paroles de chanson Bad Meets Evil - Eminem , Royce da 5'9"
I
reckon
you
ain't
familiar
with
these
here
parts
You
know,
there's
a
story
behind
that
there
saloon
Twenty
years
ago,
two
outlaws
took
this
whole
town
over
Sheriffs
couldn't
stop
'em
Quickest
damn
gun-slingers
I've
ever
seen
Got
murdered
in
cold-blood
That
old
saloon
there
was
their
little
"home
away
from
home"
They
say
the
ghosts
of
Bad
and
Evil
still
live
in
that
tavern
And
on
a
quiet
night
You
can
still
hear
the
footsteps
of
Slim
Shady
and
Royce
da
5'9"
I
don't
speak,
I
float
in
the
air
wrapped
in
a
sheet
I'm
not
a
real
person,
I'm
a
ghost
trapped
in
a
beat
I
translate
when
my
voice
is
read
through
a
seismograph
And
a
noise
is
spread,
picked
up
and
transmitted
through
Royce's
head
Trap
him
in
his
room,
possess
him
and
hoist
his
bed
Till
the
evilness
flows
through
his
blood
like
poisonous
lead
Told
him
each
one
of
his
boys
is
dead
I
asked
him
to
come
to
the
dark
side
He
made
a
choice
and
said
Who
hard?
Yo
I
done
heard
worse
We
can
get
in
two
cars
and
accelerate
at
each
other
To
see
which
one'll
swerve
first
Two
blind
bandits
panic
whose
mental
capacity
holds
That
of
a
globe
on
top
of
nine
other
planets
Kissed
the
cheek
of
the
Devil
Intelligence
level
is
hellier
than
treble
peaking
on
speakers
in
the
ghetto
Dismissal,
I'm
not
a
fair
man
Disgraced
the
race
of
an
atheist
Intercepting
missiles
with
my
bare
hands
like
a
patriot
One
track
sliced
without
swords
I
buried
the
Christ
corpse
In
my
past
life
when
the
black
knight
mounted
the
white
horse
And
stay
over-worked,
it's
like
the
Nazis
and
the
Nation
collaborating
attempting
to
take
over
the
Earth
'Cause
this
is
what
happens
when
Bad
meets
Evil
And
we
hit
the
trees
till
we
look
like
Vietnamese
people
He's
Evil,
and
I'm
Bad
like
Steve
Seagal
Above
the
law
cause
I
don't
agree
with
police
either
Shit,
me
neither
We
ain't
eager
to
be
legal
So
please
leave
me
with
the
keys
to
your
Jeep
Eagle
I
breathe
ether
in
three
lethal
amounts
While
I
stab
myself
in
the
knee
with
a
diseased
needle
Releasing
rage
on
anybody
in
squeezing
range
Cold
enough
to
make
the
seasons
change
into
freezing
rain
He's
insane
No
I'm
not,
I
just
want
to
shoot
up
and
I'm
pissed
off
Cause
I
can't
find
a
decent
vein
The
disaster
with
dreads
I'm
bad
enough
to
commit
suicide
And
survive
long
enough
to
kill
my
soul
after
I'm
dead
When
in
danger,
it's
funny,
actually
my
flavor's
similar
to
a
waiter
'Cause
I
serve
any
stranger
with
money
I
spray
a
hundred,
man
until
they
joint
chains
While
slipping
bullets
at
point-blank
range
like
they
was
punches
Piss
on
a
flag
and
burn
it,
murder
you
then
come
to
your
funeral
Service
lobby
and
strangle
your
body
to
confirm
it
Whipping
human
ass,
throwing
blows,
cracking
jaws
With
my
fists
wrapped
in
gauze,
dipped
in
glue
and
glass
I'm
blazing
MCs,
at
the
same
time
amazing
MCs
Somehow,
MCs
ain't
that
eyebrow-raising
to
me
From
all
of
angles
of
us,
flash
a
Mack
loud
enough
To
cast
a
avalanche
and
bust
till
volcanoes
erupt
Hello?
Ayo,
what's
up?
We're
coming
to
get
you!
Stop!
They
know
it's
us!
I
used
to
be
a
loudmouth,
remember
me?
I'm
the
one
who
burned
your
house
down,
well
I'm
out
now
And
this
time
I'm
coming
back
to
blow
your
house
up
And
I
ain't
gon'
leave
you
a
window
to
jump
out
of
Give
me
two
fat
tabs
and
three
'shrooms
And
you
won't
see
me
like
fat
people
in
steam
rooms
And
when
I
go
to
Hell
and
I'm
getting
ready
to
leave
I'ma
put
air
in
a
bag
and
charge
people
to
breathe
'Cause
this
is
what
happens
when
Bad
meets
Evil
And
we
hit
the
trees
till
we
look
like
Vietnamese
people
He's
Evil,
and
I'm
Bad
like
Steve
Seagal
Against
peaceful,
see
you
in
hell
for
the
sequel
We'll
be
waiting
See
you
in
Hell
Wall
Street,
Royce
Da
5'9",
Slim
Shady
See
you
in
hell
for
the
sequel
Bad
Meets
Evil,
what
Till
next
time
And
so
that's
the
story
when
Bad
meets
Evil
Two
of
the
most
wanted
individuals
in
the
county
Made
Jesse
James
and
Billy
the
Kid
look
like
law-abiding
citizens
It's
too
bad
they
had
to
go
out
the
way
they
did
Got
shot
in
the
back
coming
out
of
that
old
saloon
But
their
spirits
still
live
on
till
this
day
Shhh...
Wait,
did
y'all
hear
that?
Album
The Slim Shady LP
1 Paul (Skit)
2 Lounge (Skit)
3 Ken Kaniff (Skit)
4 Bitch (Skit)
5 Brain Damage
6 '97 Bonnie & Clyde
7 My Fault
8 Bad Meets Evil
9 Still Don't Give a F**k
10 I'm Shady
11 As the World Turns
12 Just Don't Give a F**k
13 Rock Bottom
14 Cum on Everybody
15 Role Model
16 If I Had
17 Guilty Conscience
18 Public Service Announcement
19 My Name Is
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