybody screamin', "I suck" (I suck)
I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
And yell out loud, "All of 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 the the floorboard of my Ford
I guess I'm just a sick, sick bastard
Just one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all)
One Excedrin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
Fell like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
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
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
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
I'll be standin' by the Loch Ness monster, I'mma peace out
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 then ate it with a dipstick
Made a couple of crank calls collect
"Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"
I wanna make songs on a 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, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight



mr.akinola07

Lyrics
Hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! Shit
Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um... twelve
(whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz)
This is my dance song (Outsidaz)
Can you hear me?
(Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee)
Aight, ay turn my headphones up
(bust it bust it)

My favoite color is red, like the blood shed
from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin at my shishkabob
Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve
(I can't stand white people!)
You thought I was livid, 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 (umm, 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 wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this

Cum on everybody -- get down tonight [8X]
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 sellout 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 Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
(ohhhhhhh) 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 [8X]

Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit
Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin Beastie Boy {*wolf whistle*}
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
I'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster (okay) peace out (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 [brrrrrrring, click]
"Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"
I wanna 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 [20X]



abdullah muhtab

worst to best
slim shady lp
come on everybody
my fault
i'am shady
still don't give a fuck
as the world turns
bad meets evil
role model
guilty conscience
brain damage
rock bottom
just don't give a fuck
if i had
my name is
97 bonnie and clyde
___________________
slim shady ep
low down dirty
no one's iller
murder murder



All comments from YouTube:

Asad

Ems technical ability to create story snippets , jokes , situations ,instances , ridiculous ideas and then connect all of them in a coherent manner and rhyming every last word of a line while maintaining a cadence is just inhumane . You may not feel his stuff or consider him a goat , but u cannot argue someone else can replicate what Em can do

Felix Pfaltermann

How did this song not get big? It's so good.

David Cooper

It was, this cd stayed in everyone's receiver the whole summer.

stostine1

Probably something to do with the lyrics 🤣

Kendrick Lanar

@stostine1 he has said worse on some of his hit songs

Jack Hammer

It is so good, but the name of the song, and the lyrical content is too suggestive for mainstream radio play.

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getarplayer

This is the best album eminem has put out so many good songs came from it the rest are good but this is legendary

HamNediaj

i heard this at a house party once glad i found it

NothingFancyForYou

His best CD IMO. Why don't I own it?!

Devin Draco

I just copped it today at Rasputins lol

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