Bad Meets Evil Welcome 2 Hell Lyrics[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 ain't put a dent in the game 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 just a false alarm
Git scant little piss ants, and see if I don't come along and stomp your farm
Thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet, with a tornado's the kind of brainstorm I get
So when the wind starts blowin shit, talking about goin' in?
Goin' insane's more like it!
Wizard of words when 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 in it
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 to blast you bitches
With the ratchet, the book of mathew, a book of matches
Lighting them under 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
I'm sure they gonna laugh when you goin' to 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 MC's that wanna be, which means they wanna breath our air
With these ideas, anybody thinkin' 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"]
Shit piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MC's, I swear
Better be aware, there's too much at stake, and to find someone this raw on the 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, smash 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
Back to bash her skull again, push a bitch out the Aspen until I get the fuck outta Dodge (Dodge Aspen)
Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors, you has-beens are duller than 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 sicker than we do right now
And we only get iller with time, me and nickel fucking shit up on a dime
Tellin' us to pipe down, it's like talking to a meth head
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 Cariddine 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 the 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, Haha, Haha.
Yo, welcome to the CD.