[Royce Da 5'9":] First verse, uh I'm on 'til I'm on a island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with
and smack the mistress Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vishis Then I step out and see my evil twin He gives me an evil grin He mugs the mistress
Is everything not enough? What more can I give up? Is there anyone that I can trust? I give you my all and you still take from me. [Verse 1: Royce Da
better yet boy? Better jet boy, Mark Sanchez, Santanio Holmes I'm not just any old homeboy Sitting in a lab picking up a pad I be spitting bad, I'm a
Don't stop Don't stop [Royce Da 5' 9":] Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK) We bout to get into a tail of gunner that details the dungeon This is the pale moon
follow the echo, echo, echo, echo They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo [Royce Da 5'9":] Classical palms Battle my own demons I need a glass of Patron Bad
wanna be, which means they wanna breath our air With these ideas, anybody thinkin' that the game don't need The bad and the evil regime That's like saying that bad
Shady See you in hell for the sequel (bye bye) Bad Meets Evil, what? (till next time) [Cowboy] And so that's the story when Bad Meets Evil Two of the
And see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you
[feat. Eminem] "Rock City, Royce, 5'9, Slim, Shady" [skirt] "COME ON!!" [Royce Da 5'9"] Can't stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine Glock stops the tussle
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.
last step and still have half left [Chorus] [Em] Bad.. the bad.. [R5] Uhh, when the bad meets the bad.. yo.. [Em] The evil [R5] Take the evil with the evil
the OJ the Glove I got a Posse of Insane Clowns; blow your brains on your opposite ear Then ask you how your brain sounds Bad, evil, weirdo, Alfred [? ],
[feat. Eminem, Project Paki] [Eminem] Slim Shady Asshole [Royce] Any nigga wit guns, we got guns too More heated, ready to outgun you It's too late
To make 'em believe I'm crazy so they can relate to me And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby I like that! I'm only as crazy as people made
pasta. Flow's dreaded like some fucking tangled hair, Rastafarian, Jamaican, Relax, man, I'll send a fucking axe at you if you insist on a fucking accent. Bad and Evil
hung invisible Fuckin' mistletoe, over the wall to stuck my ass up under it Now pucker up them lips and kiss it ho, here we go Bad and Evil, so you know
