Nuttin' To Do
Bad Meets Evil Lyrics


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The very best of game recordings
The finest in hip hop entertainment
Hello, I'm naughty
One of the sexy sexy game girls you all love to love
And I wanna welcome you to game tight
So, sit back, relax and get your groove on

The Bad
Yeah
The Evil
The Bad
Yeah
The Evil
Right, yo
Put em together

Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just fucking with you, cause I got nothing to do

I am bored!
I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers
Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm ripping your wallet off

And slipping a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that)
Burning your contracts, punch your A&R in the face
Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
I'm on some shook shit, if it's missing I took it (whoops!)

Nurse look at this straitjacket, 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 running?

Coming with five gunmen, waiting to do a drive-by
So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
For every hundred MC's rhyming 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 raining slugs (what?)
I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh)
I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defending 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 want to get sent up
Heat it up, you be leaking blood and spitting phlegm up
Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible

Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just fucking with you, cause I got nothing to do

Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just fucking with you, cause I got nothing to do

Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on, I'm a end your career
And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothing to fall back on!

I'll throw you off of ten floors
Pull a fucking headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I'm indoors, waiting for disaster 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"
Getting skully while I'm autographing
Got my daughter laughing cause I sent her mother whitewater rafting

I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear
Mr. Rogers blocked up my you-haul screaming
"Wait, wait, wait, you ain't moving here!
Lorena Bobbitt, c'mere, want a souvenir?

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'

Walking 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, icing my fame, blowing your hand off
Dancing with the Devil leading, I won't die, I'm never leaving (what?)
I pledge allegiance to forever breathing

Street niggas with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?)
Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
With a deathwish, thinking 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

Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just fucking with you, cause I got nothing to do

If it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just fucking with you, cause I got nothing to do

The Bad
The Evil




The Bad
The Evil

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Bad Meets Evil’s “Nuttin’ To Do” is a showcase of Eminem's lyrical prowess, highlighting his ability to string together complex and often grotesque metaphors and similes with impeccable nuance. The song opens with a playful introduction from a fictional game girl welcoming the listener to a world of hip hop entertainment. The first verse then abruptly shifts focus to the boredom Eminem is experiencing, and he starts to juxtapose his lack of activity with dark humor. He jokingly suggests that if it weren't for his car, his wrist, or his shrooms, he would have nothing left to strip, slit or chew. The verse is an example of Eminem's ability to twist words and use puns to create graphic and disturbing imagery.


The second verse of the song features more of Eminem's trademark wordplay and violent fantasies. He describes walking into a diner with skateboarders and hitting a waiter with plate warmers before stealing wallets and slipping Molotov cocktails in cocktails. He then talks of his desire to murder people from jail, describing how he would put a knife in an envelope and have them stabbed in the mail. The lyrics are dark and disturbing in places, but throughout, Eminem's ability to play with words, build tension and create a sense of danger is on full display.


Overall, “Nuttin' to Do” is an example of Eminem's incredible gift for linguistic innovation and his mastery of the art of storytelling. The song is an excellent example of how he was able to combine humor, wordplay, and violent imagery to create a fascinating and compelling work of art.


Line by Line Meaning

The very best of game recordings
This song is the epitome of high-quality rap music


The finest in hip hop entertainment
This song represents the pinnacle of entertainment within the hip hop genre


Hello, I'm naughty
I am mischievous and rebellious


One of the sexy sexy game girls you all love to love
I am a desirable and attractive woman that everyone adores


And I wanna welcome you to game tight
I invite you to immerse yourself in this exciting and intense experience


So, sit back, relax and get your groove on
Take a moment to unwind, enjoy yourself, and get into the rhythm of the music


The Bad
A reference to one of the artists, who embodies a rebellious, edgy persona


The Evil
Another artist in the song, known for his darker, sinister nature


Right, yo
Acknowledgement and agreement with what has been said


Put em together
Bring the two artists together in harmony


Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it weren't for your luxurious car, I would have nothing to seductively take off


If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If I didn't have access to a sharp object, I wouldn't have anything to harm myself with


If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Without psychedelic drugs, I would have no source of excitement or escape


Yo I'm just fucking with you, cause I got nothing to do
I am teasing and provoking you because I am bored and have no other activities


I am bored!
I am expressing my state of restlessness and lack of stimulation


I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
I arrived at the restaurant with a group of rebellious skateboarders and proceeded to order food


Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers
I enjoyed appetizers and playfully struck the waiter with heated plates


Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm ripping your wallet off
I will make you experience the scent of a gun while simultaneously stealing your money


And slipping a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that)
I will discreetly place a homemade explosive device in your drink to cause chaos


Burning your contracts, punch your A&R in the face
I will destroy your legal agreements and physically assault your Artists and Repertoire representative


Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
I will break his eyeglasses and transform them into contact lenses


I'm on some shook shit, if it's missing I took it (whoops!)
I am engaging in suspicious and dishonest behavior, and if something is gone, it is because I stole it


Nurse look at this straitjacket, it's crooked!
Look at this improperly made straitjacket that I am imprisoned in


I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Even while incarcerated, I can still metaphorically kill and defeat you


Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
I will put a knife in an envelope and have you harmed through the mail system, using the FedEx company as an example


So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head When the rest of his body's still alive running?
How do you explain someone whose head has been removed, yet their body is still functioning and moving?


Coming with five gunmen, waiting to do a drive-by
Arriving with a group of armed individuals, ready to launch an attack from a moving vehicle


So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
When you spot the black luxury car, take cover and stay out of sight


For every hundred MC's rhyming about birds
Out of every one hundred rappers who rap about drugs


Only about two-thirds'd really set it without words
Only about sixty-six percent truly bring the excitement and intensity without relying solely on lyrics


Yo you ain't a thug, I can make you bitch up
You are not a tough person, and I have the power to make you act submissive


Pick the fifth up, cock, spit, you would swear it's raining slugs (what?)
I will grab and load the gun, fire it, and it will seem like bullets are raining down


I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh)
I am the most popular and successful artist in the music industry


I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defending me
All the tough individuals in the neighborhood support and protect me when they hear of any threats against me


You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
You are ignorant and disrespectful, and now you will face the consequences head-on


The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half
Within the collaboration of Bad Meets Evil, I represent the more rebellious and aggressive side


You know how a thug in this shit'll end up
Everyone knows the consequences a criminal will face in this dangerous lifestyle


Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)
I will fire a bullet, causing you to raise your chin, and then you will be hit and fall to the ground, ten times over


I take it if you run your mouth, then you want to get sent up
If you choose to talk recklessly, you are inviting trouble and imprisonment


Heat it up, you be leaking blood and spitting phlegm up
I will intensify the situation, causing you to bleed and cough up mucus


Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
We are now enemies due to a minor disagreement or difference in reputation


You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible
You challenged me, but I defeated you completely and left you with only a memorial flower and religious text


Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
I disregard the traditional structure of a song, as my metaphors are intricate and complex


It takes six minutes to get applause
It requires six minutes for the audience to fully appreciate and acknowledge my skill


And by the time you all catch on, I'm a end your career
By the time everyone understands and recognizes my talent, I will have already destroyed your music career


And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothing to fall back on!
I will leave you with nothing, taking away any support or foundation you had to rely on


I'll throw you off of ten floors
I will metaphorically cause your downfall, as if I were throwing you from a tall building


Pull a fucking headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I will transfer my intense mental agony to you, making you suffer just as I do


I'm indoors, waiting for disaster to seep in my skin pores
I am secluded inside, anticipating and inviting negative events to deeply affect me


To go outdoors and do some in-stores
Eventually, I will venture outside to visit stores and interact with the public


This bitch wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen
A woman expressed a desire to perform oral sex on me, and I responded with a sarcastic comment


You swallow cum bitch?" "No, but I brought a napkin"
She denied swallowing semen, but humorously proclaimed that she was prepared with a napkin instead


Getting skully while I'm autographing
I will wear a skull mask while signing autographs, adding a unique and mysterious touch


Got my daughter laughing cause I sent her mother whitewater rafting
I made my daughter laugh by arranging for her mother to participate in an exhilarating whitewater rafting adventure


I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear
I am not mere speculation, but a genuine source of intimidation and terror


Mr. Rogers blocked up my you-haul screaming
The famous television personality, Mr. Rogers, tried to stop me from moving by obstructing my moving truck


"Wait, wait, wait, you ain't moving here!
"Hold on, you are not allowed to relocate to this area!


Lorena Bobbitt, c'mere, want a souvenir?
Lorena Bobbitt, known for severing her husband's genitals, come here, would you like a keepsake?


I've been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer
I have been heavily intoxicated for a long time, even since my juvenile years


Juvenile? Same difference, I need some 'caine
Whether it's being young or engaging in criminal behavior, both are similar, and I require cocaine


'Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants
Because I have not ingested drugs since I woke up to the news of seven murdered babies


(Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
Oh my God! I have undergone brain surgery, and they claim there is a small possibility


I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
I will not remain unchanged because I have exchanged brains with a chimpanzee


Walking in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood
I am walking in murky water with a powerful gun, seeking to spill blood


Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
Forcefully place a firearm inside the mouth of a criminal


To break braces, you say grace and make faces
In order to shatter dental braces, you should pray and contort your facial expressions


I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)
I will openly express my animosity towards you and physically harm you in multiple areas of your body


Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff
We will both take steps back, turn around, and face each other in a tense confrontation


Precise aim, icing my fame, blowing your hand off
With impeccable accuracy, I will shoot and potentially sever your hand to diminish your reputation


Dancing with the Devil leading, I won't die, I'm never leaving (what?)
I am engaging in dangerous activities while under the influence of evil forces, and I believe I am invincible and immortal


I pledge allegiance to forever breathing
I am committing myself to always being alive and breathing


Street niggas with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?)
I am a fearless individual from the streets, and my courage surpasses that of others


Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
Those who pretend to be tough carry fake firearms and possess low-quality triggers


With a deathwish, thinking I'm the nigga to mess with
Despite desiring death, individuals believe I am the one not to be trifled with


Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
Allow the firearm to rise, strike directly at the chest, and cause your necklace to melt


For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?)
For example, you are merely a follower and minion in a dangerous environment


A follower never had heart, he just loyal
A follower lacks courage, they are only faithful and obedient


Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em
Criminals are fragile and transparent, I can see their true nature, and I will confront them with firepower


Be careful you might get what you ask for
Be cautious, as you may receive the negative consequences or actions you seek


The Bad
A reminder of the first artist's rebellious persona, now reemphasized


The Evil
A reminder of the second artist's sinister nature, now reemphasized


The Bad
Reiteration of the first artist's rebellious persona


The Evil
Reiteration of the second artist's sinister nature




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MARSHALL B III MATHERS, RYAN MONTGOMERY, RYAN D. MONTGOMERY

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