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Bad Meets Evil - Welcome 2 Hell Lyrics

Bad Meets Evil - Welcome 2 Hell Lyrics

[Intro: Eminem]
Yeah, told you we'd be back
Welcome to hell

There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off
So cold I done froze my butt off
And this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet
It's like squirtin a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck off
Other words I ain't put a dent in the can
compared to the damage I've yet to do
As long as you still have feelings to hurt
I'll be around as long as you let me get to you
Long as I got two balls to palm
I'll be the bomb, you just a false alarm
Get scared little pissants
and see if I'll come along and stomp your farm
Thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet
with a tornado is the kind of brainstorm I get
So when the wind starts blowin, shit
Talk about goin in, goin insane's more like it
Wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it
like a disastrous blizzard
So you better listen quick fast, don't miss it
Yeah go ahead little prick bastard, diss it
But when you get hit with a sick-ass explicit
flow don't ask how much of his passion is it
that goes in it, just know that all he knows is that
it's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick dastardly of audacity
Mental capacity unmatched, it has to be
stopped but it can't be, but man I can't just keep
doin 'em like that or no one'll rap with me (yeah)
Except one, you asked who is it?

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Guess who just came through the blast, you bitches
With the ratchet, the Book of Mathew
A book of matches lightin, I'm under white linen
You 'bout to have to admit it
They pass you the mic, asked you to spit it
and you got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands
I'm sure they gon' laugh when you goin to the bathroom with it
Now with what would you come against us
Better be somethin, with a big foot pedigree
Easily these are the reasons
that we need to be in y'all prayers
Each region breeds them MCs that wanna be them
which means they wanna breathe our air
With these ideas
Anybody thinkin the game don't need, the Bad and the Evil regime
That's like sayin that the bad boy Piston team didn't need Isaiah

Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MCs, I swear
Better beware there's too much at stake/steak
and to find someone this raw on a beat is rare
You can kiss my ass and eat shit stains
on my underwear that, I don't even wear

[Royce Da 5'9"]
This gotta be no fair
This like hittin the lottery, oh yeah
Who you know hotter? There gotta be no pair
Shotty that I got a lobotomy yo' hair
Classic, smack it, smother it
Read it and weep and perhaps you will have no rebuttalin
In fact, you seein me in this rap
and it's like sayin Tila Tequila can sing like Jazmine Sullivan

Back to bash your skull again
Push a bitch out the Aston until I get the fuck out of Dodge
Don't trust 'em - shouldn't have to explain my metaphors
You has-beens are duller than, color books that ain't colored in
Second and third fourth wind, got another win
Here they come again, none other than
Bad and Evil, also known as Saddam and Osama Bin
It's been a long time
but I bet that neither one of us felt sicker than we do right now
And we only get iller with time
Me and Nickel fuckin shit up on a dime, so tellin us to pipe down
is like talkin to a meth head
Bruce Willis on his deathbed, last breath with an infection
Fightin it while he's watchin internet porn
'bout to meet his death with an erection
My God, what I mean is
David Carradine jackin his penis in front of his tripod
Chokin his own neck, what part you don't get?
I'm sayin I +Die Hard+!

[Royce Da 5'9"]
When you listenin to my bars
Nothin but the F-I-R,-E comin out your iPod
We come up in a place
Chicks heads start spinnin like motherfuckin white walls

[Eminem + Royce]
Got your mother suckin my balls
while we fuck each other, we punch each other in the eyeballs
And I never say I'm sor-ry
The 5'9" and the Fire Marshall, we
spit with an intensity to shut shit DOWN in the industry
Two different entities with a propensity
to put these N-U-T's up inside of your fuckin, mouth!

[Outro: Eminem]
Ha ha, oh shit, stop it
Yo, welcome to the CD

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