MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
bad meets evil - welcome 2 hell
[Eminem:]
Yeah, told you we'd be back.
Welcome 2 hell
[Verse 1: Eminem]
There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off
So cold I done froze my butt off
And this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet
It's like squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck off
Other words I didn't put a dent in a can compared to the damage I've yet to do
Long as you still have feelings to hurt, I'll be around as long as you let me get to you
Long as I got two balls to palm, I'll be the bomb, you're just a false alarm
Get scared little pissants, and see if I don't come along and stop your farm
Thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet with a tornado's the kind of brainstorm I get
So when the wind starts blowing, shit, talking about goin' in?
Goin' insane's more like it!
Wizard of words when he he spits hazardous with it
Like a disastrous blizzard so you better listen quick fast don't miss it
Yeah go ahead little prick bastard, diss it
But when you get hit with a sick ass explicit flow
Don't ask how much of his passion is it that goes
Just know, that all he knows is this
It's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick dastardly of audacity mental capacity
Unmatched it has to be stopped
But it can't be, but man I can't just keep doing them like that
Or no one will rap with me
'Cept one, you asked who is it?
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
Guess who just came through the blast, you bitches
With the ratchet, the book of mathew, a book of matches
Lightning, I'm? white linen
You about to have to admit it
They pass you the mic, asked you to spit it
You got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands
Sure they gonna laugh when you go the bathroom with it
Now with what would you come against us?
Better be something with a big foot pedagree
Easily these are the reasons that we need to be in your prayers
Each region breed some emcees that wanna be, which means they wanna breath our air
With these ideas, anybody thinkin' that the game don't need
The bad and the evil regime
That's like saying that bad boy piston team didn't need isaiah
[Verse 3: Eminem and Royce da 5'9"]
[Eminem:]
Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of emcees, I swear
Better be aware, there's too much at stake, and to find someone this raw on a beat is rare
You can kiss my ass and the shit stains on my underwear that I don't even wear
[Royce da 5'9":]
This gotta be no fair, this like hittin' the lottery, oh yeah
Who you know hotter? there gotta be no pair
Shotty that I got a lobotomy, your hair
Classic, smack it, smother it, read it and weep and perhaps you'll have no rebuttalin'
In fact, you seein' me in this rap is like saying tila tequila can sing like jasmin sullivan
[Eminem:]
Back to badge her skull again, push a bitch out the aston until I get the fuck outta dodge
Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors?, color books that ain't colored in
Second and third, fourth wind, gotta another win
Here they come again, none other than, bad and evil
Also known as sadam and osama bin
It's been a long time, but I bet neither one of us have felt as sick as we do right now
And we only get iller with time, me and nickel fucking shit up on the grounds
Tellin' us to pipe down, it's like talking to a meth head (get it? pipe? meth head? oh hilarity!)
Bruce willis on his death bed, last breath with an infection
Fightin' it while he's watching internet porn, about to meet his death with an erection
My god, what I mean is, david carrideine jacking his penis in front of his tripod
Choking his own neck, what part you don't get?
I'm saying I die hard!
[Royce da 5'9":]
When you listen to my bars, nothin' but the f-I-r... e
Comin' out your ipod, we come up in a place
Chicks heads start spinning like motherfuckin' white walls
[Eminem & Royce da 5'9":]
Got your mother suckin' my balls while we fuck each other, punch each other in the eyeballs
And I never say I'm sor... ry, the 5'9 and the fire marshall
We spit with an intensity to shut shit down in the industry
Two different entities, with a propensity to put these n-u-t-s
In your fucking mouth
Haha.
Welcome to the cd
bad meets evil - fast lane
[Royce Da 5'9"]
First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island
My life's ridin' on the autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch 'em outta his uniform
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas's intellect mad slow, y'all fags know
Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'
Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole
Me and Shady deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my cashflow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke, though I ain't wrapped tight
My blood type's the '80s, my '90s was like the Navy
You was like the Bradys, you still fly kites daily
[Eminem]
Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' "Ice, Ice Baby"
Screamin' Shady 'til I die, like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy
So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze
And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady
Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll, danish, let me tell you
What this pretty little dame's name is cause she's kinda famous
And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this
Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my penis in your anus!
You morons think that I'm a genius
Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum cleanin'
Try them trailer parks, crazy, I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby
And that's back with a capital B with an exclamation mark
Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics
Cause I'mma rip this mystical slick shit
You don't wanna become another victim or statistic of this shit, cause after
I spit the bullets, I'mma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball
I'mma kick the ballistics, so get this dick, I'mma live this
[Hook]
Livin' life in the fast lane
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down
Only got a gallon in the gas tank
But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride
Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit
At war with a bottle, this Captain Morgan attacks my organs
My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins
I made a pact with the Devil that says "I'll let you take me
You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpes, Jack Kevorkian"
Go back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in
I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down, my tenement, too many now
To send my serenity powers, spin 'em around, enterin' in the vicinity
[Eminem]
Now, was called M&M, but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper
Chewed him up.. and spitted him out, girl giddy-up, now get-get down
He's lookin' around this club and it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now
Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town
Did I s-s-stutter, mothafucka? Fuck them all, he shuts
A whole mothafuckin' Walmart d-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round
And he came to the club tonight with 5'9" to hold this bitch down
Like a mothafuckin' chick underwater, he tryna d-d-drown
Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated, just by the way
That you keep lickin' them dicks like lips, I'm agitated, aggravated
To the point you don't suck my dick, then you're gonna get decapitated
Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head, then I'm have to take it
[Royce]
And then after takin' that, I'mma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin'
It's gon' say "The whole rap game passed away" on top of the affadavit
Graduated from master debater slash massive masturbator
To Michael Jackson' activator, meanin' I'm on fire off the top
Might wanna back up the data, runnin' over hip hop
In a verbal tractor trailer, homie this sick, you can normally ask a hater
Don't it make sense, these shell casings is just like a bag of paper
Drop in the lap of a tax evader, homie they spent
[Eminem]
Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes, what girl
I'm the crack-a-lator, brung ya lay to this party, be my penis ejaculator later
Tell you boyfriend that you just struck paydirt
You rollin' with a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin'
[Hook]
Livin' life in the fast lane
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down
Only got a gallon in the gas tank
But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride
Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
bad meets evil - living proof
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Living Proof Songtext :
Don't stop
Don't stop
[Royce Da 5' 9":]
Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK)
We bout to get into a tail of gunner that details the dungeon
This is the pale moon illuminates the hail and thundering
Oh once again where I fail from blundering
Shady lifted his wing than I fell from under it
Now I'm freefallin'
My career is gone and the weed callin'
Regardless of who's fault I was b-ballin'
God bubble wrapped me and dropped me on top of the Earth
Marshall double backed and got me from on top of the Hearse
I'm alive nigga, Justin T ain't got nothing on me
Cause I done cried Mary J Blige rivers
I realised that God's with us as soon as I decided to put that bottle down and pick up my tie bridges
The writings on the wall since niggas seen me at the baseball game with Shady and Jay-Z
Suddenly everybody calls
"Like I'm just checking on you dog"
While I throw up this message on the star
[Chorus:]
When them bottles stop poppin'
And them dollars start stopping
Do what you did to get it and don't stop (don't stop)
I made a promise to my momma
I'm a out live her
How can I be a quitter when haters don't stop (don't stop)
I'm living proof nigga
It's pretty safe to say
God giveth and God taketh away
It's the Worldwide American way
I'm living proof nigga
[Eminem:]
Your body language is sayin' your confidence is gone
Well pick ya ass up lil homie, come on
You just gone sit there and take it or make em suck it
Tell em where to shove it straight up [?]
Fuck it,
The last time the light kicked me in the ass
I pulled down it's pants and put a foot up it's ass
Man what a catastrophy it'd be for me to be a bitch ass pussy
And not open a can of whoop ass
Did ya piss ass whoop me will be the day I say I ain't poop
Shit, the day that I don't straight shoot
I'll drop out of my anti-women hate group
Say I'm a sissy faggot, record it play it back and put it on straight loop
You haters look like you ate a grape fruit
You see me climbing back on that wagon
Got my swagga back I was dragging, hop back on it
Grab the reigns on that bastard and came back on em
Without remorse man
Man of course I'm a one trick pony
Cause I'll be screaming on these horns till I'm hoarse!
[Chorus]
[Royce Da 5' 9":]
Nah I ain't fading yet
I'd rather stay and rap
I mighta made a deck
I find excitement in wondering what I'm a write next
So I don't stay in debt
Me broke
You might aswell cut the embryo out my momma and play catch with the baby
With AK's with baby bayonet's
I'm a get rich or I'm a die trying
That's why it's either kill or be killed
So call me suicide homocide Ryan
[Eminem:]
There's a bomb inside my head
I'm a live wire, I am on the edge
Teetering on it like I tore the iron mike
Get on a nut like a tyre iron
I have no desire stopping so why would I drop and roll
That's how much I'm flying higher [?]
Rappers are fun and I'm the time cause I'm just flying by 'em
Man I'm laughing at 'em the entire time, why am I up?
Cause tribulations I have triumphed bitch I'm fired up
So it's time for me to slit your fucking lighter, light the sky up
[Chorus]
Living Proof Songtext :
Don't stop
Don't stop
[Royce Da 5' 9":]
Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK)
We bout to get into a tail of gunner that details the dungeon
This is the pale moon illuminates the hail and thundering
Oh once again where I fail from blundering
Shady lifted his wing than I fell from under it
Now I'm freefallin'
My career is gone and the weed callin'
Regardless of who's fault I was b-ballin'
God bubble wrapped me and dropped me on top of the Earth
Marshall double backed and got me from on top of the Hearse
I'm alive nigga, Justin T ain't got nothing on me
Cause I done cried Mary J Blige rivers
I realised that God's with us as soon as I decided to put that bottle down and pick up my tie bridges
The writings on the wall since niggas seen me at the baseball game with Shady and Jay-Z
Suddenly everybody calls
"Like I'm just checking on you dog"
While I throw up this message on the star
[Chorus:]
When them bottles stop poppin'
And them dollars start stopping
Do what you did to get it and don't stop (don't stop)
I made a promise to my momma
I'm a out live her
How can I be a quitter when haters don't stop (don't stop)
I'm living proof nigga
It's pretty safe to say
God giveth and God taketh away
It's the Worldwide American way
I'm living proof nigga
[Eminem:]
Your body language is sayin' your confidence is gone
Well pick ya ass up lil homie, come on
You just gone sit there and take it or make em suck it
Tell em where to shove it straight up [?]
Fuck it,
The last time the light kicked me in the ass
I pulled down it's pants and put a foot up it's ass
Man what a catastrophy it'd be for me to be a bitch ass pussy
And not open a can of whoop ass
Did ya piss ass whoop me will be the day I say I ain't poop
Shit, the day that I don't straight shoot
I'll drop out of my anti-women hate group
Say I'm a sissy faggot, record it play it back and put it on straight loop
You haters look like you ate a grape fruit
You see me climbing back on that wagon
Got my swagga back I was dragging, hop back on it
Grab the reigns on that bastard and came back on em
Without remorse man
Man of course I'm a one trick pony
Cause I'll be screaming on these horns till I'm hoarse!
[Chorus]
[Royce Da 5' 9":]
Nah I ain't fading yet
I'd rather stay and rap
I mighta made a deck
I find excitement in wondering what I'm a write next
So I don't stay in debt
Me broke
You might aswell cut the embryo out my momma and play catch with the baby
With AK's with baby bayonet's
I'm a get rich or I'm a die trying
That's why it's either kill or be killed
So call me suicide homocide Ryan
[Eminem:]
There's a bomb inside my head
I'm a live wire, I am on the edge
Teetering on it like I tore the iron mike
Get on a nut like a tyre iron
I have no desire stopping so why would I drop and roll
That's how much I'm flying higher [?]
Rappers are fun and I'm the time cause I'm just flying by 'em
Man I'm laughing at 'em the entire time, why am I up?
Cause tribulations I have triumphed bitch I'm fired up
So it's time for me to slit your fucking lighter, light the sky up
[Chorus]
bad meets evil - i m on everything (ft. mike epps)
[Intro: Mike Epps]
All these little young kids ain't got no direction
Shit, these lil kids is on everything
[Hook: Mike Epps]
Syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed
Hennessy, vodka (I?m on everything)
[Verse 1: Royce]
I?m on syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed
Henny-henny, sober don?t interest me, I?m on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it?s 'caine, that's how high I am
(I take painkillers to ease the pain, though I ain't in pain
No, we, ain?t the same, we drunk, I?m on everything)
'cept when I kick it, gout, me sobering up, ha, Alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'rooms
I done woke up with a fucking tiger in my bathroom
I am fucking high, high, high, high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on ?shrooms, call us the Mario Brothers
Back down, we never back down, never laid out, can?t put my back down
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Painkillers, I call ?em 'caine pillars
Cause they?ll hold me up when I take ?em
I need a cane and pillows, I?m on everything
Sick when I kick it, barf, me sobering up, fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, let's crush a pill yeah
Fuck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up
Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, who'da knew that 3 in the morning I?d still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip
Tore a tree up on my way to the dealer?s, tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R-E, yep
It?s wrong, other words I just fucked my RV up
Bitch, it?s on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh
I?m the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I?m demonic with the craft
There?s a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some fucking tangled hair rastafarian
Jamaican, relax man, I?ll send a fucking axe at you
If you insist on a fucking accent
Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, check ya girl
Cause after we pop you up, we popping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another fucking hornets nest to stir up
We rap like we?re on
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I?m on syrup painkillers, cigarette, speed, henny.. classic!
It?s Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me, then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I?m lit up as fuck, tablecloth tucked in my pants
Then I?m hearing dishes drop,
?cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks
(Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping center with a coupon book and a hundred
And ten bucks and a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard stain
I?ll crush your brain like I?m crushing pills,
what the fuck?s the muthfucking deal?
This shit?s making me feel like I?m tryna do
a muthfuckin cartwheel up a hill)
How many bars, how many tabs? A-C-I-D? Y-E-S
Cause I?m sniffin NYES (F-U-C-Ked up, and it?s obvious)
Smoking Henny in my chest (I?m B-A-N-A-N-A-S)
I?m a C-O-C-O-N-U-T (Put this CD in and you?ll see
The sequel to Scary Movie, Bad is too evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger)
You are gonna wind up six feet deep under that shits creek so I hope that you want preservers
(You could put a turd on the plate, silverware on the tablecloth to serve us
You don?t bring shit to the table, I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I?m shovin? that whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents
in the darkest and the farthest corner)
How many bars? How many bars? Maui, wowee, sour diesel
How many jars to all my people I?ll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the back of her neck
in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss
From my 24-inch catheter cord
(I?m the type that?ll take a bath with a whore, drown her,
Bang her head on the passenger door
When I?m stashin? her in the back, smackin? her forehead on the dash and its accidentally blowin?
A Benz jeep horn)
My friends be knowin? that when I?m on a binge, I?m stingy
Even when I?m ten deep in a room with the MG and and with Lindsay Lohan and she on
[Hook]
bad meets evil - lighters (feat. bruno mars)
[Bruno Mars:]
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We are right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
[Eminem:]
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck,
or get struck like lightening
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up,
point em' skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king?
This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me
I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree
Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up
The only thing I ever gave's using no more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick
but you cocks are slick
Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around,
crock-o-shit
Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick,
you did the opposite
You stayed the same,
just cock back with this still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it
Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall said bust a leg
Muster cause he couldn't cut mustard mustered up nothing
Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz
Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn't cause he had buzzards circle around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause f-ck it,
guess it doesn't matter now, does it
What difference it make?
What it take to get it through your thick skulls
As if this ain't some bullshit
People don't usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words be like a switch blade
to a haters rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks
cause your hate is what gave me strength
So let em cause I came with 5'9' but I feel like I'm 6'8'
[Bruno Mars:]
This one's for you and me,
living out our dreams
We are right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide, I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
[Royce Da 5'9":]
By the time you hear this
I'll probably already be outtie
I advance like going from toting iron to going
From buying 4 or 5 of the homies to iron man outtie
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell Shady I love him
the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or high I am
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
I cried many tears, my daddy got a bad back
So it's only right that I right till he can march
Right into that post office and tell em to hang it up
Now his career's Lebron's jersey in 20 years
I'll stop when I'm at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up
It's bout to be a scary drop
Cause what goes up must come down
You going down on something
you don't wanna see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour now
Life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I'm just the cats meooww, ow
Classic cow, always down for the catchweight like Pacquiao
Ya'll are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes
Cause now I'm in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting treated like ? Patrick
And now I'm fantastic
Compared to a weed high
And y'all niggas just gossiping like bitches on a radio and TV
See me, we fly
Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive
And how real is that
I remember signing my first deal and now
I'm the second best I can deal with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag
[Bruno Mars:]
You and I know what it's like
To be kept down, forced to fight
But tonight we're alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause this one's for you and me
Living out our dreams
We are right where we should be
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
bad meets evil - above the law
[Hook: Claret Jai]
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, that's why I don't give a shit
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate
You don't know just what I've gone through, that's why I would rather show you
Just how far that I can take it, every rule I'm breakin' it
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Terrible, but not rippable, invincible, I'm hung invisible
Fuckin' mistletoe, over the wall to stuck my ass up under it
Now pucker up them lips and kiss it ho, here we go
Bad and Evil, so you know how this'll go
The competition's miserable, we stomp them bitches, this is no, joke
Goin' overboard, like someone threw us off the boat, choke
Puff up all the smoke I'm tryna stay on fire
So if you know I hate fucking water-sprinklers, I don't love the hoes
Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff his face
Back, then I smother that mothafucka 'til it suffocates
Who? You! Handlin' the over weight
Why are they tryin' to be so sick, when bad and evil has reunited, hey?
Came back to annihilate to the game's in dyer straight in our way
World is Satan as I drop full to an easy Ouija board
It's easy, Porter, operate, now you lay me down to sleep
I do this shit in my sleep, I'm sleepin' now, as if I was awake
I'm teared bitch, I'll never taste the canvas
Could never be no damn wuss or pussy, never mushy, so you can't squish
Never on my damn toosh, in fact if I jump out a bush
And sneak attack's the only was I say I ambush
Outlandish are these words and weapons that are Brandish
Stand off, it's the hoes, keep your hands off this
Can't tie a bitch, so what the fuck would I sugarcoat it for?
Law, fuck protocol, holla at this ho, but now my throat is sore
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
Baby I'm lawless, you couldn't burn me if you threw acid on me
I met your homie, I'm at your home ready to spray you
Why you nappin' homie? Have everything on and around your mattress
Lookin' like the word in front of a matrimony, you hot, fuck yeah
Go 'head jump, no matter how high you get
You gon' come up short like Spud Webb
My DUI's get waved by saying bye
Still ridin' with no L's like James Tide, can't change I
I thank god for my safe thinking
Last time I was safe thinking, me and my niggas was doin' a bank job
I stay violent, y'all go to peace route
You got a mouth like Kanye, I knock your whole bottom row of teeth out
No disrespect to Mr. West, shit I'm just nice with mine
And this just wrap 'em, I'm like Ricky Hatton, I just like the line
These sweet rappers wanna set us up, they never tough
They ask me for a hook, I tell 'em left to right, head or gut
What y'all messin' with is a nigga that'll leave you fubar
Fucked up beyond our recognition
Y'all are rock stars, I'm the opposite
I could just throw a rock and hit a star for the fuck of it
Partner, you're not hard, I body your hot bars
Beef has left you prayin' right? Like Allah, who got bars
Let's go, when I leave y'all shot, you ain't gon' be on your metro
In a bad area that car drops
bad meets evil - take from me
You're going to be okay, kid. You're going to be okay.
HOOK - Claret Jai
Is everything not enough?
What more can I give up?
Is there anyone that I can trust?
I give you my all and you still take from me.
VERSE ONE - Royce
Always been the type of dude that'll feed my clique
I know that without the fans, I ain't shit
But y'all better read my lips
I don't spit raps this ill, for you to just hack and steal
And leak my shit, so peep my drift
I hope y'all don't think you're helping me out with that shit
That shit stressin' me out
Nickel nine is blowin' up
Christmas time, you should hang my album on top of your fireplace
Cause around that time, my stocking's goin' UP
Feels like a victory, bittersweet, cause the bigger I get?
The bigger the wedge, between the relationship of me and my bigger bro
Hear what I said?
Feels like the shit just switched on me
Everything I do for the nigga, and the nigga know
I would do anything for him, but the nigga refuse
To just quit straight shittin' on me
Keepin' your distance? Probably best if you don't wanna fuck with me
But you know me probably best, fuck pity
You want that? You know it's like ?. chest
Tough titty, the problems, you gotta problem, you think I'm already set
So I'mma look down on you? Just be proud of me
You already got my respect
I ain't gonna say something I regret
So I'mma just STOP, chasing the pain
Let you deal with the fact we don't get along cause
I got a big face in the game
Sometimes I feel like fuck my life
I fuck with a few niggas that I know that if my chick was a Shady ho?
Niggas wouldn't think twice before they fuck my wife
Guess that's the difference in friends and associates
I done been broke, I done been through the motions
I don't pay no attention to birds
I use my scope to tend to the vultures
No one ever blows up ..?.. talk
I don't make money just to lone it to y'all
Tell a nigga that the new album is like dialling and
then talking to a hole in the wall
Please look at these expenses, these niggas expensive
If I need to loan you money every time I see you just to be your friend?
I don't need your friendship
(hook) - Claret Jai
Is everything not enough?
What more can I give up?
Is there anyone that I can trust?
I give you my all and you still take from me.
And I give, and I give
And you take, and you take
And you just walk away without nothing to say
And I give you my all and you just take from me (ay ay) x2
VERSE TWO - Eminem
I live in a bubble, I struggle with the fame
Trouble as the pain grows double, give a fuck what you say
When my music you take so subtle, just to give it away
To people who don't even appreciate flows, motherfucker, I'm living today
Cause I break my back to give you my art, you steal my thoughts
It's like driving a spike through my heart
You might think it's not that big of a deal to steal from me
But music is all I got
Aside from my daughters, not trying to sound like a martyr
But it's getting harder than I thought
To not just go crazy, trapped in this house, I'm about to just snap
And I might not deserve it but I got to, did I not work for it?
Put it all in every record I rip for
Will you please tell me ...?... to keep rapping
But I wonder sometimes is it worth it though?
The bullsh*t 'cause it feels like a down there ain't no getting up from
But I won't let it get me down, I won't succumb like many think
SO FUCK THEM
They'll appreciate me when I'm gone, they say it was ill, right?
The way I kill mics? But the way i feel right now?
It just feels like I'm so done with this shit I might as well wipe
I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to contribute
Farewell I bid you, but before I go, my last gift to you
Ladies and gentleman, Slaughterhouse I give you!
bad meets evil - loud noises (ft. slaughterhouse)
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[Verse 1: Eminem]
Life handed me lemons
I jump back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I?d fucking die but I electrify
Get electrocuted, executed by an executioner of my flow too quick for the human eye to detect zooming by
Guess who, what?s happening guys?
They told me to shit, I fell off that pot
Hoped right back up on that crapper and I
Said ?fuck you? with a capital I
Look who?s back to antagonize
You don?t like it? You can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and die
You right back like a maggot on my dick grabbing at my shit. better get to the back of the line
You wanna get your shot at me what kinda crap is that
Battle, what kind of rapper would I be before I let another rapper think he?s hot
I?ll bury my face in his stinky twat and go alalalala
Go ahead, space is limited, ain?t even room in the back of my mind
That?s why I ain?t thinking about you, I don?t got time and I told you a thousand times
So how can I find the time to put an alkaline battery in royce's back and at the same time put juice in mine?
Goddamnit Slaughterhouse is signed
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
I?m a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my livers killing
Then I let you witness shit when it hit the ceiling
The niggas willing to give the listeners the sickest feeling
Like mixing some Benadryl and penicillin
Then I?m filling the clip with a written
Can you picture my pistol drilling?
A million women and children when I?m illing
But it isn?t real, it?s a rap
On the real, it?s a wrap
How could you possibly stop the Apocalypse
When I?m atomic bombing the populous
Shock the metropolis hostile as a kid
Popping the Glock at his moms and his pops
Then he hops in his drop with his iPod rocking the Slaughterish
Documentation and lyrics I write with confidence
Write like a columnist slash novelist
I?m in this game to demolish, establish my dominance
Over prominent rappers you popping shit till you opposite
I can spit ominous so spit politics now I?m Haile Selassie, Gandhi, and Pac of this hip hop genre, bitch
[Voice]
SlaughterHouse!
[Verse 3: Crooked I]
Lyrically I?m a cocaine Altoid
Ability to bring ? it?s a no brain bout boy
Physically I?m literally a cocaine cowboy
Wait wait, did I just go almost four bars
Without talking about my big dick?
The other day me and your thick bitch had a great day and we ate cake
And then we walked and then she tried to jack me off but she lost
Cause she couldn?t handle my shit, wait I sweared
Irony of Ryan is I am bipolar while I?m rhyming standing beside a big old white bear
Neither one of us fight fair, you are literally looking at Woody and Wesley in a movie
With a white boy ain?t got to jump no where cause I?m here
Nigga I?m on fire yeah and I?m every bitch?s dream
One, two I?m coming for you, I?m a big old nightmare
Nigga this the slaughter stepping up
I?ll pretty much slap your ass and tell you to shut the fuck up
After that I?ll slap your ass again and tell you to shut the fuck up shutting up
And that?s how you body a fucking beat
[Voice]
[Verse 4: Joell Ortiz]
I should be the one that goes slow
Get a stopwatch, clock my flow
Hit the button on top watch the drug drop
? when I drop I go outer space
Like I?m like Darth Vader?s face
Placed in a molten shower
Say something and get them proper
Mama poppa pouring out vodka
Mama Mia, Em pass me the seeds
It?s ? Slaughterhouse ? better yet boy go home, better yet boy ?
Better jet boy, Mark Sanchez, Santanio Holmes
I?m not just any old homeboy
Sitting in a lab picking up a pad
I be spitting bad, I?mma get you mad with this gift I have
Lord duck sufferin succotash when the trigger blast I?mma put your beak on your fitted hat
Where the liquor at? Sip of yak
That bitchh and a vicious track ?
Sly Pro tools to boast Joe smooth I coast to the West like we?re tired of living at
New York here?s a piggyback ride to the motherland
Hold on brotherman, on the other hand get down
I?m gutter fam, gun butt you with the Eagle handle Cunningham
I don?t wanna talk, I just wanna beef
I don?t want a piece, I want it all baby boy
I don?t wanna eat, I wanna feast up ? rough piece of shit
You done weak, I?m the one, capiche?
[Voice]
SlaughterHouse!
[Verse 5: Joe Budden]
Insane what they call us
Ain?t married to the game but you probably shouldn?t have came to the altar
Every bar like propane for the sawed-off, using ? to forge you
Eminent Mr. Porter, slaughter my cinnamons emminent torture
All of you feminine marauders, that?s women at war
Men will assault you, time is a bastard symbol of ?
Kidnap your trembling daughter, at least a quarter
I?m administering supporters, got an aura more like Sodom and Gomorrah
Normally something?s wrong with me
Claiming a quantity of the porn I see on the pause to me
When I fix the game they?ll think s**t came with a warranty
How the fuck are they gonna stop ? born to be
Corner me, shit belong to me, two choices, you can get along with me
Or sit your faggot ass right there in dormancy
Wait, all you missing is heels to be RuPaul
Ain?t nobody that?s real ever knew y?all
Second to none and I?m dealing with Marshall
This time I never come down, deal with the blue balls
You ain?t gotta fear me but you?ll respect me
N****s who never met me threaten me
Why don?t you let me come ? I got some machetes
Swinging spaghetti like it?s heavy ? deserve an ESPY
In a Chevy like Andretti, put the Dezzy where his chest be
[Voice]
Develdiii
bad meets evil - nuttin to do
[Royce] What? Uhh..
[Em] The Bad..
[Royce] Yeah..
[Em] The Evil..
[Royce] Right, yo
[Em] put em together
[Chorus: Royce the 5-9, Eminem]
[Royce] Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin to strip
[Em] If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin to chew
[Royce] Yo..
[both] I'm just fuckin with you, cause I got nothin to do
[Eminem]
I am bored!!!!!
I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers [crash sound]
Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm rippin your wallet off
and slippin a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that)
Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face [punch sound]
Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin I took it (whoops!)
Nurse look at this straightjacket, it's crooked!
I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head
when the rest of his body's still alive RUNNIN?
[Royce]
Comin with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by
So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
For every hundred MC's rhymin about birds
only about two-thirds'd really set it without words
Yo you ain't a thug, I can make you bitch up
Pick the fifth up, cock, spit, you would swear it's rainin slugs (what?)
I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh)
I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me
You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half
You know how a thug in this shit'll end up
Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)
I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up
Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm up
Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible
[Chorus: x2]
[Eminem]
[yawns] Forget a chorus -- my metaphors are so complicated
it takes six minutes to get applause (yay)
And by the time you all catch on, I'ma end your career
and walk away with the whole floor so you have nothin to fall back on!
I'll throw you off of ten floors .. *AHHHHHHH*
Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I'm indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores
to go outdoors and do some in-stores
This bitch wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen.
You swallow cum bitch?" "No, but I brought a napkin"
Gettin skullie while I'm autographin
Got my daughter laughin cause I sent her mother whitewater raftin
I'm not a fact, I'ma proven fear
Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-haul screamin,
"Wait, wait, wait.. you ain't movin here!"
Lorena Bobbitt, c'mere, want a souveneir?
I've been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer
Juvenile? Same difference -- I need some 'caine
cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants
(Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
[Royce]
Walkin in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood
Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
To break braces, you say grace and make faces
I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)
Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff
Precise aim, icin my fame, blowin your hand off
Dancin with the Devil leadin - I won't die, I'm never leavin (what?)
I pledge allegiance to forever breathin
Street niggaz with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?)
Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
with a deathwish, thinkin I'm the nigga to mess with
Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?)
A follower never had heart, he just loyal
Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em
Be careful you might get what you ask for
[Chorus x2]
[Em]
The Bad.. the Evil..
The Bad.. the Evil.
bad meets evil - she s the one
[Eminem]
Slim Shady, asshole
[Royce]
Any nigga with guns, we got guns too
More heated, ready to outgun you
It's too late I already outgunned you
You was around, you know the outcome too
Let's play, let me show you what Game is
Heartbreak, I'm showin' you what pain is
Please, I'm reppin' the D homeboy
Where your guns, you steppin' to me homeboy
Royce 5-9's the name, niggas know
And niggas know, dealin' with me niggas know
Ayyo toots, how you get here, you wanna ride
I got a five in Southside, you wanna drive?
Pshych, I ain't got no five, you gold digger
You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old nigga
I got money, I'm just here to bug you girl
Can't get none, but you know I love you girl
[Hook]
She the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh
Same one that ain't really got shit, huh
She want her hair done, then get her nails done
Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Shanell, huh
(She the one that ain't really got shit, huh
The little bitch that really ain't got tits, huh
Fuckin slut with a chest enhanced
Wouldn't dance if you ain't pay for her breasts implants)
[Eminem]
Anybody with knives, we got knives too
More sharp, and ready to outslice you
About five dudes, waitin outside for you
And what's inside is coming outside you
Get me drunk, and I'll drink anything you can think
What's up Ms. Bitch? (Yo, what's up with the ring, you married?)
Shit, I'm still mingling, bitch
I just wanted this ring, this the only finger it fits
Wattup with you, you married? (Naw, I'm divorced)
Of course you are, you little fuckin trailer park whore
(Trailer? I don't live in no trailer
I live in a mobilization unit, for your information)
Bitch, I got a dick, wanna fuck?
Hold still, swallow this birth control pill, slut
Before I pump so much cum in your stomach that when I pull out
A year-and-a-half old, potty-trained baby falls out
And I ain't stayin to pay no child support, are you playin?
Be a man? Bitch what you sayin?
You tryin to pull some bullshit, while I got one arm free
You want me to make this half-nelson a full?
[Hook]
[Royce]
What's up boo, this is for you and your girlfriend
You bank-head, up in Detroit we Earl Flynt
Assholes get guns and flashed those
Never ever go to Detroit, we blast those
(Hi, my name is..) Royce, I'm the king
Gimme money, gimme jewels, everything
Ayyo, you with the long hair, is it yours?
I guess so, got a reciept paid for
Got anymore lipstick? I'm sick of red
Get a perm, you nappy head, you chicken head
I know you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the ghetto out
Things about you to tell about, mellow out
I'm the one that be makin the clubs say what
Gettin love, and making the club say what
Some of you cats, hate on the low and got sick
Any songs that's not hits, it's not this
[Hook]
[Develdiii]
bad meets evil - renegade
[Verse 1: Royce]
It's several different levels to picking up shovels and dumping you
In ditches under sea level fronting you when I'm with this
Let me refreshing you niggas til you my position in this
Beef! Leave you under Venice, opposition finished
There it is, we invaded created a Pyramid
Of a Haven of names, so blame Dre, and that ear of his
So.. breathe, I'd rather reach for your neck
And I never heat you for respect, unless you greet me with less
I've got a skunk in my trunk, I'm lying
I've got a pump in my trunk, you're dying, how many lumps niggas want?
Who's ready for y'all? We ready for y'all
We too incredibly raw, for any artist that said he would draw
I stand firm, and it hurts to live it
You open that can of worms, I hope you ready for the dirt that's with it
Slap a ho, snatch a mic, being brought to y'all in black and in white
(It's the new) Joe Jackson and Ike, we renegades
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Using his music to steer it, sharing his views and his merits
But there's a huge interference, they're saying you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
As a motherfucking drug addict like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
And see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrassed
And I got nothing to do but make you look stupid as parents
You fucking do-gooders too bad you couldn't do good at marriage
And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
Think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go, he's Royce, he's the King Of Detroit
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass is just a
[Hook]
Renegade! Never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a renegade! Never been afraid to talk
About anything (anything) anything (anything)
[Verse 3: Royce]
I determine what time it's on, I call my nigga Proof
Hand him a pint of Limon and turn him loose
I'm tired of you new jacks, I'm tired of niggas that's like "I'm 'bout to blow"
Unless you a bitch, we don't care if you bout do that
Move back, youngster, the Glock on speak
Chew up your vest and turn your chest hair to taco meat
The street, continuous to pit, quick to smash ya
Or flash the clip, or give you the picture developing
Click clock, six shots blows through another door
And it gets hot, Hip-hop Quotable tug of war
Who did ya niggas beats you bitches, who made it work?
That shit was.. I got harder two-way alerts
Just when I thought my dog couldn't get any meaner
You talk about his daughter, you probably getting the nina
You talk about his momma, he won't even give ya the finger
(He's crazy) Deranged, not media eaters, we renegades
[Verse 4: Eminem]
See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
As a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist
But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste
We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape?
Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today
See it's easy as cake, simple as whistling Dixie
While I'm waving the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
In holy water, no wonder they try to hold me under longer
I'm a motherfucking spiteful, delightful eyeful
The new Ice Cube, motherfuckers hate to like you
What did I do? I'm just a kid from the gutter
Making this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a muhfuckin'
[Hook]
[Develdiii]
bad meets evil - rock city
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"Rock City, Royce, 5'9, Slim, Shady"
"COME ON!!"
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Can't stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine
Glock stops the tussle, nine shots'll bust you
Pine box'll stuff you, fuck you! ("Fuck you!")
I am not the tussle, niggas don't know me *skirt* ("COME ON!!")
I'm Detroit's king nigga *skirt* BOW!
Rock City's where niggas pimp hoes and ball
Strip hoes in bars, steal clothes from malls
"Arms, and ya city's got the.." [3x]
Titties saggin lookin like they got forearms
Gold bottles, green bottles, Cris' to the don
Niggas get popped for sellin weed shaked with seeds
If you hate me you hate the D (*vocal scratch*) please!
I'm takin shit back, to the riots in the sixties
Think I'm lying? Visit me (Where you live?)
[Hook] + (Eminem)
"Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock wit me" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me)
"Rock city.. rock on!" (And come and rock wit me)
"Rock.. city.. come on"
"Rock.. on.. city.. come on!"
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Suburban and city niggas hustle together
Long as it's money involved, niggas'll tussle together
Long as the hustle's a hustle, the green is green
White is white, nigga we buyin if the price is right
So (*scratch*) drop the mics
Everything's on cock, from the shots to the dice
We are not into hype
You can't say we can't work
Either we some plant workers or we some niggas that plant work
("What") Detroit bitches is bout it
You can just ask any one of ya niggas that visit about it
Any Seven Mile bitch know how to get rich
She'll fuck you till you sleep PLUS lie to ya bitch
PLUS she'll suck and swallow up outta ya dick
And she'll keep a sugar daddy that'll buy her some shit, come on!
[Hook] + (Eminem)
"Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock wit me" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (And come and rock wit me)
"The city with the bars, where the goons with the cars
To produce, here we are.."
[Royce Da 5'9"]
New casinos, car shuffles, numbers to bet
Disrespect and get a new smile under ya neck
A city full of thug-ass niggas, and punk-rockers
Alotta niggas act like Pac so cops watch 'em
And shot blocks up in the black or the light Timbs
White boys, look, act, and rap like Slim ("Hi!")
Fight Music, knife users never respect it
Guns talk (*scratch*) high schools with metal detectors
A city full of Tommy Hearns thumpers
Grant Hill hoopers, Barry Sanders runners, stunners
Chaldeans wit weed connects like whoa!
Type of weed, no need to test like 'dro
Type of cats who got dough, they like ("So!")
You real, then you might go.. (Where?)
[Hook: 2X] + (Eminem)
"Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city.. rock on!" (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock wit me" *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me)
"Rock city" *scratches* (And come and rock wit me)
[Royce talking] + (Eminem)
Detroit Rock City ("Slim Shady")
Won't you come on the block with us? ("Royce the 5'9")
Won't you just come and rock with us? ("Royce the 5'9")
Next Level ("Rock City")
Royce the 5'9" ("Rock")
Slim Shady ("Rock City")
Uh uh, won't you come and rock with us? ("Rock City")
Won't you come on the block with us? ("Rock wit me")
Won't you come and rock with us? ("Rock wit-")
Rock City.. touch it... ("Fuck!")
[Develdiii]
bad meets evil - i m on everything
All these little young kids aint got no direction
Shit, these lil kids is on everything
Syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed
Hennessy, vodka hahaha ha
I'm on everything (5x)
Syrup, painkillers, cigarette, weed
Hennessy, vodka hahaha ha
I'm on everything (5x)
(Royce Da 5'9")
I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed
Sober don't interest me I'm on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it's caine
Thats how high I am I take painkillers to ease the pain
Though I aint in pain No, we, ain't the same, we drunk
I'm on everything 'Cept when I kick it, gout
Me sobering up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'rooms
I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high, high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on 'shrooms call us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never back down never laid out
Can't put my back down
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything... (5x)
(Eminem)
Painkillers, I call 'em 'caine pillars
'Cause they'll hold me up when I take 'em
I need a cane and pillows I'm on everything
Sick when I kick it, barf me sobering up, fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up
Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I'd still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel,
Crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it's on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch,
I'm demonic with the craft
There's a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta?
Farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I'll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent
Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, c heck ya girl
'Cause after we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another f-cking whore to smash the stir up
We rap like we're on
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything (5x)
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything (5x)
(Royce Da 5'9")
I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, speed
Uh, classic!
It's Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me,
Then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck,
Tablecloth tucked in my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away
From my dinner with schmucks...
(Eminem)
Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping center
Wit' a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard stain
I'll crush your brain like I'm crushing pills
What the f-ck's the muthf-cking deal?
This shit's making me feel like I'm tryna do a
Muthf-ckin cartwheel up a hill...
(Royce Da 5'9")
How many bars, how many tabs?
A-c-i-d, y-e-s, 'cause I'm sniffin NYES
(Eminem)
F-u-c-ked up, and it's obvious...
(Royce Da 5'9")
Smoking Henny in my chest...
(Eminem)
I'm B-A-N-A-N-A-S...
(Royce Da 5'9")
I'm a C-O-C-O-N-U-T...
(Eminem)
Put this CD in and you'll see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil,
The roofie to Roethlisberger...
(Royce Da 5'9")
You are gonna wind up six feet deep
Under that shits creek so
I hope that you want preservers...
(Eminem)
You could put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to serve us
You don't bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville
When a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin'
That whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents
In the darkest and the farthest corner...
(Royce Da 5'9")
How many bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how many jars,
To all my people I'll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the back
Of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping
This piss from my 24-inch catheter cord...
(Eminem)
I'm the type that'll take a bath wit' a whore
Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door
When I'm stashin' 'er in the back,
Smackin' her forehead on the dash
And its accidentally blowin', a Benz jeep horn...
(Royce Da 5'9")
My friends be knowin' that when I'm on a binge, I'm stingy
Even when I'm ten deep in a room with the MG
And and wit' Lindsay Lohan and she on...
bad meets evil - a kiss
[Hook:]
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]
Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that I shot a fan
Gucci's my absolute state of mind, like Waka's man
Chopper's brand, getting head in the car park, new Gallardo
This bitch sucking my dick today, call it yesterday's news tomorrow
Stretch a nigga out, I'm the new Tae-bo,
Bout to cross HOVA, I'm the new IOVA
Bout to saves a couple of these bitches that's right, I'm the new Bible
You? You 5.0, me? I'm all grounded to punishments, but I'm too fly though
Y'all niggas be winin', I should call you Moscato
[Eminem:]
Look down at the floorboard
It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my Tahoe
Never know what type of a ho inside of my ride I may let
Last night at 5AM, and she ain't even recover from last Friday yet
Hoes all over the ride like it's an ice cream truck, I can see why they fret
I already ran over two hoes and I ain't get up the fucking drive way yet
Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, what for?
Get in girl, don't push shorty
Your, fightin' a war, it's useless, tits on a whore, little tits on a whore
Got a mack and it's screaming like little kids throwing fits on the floor
Get in the whip but you ain't turning, a frog into a prince
What you tryna keep your hands on me for?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Now you in my whip just long as you understand that I can't be whipped
You say companionship, I say abandon ship, I'm a gigolo so you know
I'm always on the go, I ain't got no time to slow down for no relation shit
Drop the P and add a T, yeah, you can get mad at me all you want
But I'm ghost before you can even say boo, hun let alone call me one
A one-night stand is only once but a female fan yeah one like Stan
So by the one nightstand this bedroom has two lamps and only one
Nightstand Get the hint? Ooh yeah boo, ew! I ain't gonna
Argue but why do you think they call it boo?
Yeah, cause the sound of it's 'posed to scare you
[Royce da 5'9":]
Ho ho, we can share you in the back of the McLaren
I don't give a fuck what your name is, we gon' call you hot and bi
Hope you bi in the mean time your name is Sharon
Slow the flow down so I can what? Tell you same face
When I'm shooting the guns the same face that I make when I fuck
The back of my hand on your neck pressing your face against the sheets it's insane
You been changed, cause I'm outta this world girl I got that Milky Way dick vein
I'm at an all-time high with highness, I'm at an all-time fly with flyness
And this is exactly what they say when they bow to your highness
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Royce da 5'9"]
Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that shot a fan
(Push your check out the car while it's moving like Waka's man)
Her bottom's dark, but her top it tan, her private parts
Got it on the pole like the opposite of her papa's plan
(Come on stripper, let's hit the strip 180 and drop the trance
I'm in the trance, looking at this bitch dance)
Looking at this girl, like what you wearing girl, quit playing
(You wearing them scratch and sniff pants? Well let me scratch 'em
Let me sniff, yeah (What?) Did I say that?
I'm on lean like styrofoam cups and kickstands
[Eminem:]
Middle finger stuck on fuck, sniff pants
But girl you got a butt like [?] so can with the hell, maybe
Aw hell, Shady, he'll tell it like it is
So tell Katy Perry he's on the tail, he's tailgating [?]
These bells are my maiden call and I'm here, bell's raiding and tell Lady
Gaga, she can quit her job at the post office, she's still a male lady
Wouldn't fuck her with her dick you heard, the verdict's in, he's allergic to D
Doesn't take me Clevis to him, him don't give a damn how Beaver doing
What a demon, a behemoth, evil just seems to be seething through him
[Royce da 5'9":]
I like the strip tease you doing this evening, you and me gon' find
Three more chickadees and have a menage like Nikki
You hot like a Dickie outfit in Texas without shit under it, sweating
Suck my dick, we both gets to steppin to my logic
[Eminem:]
My Patrick, my dick is as hard and thick as a yardstick
What we gonna do? Ride around 'til we're carsick
Then I'm gonna put this shit in park like dog shit
And you can blow me in the dark in the parking lot
Out of the trailer park by the garbage
What you waiting on? Me to roll up the carpet?
The condoms are in the glove compartment, let's start it
Think I'm joking? What, am I sitting here
Tryna make fake farts with my armpits?
Tryna get you to spit pot through your nose?
Am I here to amuse you? Stop it
[Royce da 5'9":]
I'm in your pocket outside of a church
The other hand is at the bottom of your purse
You giving me head in a boxing stance
My dick's so big you could drop it in dirt
I'm not your man, we're sparring partners
There's five things you are in charge of, that's
Sucking a dick, sucking a dick, sucking a dick
Sucking a dick, sucking a dick
[Eminem:]
If you ain't sucking a dick, why you sitting there
With puckered lips? That's collagen, mothafucking bitch
What you mean how'd you, get suckered into this
You gon' jump into my truck and then try to get truculent?
(You should be suffering, you should be cooking
You should be buckling your seatbelt with oven mitts)
Excuse me while I'm making an ass of myself
But it's only cause I just wanna get
[Hook]
bad meets evil - writer s block
[Verse 1]
I ain't callin' names cause all of y'all the same
Plus I'm the king, all my past pain all done changed up
All these plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up
Cause they know their hands tied, feet ball and chained up
Niggas be quick to call me the new 50 Cent because of my relationship
With Marshall used to make me a little partial, but here's the brain fuck
We the same, cause I'm probably 'bout to fall out with a young buck
While I attempt to fuck the fuckin' game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearin' bars like your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys like the Navy, try us, wavey bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn your top to Baby's Maybach
My shit is parvo, literally sick, trust me, nigga, it's ugly to kill the thing
If the bigger I get the more disgustin' and fuckin' disfigured it gets
Niggas just want me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the toast
I, only fuck with mailmen with heroin from Boca
Niggas that'll smoke you while you starin' in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens when he's thinkin'
While that sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back, mothafucka, notice the flyness on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car dealer
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a waste of fake like a phony B-cup
Making the mistake was like my only teacher
Wait 'til they get a load of me cause
[Hook: Royce and Eminem]
I've got Guccis on my feet, diamonds on my neck
Diamonds on my wrist, bitches on my dick, but y'all already said that
Choppers in the trunk, models in the front
Bottles in the club, but I don't give a fuck, but y'all already said that
Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard
For me to come up with shit to say, ay
I'm at a loss for words cause y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' outta cliches, I'm gettin' writers block, psyche!
[Verse 2]
When I stand up in this booth, niggas notice it
Sittin' on the same boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the same water Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on your grave site, overkill
Aren't you tired? Why are you so loud? Quiet
Real dudes move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's suicidal
You will just be another victim, I am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie
I'm a little twisted, I roll like the end credits in movies,
y'all just got scripted
Got y'all niggas' bitches bobbin' to this one
when she wit ya when she wit me
She bobbin', not vibin' tryna put her mind into the inside of my zipper
I'm a serpent with a purpose, havin' problems? Not a problem
I've encountered, I have found elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through hoops like they workin' for the circus
If the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you marks askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a hard-top and I saw past it
Since I decided to start class this, all black, all glass
Panoramic roof been gettin' marked absent
I authorize my own all-access
Your bitch a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe from the store to Japan
Her pussy need to blocked and reported as spam
Interscope I been this dope, now sell it, my voicemail is full
Got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes and they tryna mail ?em to me
Tryna reach my phone, I don't know which one is harder
Tryna not to take your bitch or tryna get rid of my own
[Hook]
[Outro]
Man, get the bozac, we need to start bringin' that shit back (Mad flava!)
Man, fuck it, I'm 'bout to catch some wreck (We in effect, money!)
Mad props to Royce for keepin' it real on the strength
No diggity, I'm 'bout to go pull some hoes, get my mack on
Haters, get the gas face!
[Develdiii]
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