Bad Meets Evil
Eminem ft. Royce Da 59 Lyrics

I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts
I assume you're not from around here

You know, there's a story behind that there saloon
Actually, there's an interesting tale about that tavern

Twenty years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over
A couple of criminals dominated this entire town two decades ago

Sheriffs couldn't stop 'em
Even law enforcement couldn't halt their actions

Quickest damn gun slingers I've ever seen
They were the fastest gunfighters I have ever witnessed

Got murdered in cold blood
Unfortunately, they were ruthlessly killed

That ol' saloon there was their lil' home away from home
They considered that old tavern their second home

They say the ghosts of bad and evil still live in that tavern
Legend has it that the spirits of these wicked outlaws remain in that establishment

And on a quiet night
During a peaceful evening

You can still hear the footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9"
It is said that the sounds of Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9" can still be heard

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

I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat
I am not an actual human, I am a trapped spirit within the music

I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph
My voice is translated into seismic waves on a graph

And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head
The sound is generated, detected, and transmitted through Royce's mind

Trapped him in his room, possess him and hoist his bed
I confined him to his room, possess his body, and disturb his sleep

Til' the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead
Until the wickedness courses through his veins like a toxic metal

Told him each one of his boys is dead
Informed him that all his associates have been killed

I asked him to come to the dark side, he made a choice and said
I invited him to join the side of evil, and he made a decision and responded

Who hard? yo I done heard worse
Who's tough? I've heard more impressive things

We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other
We can each get in a car and speed towards one another

To see which one will swerve first
To determine who will veer away first

Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity holds
Two reckless individuals in a panic, whose intellect is sufficient

That of a globe, on top of nine other planets
Equal to that of a sphere, atop nine additional celestial bodies

Kissed the cheek of the devil
Engaged with the devil in a symbolic manner

Intelligence level is 'hell-ier' than treble peakin' on speakers in the ghetto
My intelligence exceeds that of the sound signal on speakers in disadvantaged areas

Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of an atheist
I deny fairness, as I am biased, and I have shamed the atheist community

Intercepting missiles with my bare hands like a patriot
I catch missiles with my hands alone, like a patriotic individual

One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse
I divided one path without weapons, and I hid the remains of Jesus

In my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse
In a previous existence, when a Dark Knight rode a pale horse

And stay over-worked, it's like the Nazis in the nations
I remain highly engaged, just like the Nazis in different countries

Collaborating, attemptin' to take over the earth
Working together, seeking to seize control of the entire planet

'Cause this is what happens when bad meets evil
Because this is the outcome when wickedness encounters malevolence

We hit the trees til' we look like Vietnamese people
We smoke marijuana excessively until we resemble Vietnamese individuals

He's evil, and I'm bad like Steve Seagal
He is malevolent, and I am wicked like Steve Seagal

Above the law 'cause I don't agree with police either
I operate outside the boundaries of the law because I don't support the police

(shit, me neither)
(damn, I feel the same way)

We ain't eager to be legal
We have no desire to be lawful

So please leave me wi't the keys to your Jeep Eagle
Therefore, kindly leave me with the keys to your Jeep Eagle

I breathe ether in three lethal amounts
I inhale anesthetic gas in three dangerous doses

While I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle
Simultaneously, I stab my knee with an infected syringe

Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezing range
Unleashing anger on anyone within close proximity

Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain (He's insane)
My demeanor is so chilling that it alters seasons and causes rain to freeze (I'm crazed)

No I'm not, I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off
Contrary to appearances, I simply wish to inject drugs and I'm angry

'Cause I can't find a decent vein
Because I am having trouble locating a suitable blood vessel

The disaster wit' dreads
The catastrophe with dreadlocks

I'm bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough
I possess enough malevolence to attempt suicide and live through it

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

When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to a waiter
In moments of peril, it's ironically amusing that my style resembles that of a server

'Cause I serve any stranger wit' money
Since I am willing to assist any unknown individual with money

I spray a hundred, men until they joint chains
I fire a hundred rounds at individuals until they connect and form a chain

While slippin' bullets at point blank range like they was punches
Simultaneously firing bullets at close range as if they were punches

Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral
I disrespectfully urinate on a flag and set it ablaze, then kill you and attend your funeral

Service lobby and strangle your body to confirm it
In the reception area, I strangle your corpse to ensure your demise

Whippin' human ass, throwin' blows, crackin' jaws
Engaging in physical altercations, delivering powerful punches and causing jaw fractures

Wit' my fists wrapped in gauze, dipped in glue and glass
With my hands covered in medical dressing, coated with adhesive and shards of glass

I'm blazin' MC's, at the same time amazin' MC's
I am burning up other rappers, while simultaneously astounding them

Somehow MC's ain't that eye-brow raisin to me
Surprisingly, other rappers don't impress or intrigue me as much

From all of angles of us, flash a mack loud enough to cast a avalanche
From every direction, we brandish a loud firearm capable of causing an avalanche

And bust till volcanoes erupt
We continue to shoot until volcanoes erupt

Hello? (Billy)
Is anyone there? (Billy)

'Ay-yo what's up (we're comin' to get you)
Hey, how's it going? (we're coming to find you)

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

I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? (uh-huh)
I used to be outspoken, do you recall? (yes)

I'm the one who burned your house down (oh)
I'm the person who set fire to your home (oh)

Well I'm out now (shit)
Well, now I am free (damn)

And this time I'm comin' back to blow your house up
And this time, I am returning to destroy your house explosively

And I ain't gonna leave you a window to jump out of
Furthermore, I won't even provide you an escape route

Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms
Provide me with two large doses of hallucinogens and three psychedelic mushrooms

And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms
In that state, you won't be able to perceive me, similar to obese individuals in steam rooms

And when I go to hell and I'm gettin' ready to leave
And when I descend into hell and prepare to depart

I'm a put air in a bag and charge people to breathe
I will capture air in a container and charge individuals for the privilege of inhaling it

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

And we hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people
We smoke marijuana excessively until we resemble Vietnamese individuals

He's evil, and I'm bad like Steve Seagal
He is malevolent, and I am wicked like Steve Seagal

Against peaceful, see you in hell for the sequel
Opposing peacefulness, I'll meet you in hell for the subsequent installment

(We'll be waitin')
(We'll be waiting)

See you in hell
I'll see you in hell

Wall Street
Referring to the financial district

Royce Da 5'9, Slim Shady
The names of the rappers involved in this collaboration

See you in hell for the sequel (bye bye)
I'll meet you in hell for the follow-up (goodbye)

Bad meets evil, what? ('till next time)
Wickedness encounters malevolence, what? (until next time)

And so that's the story when bad meets evil
And that's the tale when wickedness collides with malevolence

Two of the most wanted individuals in the county
Two of the most sought-after people in the area

Made Jesse James and Billy the Kid look like law-abiding citizens
They made notorious outlaws like Jesse James and Billy the Kid seem law-abiding

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

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

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

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