1.Welcome 2 Hell
(Eminem)
Yeah, told you we'd be back.
Welcome 2 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 squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck off
Other words I didn't put a dent in a can compared to the damage
I've yet to do
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're just a
false alarm
Get scared little pissants, and see if I don't come along and
stop your farm
Thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet with a tornado's the
kind of brainstorm I get
So when the wind starts blowing, shit, talking about goin' in？
Goin' insane's more like it!
Whiz it upwards, when he spits hash (？)
So you better listen quick fast, don't miss it
Yeah, go ahead little prick, ？？？
But when you get hit with a sick ass explicit flow
Don't ask how much of his passion is it that goes
Just know, that all he knows is this
It's better to kick ass that kiss it
Tick task, ？
Mental capacity unmatched, it has to be stopped
But it can't be, but man I can't just keep doing them like that
Or no one will rap with me
Step one, you asked who is it？
Guess who just came through the blast, you bitches
With the ratchet, the book of Mathew, a book of matches
Lightning, I'm ？ white linen
You about to have to admit it
They pass you the mic, asked you to spit it
You got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands
Sure they gonna laugh when you go the bathroom with it
Now with what would you come against us？
Better be something with a big foot ..？..
Easily these are the reasons that we need to be in your prayers
Each region breed some emcees that wanna be, which means they
wanna breath our air
With these ideas, anybody thinkin' that the game don't need
The Bad Meets Evil machine？
That's like saying that bad boy ？ didn't need Isaeh.
(Eminem)
Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of emcees, I swear
Better be aware, there's too much at stake, and to find someone
this raw on a beat is rare
You can kiss my ass and the shit stains on my underwear that I
don't even wear
(Royce)
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, your hair
Classic, smack it, smother it, read it and weep and perhaps
you'll have no rebuttalin'
In fact, you seein' me in this rap is like saying Tila Tequila
can sing like Jasmin Sullivan
(Eminem)
Back to badge her skull again, push a bitch out the Aston until
I get the fuck outta dodge
Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors, ？ color books that ain't
colored in
Second and third, fourth wind, gotta another win
Here they come again, none other than, Bad and Evil
Also known as Sadam and Osama Bin
It's been a long time, but I bet neither one of us have felt as
sick as we do right now
And we only get iller with time, me and Nickel fucking shit up
on the grounds
Tellin' us to pipe down, it's like talking to a meth head
Bruce Willis on his death bed, last breath with an infection
Fightin' it while he's watching internet porn, about to meet his
death with an erection
My god, what I mean is, David Carrideine jacking his penis in
front of his tripod
Choking his own neck, what part you don't get？
I'm saying I die hard!
(Royce)
When you listen to my bars, nothin' but the F-I-R...E
Comin' out your iPod, we come up in a place
Chicks heads start spinning like motherfuckin' white walls
(Eminem + Royce)
Got your mother suckin' my balls while we fuck each other, 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
In your FUCKING MOUTH
Haha.
Welcome to the CD.
2.Fastlane
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 wit' kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch 'im out of his uniform
Leave him wit' his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all ＊＊＊＊＊' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know
Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'
Bet you could light your own cigarette witcha asshole
Me and Shady deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my
cashflow
I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke
Though I ain't wrapped tight
My blood type's the '80s!
My '90s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys
You still fly kites daily!
Catch me in my Mercedes
Bumpin' 'Ice, Ice Baby,' screamin' Shady 'til I die
Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy
So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze
And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice
lady
Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Damn)
Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is, 'cause
she's kinda famous
And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this
Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick (My penis in your anus!)
You morons think that I'm a genius
Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum, cleanin', try them
trailer parks
Crazy, I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby
And that's back wit' a capital B wit' an exclamation mark, maybe
You should listen when I flip the linguistics
'Cause I'm'onna rip this mystical slick shit
You don't wanna become another victim or statistic of this shit
'Cause after I spit the bullets, I'ma treat these shell casings
like a soccer ball
I'ma kick the ballistics! So get this dick, I'ma live this
Livin' life in the fast lane
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down
Only got a gallon in the gas tank
But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride
Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
My whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit
At war wit' a bottle, this Captain Morgan attacks my organs
My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins
I made a pact with the Devil that says 'I'll let you take me
You let me take this shovel, dig up the corspes, Jack Kevorkian'
Go 'back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in
I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down
My tenement, too many now, to send my serenity powers
Spin 'em around, enterin' in the vicinity
Now, was called Eminem, but he threw away the candy and ate the
rapper
Chewed him up (Pt!) and spitted him out
Girl, giddy-up, now get, get down
He's lookin' around this club and it looks like people are
havin' a shit fit now
Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in
t-t-town
Did I s-st-stutter, motherfucker？ Fuck them all, he's just
A whole motherfuckin' Walmart d-d-down every time a-r-r-round
And he came to the club tonight wit' 5'9 to hold this bitch
down
Like a motherfuckin' chick underwater, he tryna d-dr-drown
Shawty, when you dance, you got me captivated
Just by the way that you keep lickin' them dicks like lips, I'm
agitated, aggravated
To the point you don't suck my dick, then you're gonna get
decapitated
Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head, then I'm have to
take it
And then after takin' that, I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be
fascinatin'
It's gon' say 'The whole rap game passed away' on top of the
affadavit
Graduated from master debater slash massive masturbator
To Michael Jackson' activator (Woo!)
Meanin' I'm on fire off the top, might wanna back up the data
Runnin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor-trailer
Homie, this sick, you can normally ask a hater
Don't it make sense, these shell casings is just like a bag of
paper
Drop in the lap of a tax evader (Homie, they spent)
Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes
What, girl, I'm the crack-a-lator
Brung ya lay to this party, be my penis ejaculator later
Tell you boyfriend that you just struck paydirt
You rollin' wit' a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you
sayin'
Livin' life in the fast lane
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down
Only got a gallon in the gas tank
But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now
I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride
Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)
3.The Reunion
This next song, is a true story.
(Come here, bitch!)
(Aah!)
'Cause some things in this universe
Don't make sense, but some how
Always seem to fuckin' work
Flyin' down I-75 'bout to hop into 696,
I look over this fuckin' chick's tryna fix
Her makeup. I'm like 'Bitch, you ain't a plastic surgeon.
I advise ya to put up your visor. I'm getting' kyna ticked.
You're blocking my side mirror!' She's like 'Yeah, so？'
'I'm like 'So？ You gon' need a stitch, you keep acting like
that, ho.
I look your husband slut？ That's a rhetorical question.
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll fuck you up!
In fact, get in the back seat, like the rest of my dates...
No bitch rides shotgun. 'What, taxi？'
Stop and pick you some Maxi-Pads up,
Is that what you actually asked me？!'
Bitch reaches over and smacks me
Says I annoy the fuck out her.
'Get the fuck in back. Put on your slut powder,
You slut. What？! Shut the fuck up now-or
Getcha feelings hurt worse than my last chick
When I accidentally butt-dialed her
And she heard me spreading AIDS rumors UH-bout her.'
Turn the radio up-louder. Make it thump while I bump
That Relapse CD, tryna hit every bump in that cunt
'Fore I snap back into act-SHUN
'Cause she kept asking me to quit calling her 'cunt'!
I said 'I cunt!'
She said 'Marshall, You ain't really like that. Ohh-oh.
You're putting on a show, is your mic dead？
You're breaking my heart.' She said：
'You're breaking my heart.'
'Cause you ain't really like that. Ohh-oh.
You're putting on a show, is your mic dead？.
You're breaking my heart.' She said：
'You're breaking my heart.'
Uh. pull up to club in a Porsche, not a Pinto
While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central
I walk up in there looking at my phone on twitter, tweeting：
'I'm feeling a bunch a bitches!', looking at a ＊＊＊＊＊, cheesing
I get approached by this little scheezer
She asked me I am the realest G 'cause I'm Gucci from head to
feet
I said 'Yeah, I'm really is. 'Cause I spit in ya man's face
Like Cam did that little kid on Killa Season
She said 'I'm feelin' your big ego. Wait, am I talking wrong？'
I said 'Naw, I'm a walkin' Kanye／Beyonce song.'
She said 'I'm mad at chu.'
I said 'Why？' She said 'Why you never
Make songs with chicks, as if it's hard to do？'
I said 'I make songs for me, leave the studio,
And go an' fuck the bitch who go on and make da songs for you!'
She said I'm feeling your whole swagger and flow.
Can we hook up？' I said 'Ummm
You just used the word swagger. So no.'
She said
You ain't really like that. Ohh-oh.
You're putting on a show, is your mic dead？
You're breaking my heart.' She said：
'You're breaking my heart.'
'Cause you ain't really like that. Ohh-oh.
You're putting on a show, is your mic dead？.
You're breaking my heart.' She said：
'You're breaking my heart.'
We been riding around in this hatchback, 'til I'm fucking
hunchback
Where the fuck's this party at, slutbag,
Cunt？ Cut what act？ Think it's act？ Fuck that,
I'm tryna shag scuz. Better find this loveshack
Or somewhere the fuck-at Ah! Don't touch that,
You fat dyke! I'm trine hear some Bagpipes
From Baghdad. Don't act like
You don't like 'em： them accents. I rap tight!
And Imma torture you 'til we find this place. Yeah, that's
right!
I thought it was just past this light just past Van Dyk.
Better hit that maplight, read them directions. Oh yeah
You can't read. And you can't write. You told me that last
night.'
She took my CD out the deck, snapped in half, like
(Crack) 'Relapse sucked.' I snapped, hit the gas like
(Zoom) Blew through the lights, spun out, hit a patch of black
ice.
Forgot we had trailer hitched to the back. We jack-knifed.
Bitch flew out the car, I laugh like, she deserved it.
She didn't think I'd act like
That in person.
('Royce, Marshall just crashed right in front of the club!')
Verse 4 (Royce Da 5'9')：
Tell 'em I be there in a minute,
I'm tryna break up this catfight
Between my mistress and damn wife
Then this chick wanted a hug. She was fat,
So I gave her dap, then I tell 'er to scat.
I'm not mean, I'm cute
On my way to the front door, taken' the scenic route
To avoid this chick with a ＊lace＊ looking' like Venus' and
Serena's hoofs
I'm saying： them chicks got horse's asses, they been attractive.
Hope when they see me they don't slap me with them tennis
rackets.
My mind drifted back to this shit. I see my wife, push her down
(Aagh!) Step over her body, then smack the mistress
Police outside, I turn and past the gat to Viscious
Then I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin
(Argh!) He mocks the mistress, turns around gives the misses
hugs and kisses
Looks at me twisted like Nickel, ('Yeah, watch this shit!')
He smacks the dentures outta the mouth of the fat bitch
He rode with and looks back to mention：
'Royce, it's good to be back to business!'
You ain't really like that. Ohh-oh.
You're putting on a show, is your mic dead？
You're breaking our hearts.' they said：
'You're breaking our hearts.'
'Cause you ain't really like that. Ohh-oh.
You're putting on a show, is your mic dead？.
You're breaking our heart.' they said：
'You're breaking our heart.'
4.Above the Law
The poor stays poor, the rich get richer.
It's just so disproportionate...
Get outta here!
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate
That's why I don't give a shit
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer
It's just so disproportionate
You don't know just what I go through
That's why I would rather show you
Just how far that I can take it
Every rule I'm breaking it
Terrible, but not rippable, invincible, I hung invisible
Fucking mistletoe over the world, stuck my ass up under it
Now pucker them lips and kiss it ho
Here we go, Bad and Evil so you know how this'll go
The competition's miserable, we stomped them bitches, this is no
joke
Going overboard like someone threw us off the boat
Choke, cough from all the smoke, I'm tryina' stay on fire
So you know if I hate fucking water sprinklers I don't like no
ho
Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff it's
face
Back in this bitch, smother that little motherfucker until it
suffocates
(who？) You!
？fuck away,had day
Tryina' be so sick but Bad and Evil is reunited, hey!
Came back to annihilate, the game is in dire straits
As I await, world satan as I drop ...？...Ouija board and I pray
Now I lay me down to sleep, I do this shit in my sleep
So now imagine if I awake!
I'm champ, bitch, I've never tasted Cannibus
Can never be no damn wuss, no pussy, never mushy, so you can't
squish
No where near twisted, in fact if I jump out and sneak attack a
taxi
Only time you'll hear me say I ambush
Outlandish, these words are weapons that I brandish
Stand off, hoes get your hands off, this ？
So why the fuck would I sugar coat it for？
No, fuck protocol, I'd yell at this whore but now my throat is
sore
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate
That's why I don't give a shit
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer
It's just so disproportionate
You don't know just what I go through
That's why I would rather show you
Just how far that I can take it
Every rule I'm breaking it
Baby I'm lawless, you couldn't burn me if you threw acid on me
I'm at your homie, I'm at your home ready to spray you while you
napping
Homie, have, everything on, and around your mattress
Looking like the word in front of a matrimony
You high？ Thug？ Yeah
Go ahead, jump, no matter how high you get, you gon' come up
short like Spud Web (？)
My DUIs get waved like saying bye
Still, riding with no Ls like James Tide (？)
Can't change, I thank God for my safe thinking
Last time I'm safe thinking, me and my ＊＊＊＊＊ doin' a bank job
I stay violent, y'all going the peace route
You got a mouth like Kanye, I'll knock your entire bottom row of
teeth out
No disrespect to Mr. West, shit, I'm just nice with mine
And this just rap, just like Ricky Hatton I just like to line
These weak rappers wanna set us up, they never tough
They asked me for a hook, I tell em' left or right？ And a cut!
Whatchy'all messin' with this？ A ＊＊＊＊＊ that'll leave you FUBAR
Fucked up beyond all recognition
Y'all are rockstars, I'm the opposite
I could just throw a rock and hit a star for the FOCK of it
Partner, you're not hard, I body a hot bar
This beef has left you praying, Allah a Ackbar!
Let's go, when I leave y'all shot you ain't gon' be on your
Metro
In a bad area (？)they call Drama
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate
That's why I don't give a shit
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer
It's just so disproportionate
You don't know just what I go through
That's why I would rather show you
Just how far that I can take it
Every rule I'm breaking it
5.I'm on Everything
Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed
Sober don't interest me
I'm on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it's caine
Thats how high I am
I take painkillers to ease the pain
Though I aint in pain
No, we, ain't the same, we drunk
I'm on everything
'Cept when I kick it, gout
Me sobering up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'rooms
I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high, high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on 'shrooms
Call us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never back down
Never laid out
Can't put my back down
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Painkillers, I call 'em 'caine pillars
'Cause they'll hold me up when I take 'em
I need a cane and pillows
I'm on everything
Sick when I kick it, barf
Me sobering up, fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up
Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I'd still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip,
tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's, tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it's on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I'm demonic with the
craft
There's a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta
farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I'll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent
Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, c heck ya girl
'Cause after we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another f-cking whore to smash the
stir up
We rap like we're on
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, speed
Uh, classic!
It's Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me, then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tablecloth tucked in my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my
dinner with schmucks
Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping center
Wit' a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard stain
I'll crush your brain like I'm crushing pills
What the f-ck's the muthf-cking deal？
This shit's making me feel like I'm tryna do a muthf-ckin
cartwheel up a hill
How many bars, how many tabs？
A-c-i-d, y-e-s, 'cause I'm sniffin NYES
F-u-c-ked up, and it's obvious
Smoking Henny in my chest
I'm B-A-N-A-N-A-S
I'm a C-O-C-O-N-U-T
Put this CD in and you'll see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to
Roethlisberger
You are gonna wind up six feet deep
Under that shits creek so I hope that you want preservers
You could put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to serve us
You don't bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' that whole post office
further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the darkest and the
farthest corner
How many bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how many jars,
To all my people I'll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the back of her neck in
a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch
catheter cord
I'm the type that'll take a bath wit' a whore
Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door
When I'm stashin' 'er in the back, smackin' her forehead on the
dash
And its accidentally blowin', a Benz jeep horn
My friends be knowin' that when I'm on a binge, I'm stingy
Even when I'm ten deep in a room with the MG and and wit'
Lindsay Lohan and she on
6.A Kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
Uh, never meet a nigga first rap and beef with a shot of fam
Gucci's my absolute state of mind, like Waka's man
Chopper's brand, getting head in the car park, new Gallardo
This bitch sucking my dick today, call yesterday's news tomorrow
Stretch a nigga out, I'm the new Tae-bo, 'bout to cross over,
I'm the new Iver
'bout to saves a couple of these bitches that's right, I'm the
new Bible
You？ You 5.0, me？ I'm all grounded to punishments, but I'm too
fly though
Y'all niggas be winin', I should call you Moscato
Look down at the floorboard
It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my Tahoe
Never know what type of a ho inside of my ride I may let
Last night at 5 AM, and she ain't even recover from last Friday
yet
Hoes all over the ride like it's an ice cream truck, I can see
why they fret
I already ran over two hoes and I ain't get up the fucking drive
way yet
Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, what for？ Get in
girl, don't push shorty your
Fightin' a war, it's useless, tits on a whore, little tits on a
whore
Got a mack and it's screaming like little kids throwing fits on
the floor
Get in the whip, but you ain't turning, a frog into a prince
What you tryna keep your hands on me for？
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
Now you in my whip just long as you understand that I can't be
whipped
You sick of me and shit, I'm a gigolo so you know, I'm always on
the go
I ain't got no time to slow down for no relationshit
Drop the P and add a T, yaeh, you can get mad at me all you want
But I'm ghost before you can even say boo, hun let alone call me
one
A one-night stand is only once but a female fan yea one leg
standing
So by the one nightstand this bedroom has two lamps and only one
nightstand
Get the hint？ Ooh yea boo. Ew! I ain't gonna argue
But why do you think they call it boo？
Yea cause the sound of it's 'posed to scare you
Ho, ho, we can share you in the back of the Mclaren, I don't
give a fuck
What your name is, I'll call you Hottentot
Hopenbot, how come your name is Sharon？
Slow the flow down so I can what？
The same face when I'm shooting the
Guns the same face that I make when I fuck
The back of my hand on your neck
Pressing your face against the sheets it's insane
You been changed, cause I'm out of this world
Girl I got that Milky Way dick vein
I'm at an all-time high with highness, I'm at an all-time fly
with flyness
And this is exactly what they say when they bow to your highness
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
Never meet a nigga Twitter-beefing, first beef and I shot your
fans
(You should check out the car when it's moving like watch this
man)
Her bottom's dark, but her top it tan
Her private parts on the pole
Like the opposite of her papa's plan
Come on stripper! Let's hit the strip 180
And drop the trance, I'm in the trance
Looking at this bitch dance
Looking at this girl, like what you wearing
Girl, quit playing!
You wearing them scrach n sniff pants？
Well let me scratch em, lemme sniff, yeah
What？ Did I say that？
I'm on lean like styrofoam cups and kickstands
Middle finger stuck on fuck, sniff pants
But girl you got a butt like ？
So can with the hell, maybe
Aw Hell, Shady, he'll tell it like it is
So tell Katie Perry he's on the tail, he's tailgating
These bells are my maiden call
And I'm here, bell's raiding and tell Lady
Gaga she can quit her job at the post office
She's still a male lady!
What the fuck？ And with her dick, you heard, the verdict's in
He's allergic to D, doesn't take me Clevis to him
Him don't give a damn how Beaver doing
What a demon, a behemoth
Evil just seems to be seething through him
I like the strip tease you doing
This evening, you and me gonna find
3 more chickadees and have a menage like Nikki
You hot like a Dickie outfit in Texas
Without shit under it, sweating
Suck my dick, we both gets to steppin to my logic
My patrick, my dick is as hard and thick as a yardstick
What we gonna do？ Ride around til we're carsick
Then I'm gonna put this shit in park like dog shit
And you can blow me in the dark in the parking lot
Out of the trailer park by the garbage
What you waiting on？ Me to roll up the carpet？
The condoms are in the glove compartment, let's start it!
Think I'm joking？ What, am I sitting here
Trying to make fake farts with my armpits？
Trying to get you to spit pot through your nose？
Am I here to amuse you？ Stop it
I'm in your pocket outside of a church
The other hand is at the bottom of your purse
You giving me head in a boxing stance
My dick's so big you could drop it in dirt
I'm not your man, we're sparring partners
There's 5 things you are in charge of, that's
Sucking a dick, sucking a dick, sucking a dick
Sucking a dick, sucking a dick
If you ain't sucking a dick
Why you sitting there with puckered lips？ That's collagen..
Motherfucking bitch, what you mean how'd you
Get suckered into this you gonna jump into my truck
And then try to get truculent？
You should be suffering, you should be cooking
You should be buckling your seatbelt with oven mitts
Excuse me while I'm making an ass of myself, but it's only
Cause I just wanna get..
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
I wanted a kiss, kiss, kiss
7.Lighters
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We are all right where we should be
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward
uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king
This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me
I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree？
Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up
The only thing I ever gave's using more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick
Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit
Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite
You stayed the same, just cock back with this still cock you
pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it
Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall said bust a leg
Muster cause he couldn't cut mustard mustered up nothing
Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz
Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn't cause he had buzzards circle around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it？
Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause f-ck it, guess it doesn't matter now,
does it
What difference it make？
What it take to get it through your thick skulls
As if this aint some bullshit
People don't usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me strength
So let em ？ cause I came with 5'9 but I feel like I'm 6'8
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We are all right where we should be
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
is a sky full of lighters
a sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie
I advance like going from toting iron to going from buying 4 or
5 of the homies to iron man outtie
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
And I aint gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the
Chronic
Tell him how real he is or high I am
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
I cried many tears, my daddy got a bad back
So it's only right that I right till he can march right into
that post office and tell em to hang it up
Now his career's Lebron's jersey in 20 years
I'll stop when I'm at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up
It's bout to be a scary drop
Cause what goes up must come down
You going down on something you don't wanna see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour now
Life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I'm just the cats meooww, ow
Classic cow, always down for the catch wieght like Pacquaiao
Ya'll are doomed
I remember when T-Pain aint wanna work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes
Cause now I'm in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting treated like ？ Patrick
And now I'm fantastic
Compared to a weed high
And y'all niggas just gossiping like bitches on a radio and TV
See me, we fly
Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive
And how real is that
I remember siging my first deal and now I'm the second best I
can deal with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag
You and I know what it's like to be kept down
Forced to fight
But tonight we're alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause this one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We are all right where we should be
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
8.Take from Me
You're gonna be okay, kid. You're gonna be okay.
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
Always been the type of dude that'll feed my clique
I know that without you fans I ain't shit but y'all better read
my lips
I don't spit raps that's ill for you to just hack and steal
And leak my shit so get my drift
I hope y'all don't think y'all helping me out and that shit,
that shit's stressing me out
Nickle-nine is blowing up, Christmas time you should hang my
album
On top of your fireplace cause around that time my stocking is
going up
Feels like a victory bitter-sweet
It's bigger I get the bigger the wedge
Between the relationship of me and my bigger bro, hear what I
said
Feels like this shit was wished on me, everything I do for the
nigga
And the nigga know I would do anything for him
But the nigga refuse to straight shitting on me
Keeping your distance, probably best
If you don't wanna fuck with me but you know me
Probably best, fuck pity, you want that？ ？ You know it's like .
chest
Tough titty, the problem's you got a problem, you think that I'm
already set
So I'mma look down on you, just be proud of me, you already got
my respect
I ain't trying to say something I regret
So I'mma just stop chasing the pain
Let you deal with the fact that we don't get along cause I got a
big face in the game
Sometimes I feel like fuck my life
I fuck with a few niggas that I know if my chick was the shady
ho
Niggas wouldn't think twice before they fucked my wife
Guess that's the difference in friends and associates
I done been broke, I done been through the motions
I don't pay no attention to birds, I use my scope and I tend to
the vultures
No one ever blows up your phone just to talk
I don't make money just to loan it to y'all
Tell a nigga that then you wilding
It's like dialing and then talking to a hole in the wall
Please look at these expenses, these things is expensive
If I gotta lend you money every time I see you
Just to be your friend bitch I don't really need your friendship
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.
And I give, and I give
And you take, and you take
And you just walk away without nothing to say
You just take from me (ay ay)
You just take from me (ay ay)
I live in the public, I struggle with the fame
Trouble is the pain grows double, give a fuck what you say
When my music you take you take so subtle , just to give it away
To people who don't even appreciate flows ,motherfucker, I'm
livid today
As I break my back to give you my art, you steal my thoughts
It's like driving a spike through my heart
You might not think it's not that big of a deal to steal from me
But music's all I got
Aside from a daughter, not to sound like a martyr
But it's getting harder than I thought
To not just go crazy crazy, trapped in this house I'm about to
just snap
And I might not deserving of what I got to, did I not work for
it？
Put it all in every record I record
Well then please tell me why on the ？ happen and I keep rapping
But I wonder sometimes is it worth all the bullshit
Cause it feels like I'm down there ain't no getting up from but
I won't let it get me down
But I won't let it get me down, I won't succumb like many think
SO FUCK THEM
They'll appreciate me when I'm gone, they say it was ill, right？
The way I kill mics？ But the way i feel right now？
It just feels like I'm so done with this shit I might as well
wipe
I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to contribute
Farewell I bid you, but before I go, my last gift to you
Ladies and gentleman, Slaughterhouse I give you!
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
And I give, and I give
And you take, and you take
And you just walk away without nothing to say
You just take from me (ay ay)
You just take from me (ay ay)
9.Loud Noises
Life handed me lemons
I jump back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get electrocuted, executed by an executioner of my flow too
quick for the human eye to detect zooming by
Guess who, what's happening guys？
They told me to shit, I fell off that pot
Hopped right back up on that crapper and I
Said 'fuck you' with a capital I
Look who's back to antagonize
You don't like it？ You can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and
die
You right back like a maggot on my dick grabbing at my shit,
better get to the back of the line
You wanna get your shot at me what kinda crap is that
Battle, what kind of rapper would I be before I let another
rapper think he's hot
I'll bury my face in his stinky twat and go alalalala
Girl my head space is limited, ain't even room in the back of my
mind
That's why I ain't thinking about you, I don't got time and I
told you a thousand times
So how can I find the time to put an alkaline battery in Royce's
back and at the same time put juice in mine？
Goddamnit Slaughterhouse is signed
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
I'm a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my lyrics
killing
Then I let you witness shit when it hit the ceiling
The niggas willing to give the listeners the sickest feeling
Like mixing some Benadryl and penicillin
Then I'm filling the clip with a written
Can you picture my pistol drilling？
A million women and children when I'm illing
But it isn't real, it's a rap
On the real, it's a wrap
How could you possibly stop the Apocalypse
When I'm atomic bombing the populous
Shock the metropolis hostile as a kid
Popping the Glock at his moms and his pops
Then he hops in his drop with his iPod rocking the Slaughterish
Documentation and lyrics I write with confidence
Write like a columnist slash novelist
I'm in this game to demolish, establish my dominance
Over prominent rappers you popping shit till you opposite
I can spit ominous so spit politics now I'm Haile Selassie,
Gandhi, and Pac of this hip hop genre, bitch
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
Ability told brain it's a no brain bout boy
Physically I'm literally a cocaine cowboy
Wait wait, did I just go almost four bars without talking about
my big dick？
The other day me and your thick bitch had a great day and we ate
cake
And then we walked and then she tried to jack me off but she
lost
Cause she couldn't handle my shit, wait I sweared
Irony of Ryan is I am bipolar while I'm rhyming standing beside
a big old white bear
Neither one of us fight fair, you are literally looking at Woody
and Wesley in a movie
With a white boy ain't got to jump no where cause I'm here
Nigga I'm on fire yeah and I'm every bitch's dream
One, two I'm coming for you, I'm a big old (big old) Nightmare!
Nigga this the slaughter stepping up
I'll pretty much slap your ass and tell you to shut the fuck up
After that I'll slap your ass again and tell you to shut the
fuck up shutting up
And that's how you body a fucking beat
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
I should be the one that goes slow
Get a stopwatch, clock my flow
Hit the button on top watch the drug drop
O O dot dot O, Yaowa
When I drop I go outer space
Blackout ike Darth Vader's face
Placed in a molten shower
Say something and get them proper
Mama poppa pouring out vodka
Mama Mia, Em pass me the seeds
It's ？ Slaughterhouse ？ better yet boy go home, 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'mma get you mad with this gift I have
Lord duck sufferin succatash when the trigger blast I'mma put
your beak on your fitted hat
Where the liquor at？ Sip of yak
That bitchh and a vicious track ？
Sly Pro tools to boast Joe smooth I coast to the West like we're
tired of living at
New York here's a piggyback ride to the motherland
Hold on brotherman, on the other hand get down
I'm gutter fam, gun butt you with the Eagle handle Cunningham
I don't wanna talk, I just wanna beef
I don't want a piece, I want it all baby boy
I don't wanna eat, I wanna feast up ？ rough piece of shit
You done weak, I'm the one, capiche？
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
Insane what they call us
How you married to the game but you probably shouldn't have came
to the altar
Every bar like propane for the sawed-off, using ？ to forge you
Eminem, Mr. Porter, slaughter my cinnamons emminent torture
All of you feminine marauders, that's women at war
Men will assault you, time is a bastard symbol of sorter？
Kidnap your trembling daughter, at least a quarter
I'm administering supporters, got an aura more like Sodom and
Gomorrah
Normally something's wrong with me
Claiming a quantity of the porn I see on the pause to me
When I fix the game they'll think shit came with a warranty
How the fuck are they gonna stop when I was born to be
Corner me, shit belong to me, two choices, you can get along
with me
Or sit your faggot ass right there in dormancy
Wait, all you missing is heels to be RuPaul
Ain't nobody that's real ever knew y'all
Second to none and I'm dealing with Marshall
This time I never come down, deal with the blue balls
You ain't gotta fear me but you'll respect me
Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me
Coming off soft, I got some machetes
Swinging spaghetti like it's heavy some said he deserve an ESPY
In a Chevy like Andretti, put the Dezzy where his chest be
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
10.Living Proof
We bout to get into a tail of gunner that details the dungeon
This is the pale moon illuminates the hail and thundering
'01's the year where I fell from blundering
Shady lifted his wing than I fell from under it
Now I'm freefallin', my career is gone into re-callin'
Regardless of who's fault I was speedballin'
God bubble wrapped me and dropped me on top of the Earth
Marshall doubled back and got me from on top of the Hearse
I'm alive n＊gga, Justin T ain't got nothing on me
Cause I done cried Mary J. Blige rivers
I realised that God's with us as soon as I decided
To put that bottle down and pick up my Todd Bridges
The writing's on the wall
Since n＊ggas seen me at the baseball game with Shady and Jay-Z
Suddenly everybody calls like 'I'm just checking on you dog'
While I just throw up this message on the stall..
When them bottles stop poppin' and them dollars start stopping
Do what you did to get it and don't stop
I made a promise to my momma, I'mma out live her
How can I be a quitter when haters don't stop
I'm living proof n＊gga, it's pretty safe to say
God giveth and God taketh away
It's the Worldwide American way, I'm living proof n＊gga
Your body language is sayin' your confidence is gone
Well pick ya ass up lil homie, come on
You just gone sit there and take it or make 'em suck it
Tell em where to shove it straight up
You gon' make love to the world or you gon' f＊ck it
The last time that life kicked me in the ass
I pulled down it's pants and put a foot up its ass
Man what a catastrophe it'd be for me to be a b＊tch ass pussy
And not open a can of whoop ass, did ya piss ants whoop me
Will be the day I say I ate poop, shit, the day that
I don't straight shoot, I'll drop outta my anti-women hate group
Say I'm a sissy fagot, record it play it back
And put it on straight loop, you haters look like you ate a
grape fruit
You see me climbing back on that wagon got my swagger back
I was dragging, hop back on it, grab the reigns on that bastard
And came back on 'em without remorse man
Man of course I'm a one trick pony
Cause I'll be screaming on these whores 'til I'm hoarse!
When them bottles stop poppin' and them dollars start stopping
Do what you did to get it and don't stop
I made a promise to my momma, I'mma out live her
How can I be a quitter when haters don't stop
I'm living proof n＊gga, it's pretty safe to say
God giveth and God taketh away
It's the Worldwide American way, I'm living proof n＊gga
Nah I ain't fading yet, I'd rather stay and rep, I mighta made a
dent
But I find excitement in wondering what I'ma write next
So I don't stay in debt me broke, you might as well cut the
embryo
Out my momma and play catch
With the baby with AKs with baby bayonets
I'ma get rich or I'ma die trying
That's why its either kill or be killed, so call me suicide
homicide Ryan
There's a bomb inside my head, I'm a live wire
I am on the edge, teetering on it like I tore the iron mic
Get on a nut like a tyre iron, I have no desire stopping
So why would I drop and roll, that's how much on fire I am
Rappers are fun and I'm the time cause I'm just flying by em
Man I'm laughing at em the entire time, why am I up？
Cause tribulations I have triumphed b＊tch I'm fired up
So it's time for me to slit your f＊cking lighter, light the sky
up
When them bottles stop poppin' and them dollars start stopping
Do what you did to get it and don't stop
I made a promise to my momma, I'mma out live her
How can I be a quitter when haters don't stop
I'm living proof n＊gga, it's pretty safe to say
God giveth and God taketh away
It's the Worldwide American way, I'm living proof n＊gga
11.Echo
All, around, the world, there's an echo
As, he takes, a bow, and they all know
All the girls, the boys, they chase the noise
Through the highs and through the lows
They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo
They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo
I eat rappers, with the rhyme, consume them
The only f＊cking thing that you consume is time, I'm super human
My world is like a Rubik's Cube, it's too complex girl
You assuming, cupids looming, my mentality as caveman stupid
woman
My life is Truman show, all I have is music, ho
I stopped chasing every chick under the sun many moons ago,
so pretend my d＊ck is a balloon and blow
But you better put a fork in it if you think I'ma lay here just
spooning, yo
Oh, you think you the shit cause I just said you was beautiful!
Diabolical to my last molecule, down to my last hair follicle
and cuticle
Rotten to the core, to the bunghole all the way down to my sole,
from my hair to my toe
Ever since I was 13 I learned how to sew and sewed shut my whole
bootyhole
Cause I ain't took no shit since I looked down to my nuts and
saw my first pubic grow
I told these stupid hoes when I come back I'ma set this b＊tch on
fire!
And this time I don't mean I'ma pour gasoline on some chick and
light her
Cause this time when I f＊ck this world I'ma put my whole goddamn
d＊ck inside her
I ain't even put my tip in that ho yet, I'ma go get Nickel and
try to rip it wider
All, around, the world, there's an echo
As, he takes, a bow, and they all know
All the girls, the boys, they chase the noise
Through the highs and through the lows
They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo
They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo
Classical palms, battle my own demons, I need a glass of Patron
Bad as I need a horn stabbing my clavicle bone, I'm at it or
prone
First time I seen a desert eagle I was letting the 44 buss
The 44 popped, the first time you seen one, you was eating coco
puffs
Looking at Robocop, I'm not a man, I'm a logo, I'm Sustain
In order to clean my veins you need saline
I'm never referring to the solution, I'm talking about more like
the mustang
Vroom! Get respect from the get-go, hello! Step to the echo,
echo, echo
Pen got a mind of its own, got to write my rhymes with a timer
Otherwise I'll probably vibe out to a nine minute song
As the echo follows the Maserati, as the petrol swallows
I'm a thousand bodies away from a skeleton, check your bible
inside it
It'll say this guy's an elephant, I'm fly like I'm killing the
scene like
I'm a villain with wings, I'll sleep when I'm 6 feet deep
Right now I'm living a dream, though we may be reckless
The ladies check us, they whisper Shady Records, baby echo!
All, around, the world, there's an echo
As, he takes, a bow, and they all know
All the girls, the boys, they chase the noise
Through the highs and through the lows
They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo
They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo
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