Luis Resto - Welcome 2 Hell lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, told you we'd be back Welcome to Hell [Eminem] There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off So cold I done froze my bu*t off And this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet It's like squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, f** off Other words I ain't put a dent in the game compared To the damage I've yet to do As long as you still have feelings to hurt I'll be around as long as you let me get to you As long as I got two balls to palm I'll be the bomb, you're just a false alarm Get 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 kinda brainstorm I get So when the wind starts blowing, sh** Talking 'bout going in, going insane is more like it Wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it Like a disastrous blizzard So you better listen quick fast, or miss it Yeah, go ahead little prick ba*tard, diss it But when you get hit with a sick-a** explicit flow Don't ask how much of his pa**ion is it that goes in it Just know that all he knows is this that It's better to kick a** 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 Except one, you asked who is it [Royce da 5'9"] Guess who just came through the blast, you b**hes With the ratchet, the book of Matthew A book of matches, lighting them under white linen You 'bout to have to admit it They pa** you the mic, asked you to spit it You got handed your own a**, your a** in your own hands I'm sure they gon' laugh when you're going to the bathroom with it Now with what would you come against us Better be something with a big foot pedigree Easily these are the reasons that we need to be in y'all prayers Each region breeds some MCs that wanna be Which means they wanna breathe our air With these ideas, anybody thinking the game don't need The Bad and the Evil regime That's like saying that bad boy Piston team didn't need Isiah [Eminem] sh** piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MCs I swear, better beware, there's too much at stake And to find someone this raw on a beat is rare You kiss my a** and eat sh** stains out my underwear that I don't even wear [Royce] This gotta be no fair It's like hitting the lottery, oh yeah Who you know hotter there gotta be no pair Shotty that I got'll lobotomy your hair Cla**ic, smash it, smother it, read it and weep then Perhaps you'll have no rebu*tal, in fact, you seeing me In this rapping is like saying Tila Tequila can sing like Jasmin Sullivan [Eminem] Back to bash your skull again Push a b**h out the Aspen and tell her get the f** 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, got another wind Here they come again, none other than Bad and Evil also known as Saddam and Osama Bin It's been a long time But I bet that neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right now And we only get iller with time Me and Nickel f**ing sh** up on the dime so telling us to pipe down Is like talking to a meth head Bruce Willis on his d**h bed, last breath with an infection Fighting it while he's watching internet p**n About to meet his d**h with an erection My God, what I mean is David Carradine 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] When you listening to my bars, nothing but the F-I-R (E) Coming out your iPod (we) come up in a place Chicks heads start spinning like motherf**ing white walls [Eminem & Royce Da 5'9] Got your mother s**ing my balls (While we) f** each other (we) punch each other in the eyeballs And I never say I'm sor- (-ry, the Five-Nine and the) Fire Marshall (We) spit with an intensity to shut sh** down (in the industry) Two different entities, with a propensity To put these N-U-Ts up inside of your f**ing mouth Aw sh**, stop it Yo, welcome to the CD