produced by Bass Brothers
written by Eminem
Get down tonight Get down tonight Get down tonight Get down tonight What up? What up? What up? Get down tonight Outsidaz. Get down tonight Outsidaz. Get down tonight [?] Young D. Get down tonight [?]
FIRST VERSE:My favorite color is red, like the blood shed 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 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 I just remembered that I'm absent-minded No, 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 (one, two) I told the doc I need a change in sickness And gave a bitch herpes in exchange for syphilis Put my EP on your Christmas gift list You want to get high? Here, bitch, just sniff this!
CHORUS:Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight)
SECOND VERSE: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 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 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
CHORUS:Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight)
THIRD VERSE: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." (okay, bye) 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 and ate it with a dipstick Made a couple of crank calls collect (bring) 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
CHORUS:Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight) Come on everybody (Get down tonight)