Royce Da 5'9" - Bad Meets Evil Original lyrics

[Produced by Dr. Seuss] [Eminem] Arsonist, blocking a fire hose where the nozzle is Go to hospitals, steal the blood that tests positive Take it home, pour it in a cup and drink lots of it Trying on your mother's clothes, trying to get these bras to fit When she comes home, I'm waiting in the closet, with A knife, hiding so quiet she'll probably hear the faucet drip All my life I've been a foster kid So if I die an early d**h suicide's gon' be the cause of it [Royce Da 5'9] Who hard? yo I done heard worse We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other To see which one'll swerve first Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity holds That of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the devil Intelligence level is hell-ier than treble peakin on speakers in the ghetto Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse Then one get at you, dash you in the back of a Chevrolet Spittin sh** at you faster than your eardrum could ever play [Eminem] Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil We hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Seagal Above the Law cuz I don't agree wit police either (sh**, me neither) [Eminem] We ain't eager to be legal So please leave me wit the keys to your Jeep Eagle I breathe ether in three lethal amounts When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle Releasin rage on anybody in squeezing range Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain (He's insane) No I'm not, I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off Cuz I can't find a decent vein [Royce Da 5'9] The disaster wit dreds I'm bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough To k** my soul after I'm dead When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to a waiter Cuz I serve any stranger wit money I spray a hundred, man until they joint chains While slippin bullets at point blank range like they was punches I got a lot of evil; I got knowledge peeking out of my cerebral now that I got people locked and rock evil While still on the beat, I hit you in your ribs so hard to think its just a touch to the floor, while your still on your feet I'm blazin MC's, at the same time amazin MC's Somehow MC's ain't that eye-brow raisin to me Destroying the track, un-employing the whack, exploring the facts while my man Eminem is withdrawing from crack [Girl voice crying] I just love him.. I just love him.. [Royce Da 5'9] Who hard? yo I done heard worse We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other To see which one'll swerve first Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity holds That of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the devil Intelligence level is hell-ier than treble peakin on speakers in the ghetto Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse Then one get at you, dash you in the back of a Chevrolet Spittin sh** at you faster than your eardrum could ever play [Eminem] Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil We hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Seagal Above the Law cuz I don't agree wit police either (sh**, me neither) [Eminem] We ain't eager to be legal So please leave me wit the keys to your Jeep Eagle I breathe ether in three lethal amounts When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle Releasin rage on anybody in squeezing range Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain (He's insane) No I'm not, I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off Cuz I can't find a decent vain [Royce Da 5'9] The disaster wit dreds I'm bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough To k** my soul after I'm dead When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to a waiter Cuz I serve any stranger wit money I spray a hundred, man until they joint chains While slippin bullets at point blank range like they was punches