Bad Meets Evil
Eminem Ft Royce Da 59 Lyrics

I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts
You probably don't know much about this place

You know, there's a story behind that there saloon
There's a history associated with that saloon

Twenty years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over
Two criminals completely controlled this town two decades ago

Sheriffs couldn't stop 'em
The police couldn't catch them

Quickest damn gun slingers I've ever seen
They were incredibly fast and skilled with their guns

Got murdered in cold blood
They were brutally killed

That ol' saloon there was their lil' home away from home
The saloon was like a second residence for them

They say the ghosts of bad and evil still live in that tavern
Rumors suggest that the spirits of those outlaws still haunt the saloon

And on a quiet night
During a calm evening

You can still hear the footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9"
You can still hear the imaginary presence of the rappers Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9"

I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet
I don't communicate verbally; I exist as an ethereal presence

I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat
I'm not a physical being; I exist only within the music

I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph
My words have a powerful impact, represented as seismic waves

And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head
The sound is created, received, and conveyed through Royce's mind

Trapped him in his room, possess him and hoist his bed
I've confined him in his own room, possess his thoughts, and disrupt his life

'Til the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead
Until his actions and thoughts are infected with evil's influence

Told him each one of his boys is dead
I informed him that all his friends are no longer alive

I asked him to come to the dark side, he made a choice and said
I tempted him to join me in evil, and he accepted the offer

Who hard? Yo I done heard worse
Who's tough? I have experienced more difficult situations

We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other
We can engage in a dangerous confrontation

To see which one will swerve first
To determine who will back down or change direction

Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity holds
Two reckless individuals, lacking judgment

That of a globe, on top of nine other planets
Their level of intelligence exceeds ordinary people

Kissed the cheek of the devil
Engaged in wicked acts or embraced evil

Intelligence level is 'hell-ier' than treble peakin' on speakers in the ghetto
Their intelligence is higher than the chaotic noise heard in disadvantaged neighborhoods

Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of an atheist
I reject the notion of fairness, and I've brought shame to the concept of atheism

Intercepting missiles with my bare hands like a patriot
I intercept missiles without any protection like a devoted citizen

One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse
I defeated my adversaries without physical weapons, and I symbolically destroyed religious ideals

In my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse
Long ago, I played the role of a dark knight on a white horse

And stay over-worked, it's like the Nazis in the nations
I remain constantly busy, comparable to the Nazis during their regime

Collaborating, attemptin' to take over the earth
Working together to strive for world domination

'Cause this is what happens when bad meets evil
This is the result of the encounter between wickedness and darkness

We hit the trees til' we look like Vietnamese people
We smoke marijuana excessively to the point of resembling Vietnamese individuals

He's evil, and I'm bad like Steve Seagal
He embodies wickedness, while I possess a tough and rebellious nature like Steve Seagal

Above the law 'cause I don't agree with police either (shit, me neither)
I consider myself exempt from the rules because I share the same distrust towards the police (as him)

We ain't eager to be legal
We are not interested in conforming to the law

So please leave me wit' the keys to your Jeep Eagle
Therefore, kindly hand over the keys to your Jeep Eagle vehicle

I breathe ether in three lethal amounts
I consume a concentrated form of anesthetic gas in dangerous doses

While I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle
Simultaneously inflicting self-harm by injecting myself with a contaminated needle

Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezing range
Unleashing my anger on anyone within my reach

Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain (He's insane)
Intense enough to alter the weather, turning it into freezing rain (indicating his craziness)

No I'm not, I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off
Contrary to popular belief, I simply desire to take drugs and am feeling angry

'Cause I can't find a decent vein
Because I am unable to find a suitable blood vessel for intravenous drug use

The disaster wit' dreads
A calamitous figure with dreadlocks

I'm bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough
I possess the audacity to attempt suicide and still manage to live

To kill my soul after I'm dead
To destroy my spirit even after my physical demise

When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to a waiter
Amusingly, my mindset during risky situations can be compared to that of a waiter

'Cause I serve any stranger wit' money
I am ready to assist anyone who offers monetary compensation

I spray a hundred, men until they joint chains
I shoot multiple bullets, capturing the attention of many men

While slippin' bullets at point blank range like they was punches
Firing shots at extremely close distance, as if throwing punches

Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral
I disrespect the flag by urinating on it and setting it on fire, then proceed to kill you and attend your funeral

Service lobby and strangle your body to confirm it
I enter the funeral home, choke your lifeless body, and ensure your death

Whippin' human ass, throwin' blows, crackin' jaws
Physically assaulting individuals, striking them and breaking their jaws

Wit' my fists wrapped in gauze, dipped in glue and glass
With my fists protected by bandages soaked in adhesive and small sharp fragments

I'm blazin' MC's, at the same time amazin' MC's
I rap with exceptional skill and simultaneously astonish other rappers

Somehow MC's ain't that eye-brow raisin to me
Surprisingly, other rappers fail to impress or surprise me

From all of angles of us, flash a mack loud enough to cast a avalanche
With both of us cooperating, we possess firepower capable of causing a significant disaster

And bust 'til volcanoes erupt
And continue shooting until volcanoes explode

Hello? (Billy)
Is someone there? (referring to a person named Billy)

'Ay-yo what's up (we're comin' to get you)
Hey, what's going on? (informing that they are coming to find the person)

Stop they know it's us!
Halt, they have identified our presence!

I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? (uh-huh)
I used to be boastful and outspoken, do you recall? (affirmative response)

I'm the one who burned your house down (oh)
I am the person responsible for setting your house on fire (expressing surprise or realization)

Well I'm out now (shit)
Well, I'm free now (exclamation of annoyance or frustration)

And this time I'm comin' back to blow your house up
Now, I'm returning to completely destroy your residence

And I ain't gonna leave you a window to jump out of
And I won't provide you with any means of escape

Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms
Provide me with two large doses of LSD and three hallucinogenic mushrooms

And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms
And as a result, you won't be able to perceive me, just like obese individuals in steam rooms

And when I go to hell and I'm gettin' ready to leave
And when I eventually end up in hell and prepare to depart from there

I'm a put air in a bag and charge people to breathe
I'll gather air in a container and demand payment from people who wish to breathe

'Cause this is what happens when bad meets evil
This is the outcome when wickedness encounters darkness

And we hit the trees 'til we look like Vietnamese people
Then we consume drugs excessively, causing us to resemble Vietnamese individuals

See you in hell for the sequel
We'll encounter each other in hell for the next chapter

(We'll be waitin')
(We'll be eagerly anticipating your arrival)

See you in hell
I'll see you in hell

Wall Street
A reference to the financial district in New York City

Royce Da 5'9, Slim Shady
Names of the rappers involved in the song

See you in hell for the sequel (bye bye)
We'll meet again in hell for the next installment (farewell)

Bad meets evil, what? ('Til next time)
Wickedness encounters darkness, so what? (until we meet again)

And so that's the story when bad meets evil
Thus, this is the narrative when wickedness encounters darkness

Two of the most wanted individuals in the county
Both of them were highly sought after in the area

Made Jesse James and Billy the Kid look like law-abiding citizens
They were even more notorious than infamous outlaws Jesse James and Billy the Kid

It's too bad they had to go out the way they did
It's unfortunate that they met their end in the manner they did

Got shot in the back comin' out of that ol' saloon
They were fatally wounded while exiting the old saloon

But their spirits still live on to this day
However, their souls continue to exist even now

Shh, wait, did y'all hear that?
Quiet, wait, did all of you hear that?