Nuttin' To Do
Eminem & Royce Da 5-9 Lyrics


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[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 f***in 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 C***tail (take that)
Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face *punch sound*
Smash his gla**es and turn em to contacts
I'm on some shook s***, 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 b**** up
Pick the fifth up, c***, spit, you would swear it's rainin slugs (what?)
I'm the hottest s*** 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 s***'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 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]
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 nothin' to fall back on!

I'll throw you off of ten floors...
Pull a f***in headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I'm indoors, waitin for disaster to seep in my skin pores
To go outdoors and do some in-stores

This b**** wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen.
You swallow cum b****?" "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'm a proven fear
Mr. Rogers blocked up my you-haul screamin',
"Wait, wait, wait.. you ain't movin' here!"
Lorena Bobbitt, see'mere, want a souveneir?

I've been high as f***, 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 n****z with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?)
Fake-a** thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
With a deathwish, thinkin I'm the n**** 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 gla** 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...

Overall Meaning

The song "Nuttin' To Do" is a collaboration between Eminem and Royce Da 5-9 that appears on their self-titled EP, Bad Meets Evil. The song talks about how both rappers are so bored with their lives that they will do anything for entertainment, including criminal acts. They both also make fun of other rappers who lack authenticity in their lyrics and are just copying what others are doing.


The chorus of the song repeats the line "I'm just f***in with you, cause I got nothin to do," emphasizing the overall theme of boredom and the need for excitement in their lives. Eminem's verse talks about how he is willing to do anything to get a reaction out of people, even if it's illegal. He talks about burning contracts, stabbing people in jail, and murdering people through an envelope in the mail. Royce Da 5-9's verse focuses more on his rap skills and how he is better than other rappers. He talks about how he can make others "b**** up" and how he is the "hottest s*** in the industry."


Overall, "Nuttin' To Do" is a song that reflects the boredom and need for excitement that both Eminem and Royce Da 5-9 were experiencing at the time. While the lyrics are controversial and dark, they illustrate the state of mind that the two rappers were in at the time.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin to strip
Without your car, I wouldn't have anything to steal


If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin to slit
If I didn't have a wrist, I wouldn't have a reason to harm myself


If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin to chew
If it wasn't for psychedelic mushrooms, I wouldn't have anything to consume


I'm just fuckin with you, cause I got nothin to do
I'm just messing with you because I am bored


I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
I entered the diner accompanied by skateboarders and made food orders


Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers (crash sound)
I consumed appetizers and accidentally hit the waiter with hot plate warmers, causing a crash sound


Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm rippin your wallet off
I allow you to smell the gun's scent while I steal your wallet


And slippin a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that)
I sneakily place a Molotov cocktail in your drink, implying a threat


Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face (punch sound)
I burn your contracts and physically assault your Artist & Repertoire representative by punching him in the face (with an accompanying sound effect)


Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
I break his glasses, turning them into contact lenses


I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin I took it (whoops!)
I am involved in shady activities, and if something is missing, it's because I stole it (with a sarcastic 'whoops!' to downplay the severity)


Nurse look at this straightjacket, it's crooked!
Nurse, observe this straightjacket that is not properly aligned (indicating the artist's mental instability)


I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Even from behind bars, I will plot your murder


Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
I will send you a knife in an envelope and arrange for you to be stabbed on delivery


So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head
How do you characterize a person who has been beheaded


When the rest of his body's still alive RUNNIN?
When the rest of their body is still alive and trying to escape


Coming' with five gunmen, waitin' to do a drive-by
Arriving with a group of five armed individuals, ready to carry out a drive-by shooting


So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
So when you spot the black 500 vehicle, you should hide from it


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


Only about two-thirds'd really set it without words
Approximately two-thirds would actually live the lifestyle they talk about without the need for words


Yo you ain't a thug, I can make you b**** up
You are not a gangster, I can easily make you act weak and submissive


Pick the fifth up, c***, spit, you would swear it's rainin slugs (what?)
Grab a firearm, cock it, and shoot, making it seem like bullets are raining down (with a questioning 'what?' as if challenging the listener)


I'm the hottest s*** in the industry (uh)
I am the most popular and successful artist in the music industry (with a pause and 'uh' for emphasis)


I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me
I have gained the loyalty and support of every criminal in the neighborhood who becomes aware of me defending myself


You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
You have no manners or regard for others, so you will face direct retaliation


The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half
As part of the Bad Meets Evil duo, I represent the 'Bad' side of our rap style


You know how a thug in this s**'ll end up
You are aware of the consequences a gangster would face


Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)
Shoot a burst of gunfire, make you raise your chin, and then repeatedly hit you ten times (again, with a questioning 'what?' to emphasize the violence)


I take it if you run your mouth, then you want to get sent up
I assume that if you talk excessively, you want to be sent to prison or face consequences


Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm up
I will intensify the situation, causing you to bleed and cough up phlegm


Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
Now we are enemies because of insignificant differences in names or titles


You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible
You made a wrong move, got destroyed, and are left with funeral flowers and a bible


Forget a chorus -- my metaphors are so complicated
I disregard the usual song structure and focus on intricate metaphors in my lyrics


It takes six minutes to get applause
It takes a considerable amount of time for the audience to fully understand and appreciate my lyrical skills


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


And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothin' to fall back on!
I will leave triumphantly, taking away all your opportunities so you have nothing to rely on


I'll throw you off of ten floors...
I will hurl you off a tall building


Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I will transfer my problems and stress onto you, causing you extreme discomfort (as if passing on a headache)


I'm indoors, waitin for disaster to seep in my skin pores
I am indoors, awaiting an impending catastrophe to deeply affect me


To go outdoors and do some in-stores
Once the anticipated trouble arrives, I will go outside and participate in promotional appearances at stores


This b**** wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen.
This woman expressed a desire to perform oral sex on me, and I casually responded that it should occur


You swallow cum b****?" "No, but I brought a napkin"
She denies swallowing semen but suggests she is prepared with a napkin for cleanup


Gettin' skullie while I'm autographin'
Receiving fellatio while I am signing autographs


Got my daughter laughin' cause I sent her mother whitewater raftin'
I made my daughter laugh by arranging for her mother to participate in an adventurous whitewater rafting activity


I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear
I am not just a concept or idea, I am a genuine source of terror


Mr. Rogers blocked up my you-haul screamin', "Wait, wait, wait.. you ain't movin' here!"
The character Mr. Rogers blocked my moving truck, shouting to stop because he doesn't want me to live in the neighborhood


Lorena Bobbitt, see'mere, want a souveneir?
Referencing Lorena Bobbitt, who infamously severed her husband's penis, asking if someone wants a piece as a memento


I've been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer
I have been intoxicated since I was a juvenile


Juvenile? Same difference -- I need some 'caine
Being juvenile and being high on drugs are essentially the same to me, and I am in need of cocaine


'Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants
I haven't used cocaine since the moment I woke up the day I murdered seven infants


(Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
Expressing disbelief and mentioning the futuristic concept of brain implants, while acknowledging that there is only a small likelihood


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


Walkin in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood
Walking through swamp water, armed with an M-16 rifle, fully intent on causing harm


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


To break braces, you say grace and make faces
To cause physical harm, you say a prayer and make contorted facial expressions


I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)
I will openly exhibit intense hatred and cause you harm in multiple body locations (once again questioning 'what?' to emphasize the violence)


Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff
Walk away, turn back, and prepare for a confrontation


Precise aim, icin my fame, blowin your hand off
With accurate aim, I will shoot and sever your hand, solidifying my reputation


Dancin with the Devil leadin - I won't die, I'm never leavin (what?)
Engaging in dangerous activities with the Devil as my guide, I will not die but rather remain eternally (again, questioning 'what?' to emphasize the darkness)


I pledge allegiance to forever breathin
I commit myself to persistently breathing, signifying a determination to survive


Street n****z with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?)
Asserting dominance over tough individuals, questioning their masculinity, and implying superiority (once again questioning 'what?' as a challenge)


Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
Inauthentic gangsters with fake firearms and poorly functioning triggers


With a deathwish, thinkin I'm the n**** to mess with
Possessing a desire for death, arrogantly believing I am the one not to be messed with


Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
Allowing the gun to rise, shooting you directly in the chest, causing your necklace to melt


For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil
For example, you are merely a follower, not an actual leader, in a challenging environment


A follower never had heart, he just loyal
A follower lacks courage and only demonstrates loyalty


Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em
Gangsters are transparent, and I see through their façade, ready to confront them


Be careful you might get what you ask for
Be cautious because you may receive the consequences you desire




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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