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фотография Bad Meets Evil (Eminem and Royce the 5-9

Название :

Nuttin` to Do

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[Royce] What? Uhh..
[Em] The Bad..
[Royce] Yeah..
[Em] The Evil..
[Royce] Right, yo
[Em] put em together

Chorus: Royce the 5-9, Eminem

[Royce] Yo if it wasn`t for your whip, I`d have nothin to strip
[Em] If it wasn`t for a wrist, I`d have nothin to slit
If it wasn`t for the shrooms, I`d have nothin to chew
[Royce] Yo..
[both] I`m just fuckin with you, cause I got nothin to do

[Eminem]
I am bored!!!!!
I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
Ate hors d`oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers *crash sound*
Let you inhale the glock smell, while I`m rippin your wallet off
and slippin a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that)
Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face *punch sound*
Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
I`m on some shook shit, if it`s missin I took it (whoops!)
Nurse look at this straightjacket, it`s crooked!
I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head
when the rest of his body`s still alive RUNNIN?

[Royce]
Comin with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by
So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
For every hundred MC`s rhymin about birds
only about two-thirds`d really set it without words
Yo you ain`t a thug, I can make you bitch up
Pick the fifth up, cock, spit, you would swear it`s rainin slugs (what?)
I`m the hottest shit in the industry (uh)
I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me
You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half
You know how a thug in this shit`ll end up
Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)
I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up
Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm up
Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible

Chorus: 2X

[Eminem]
*yawns* Forget a chorus -- my metaphors are so complicated
it takes six minutes to get applause (yay)
And by the time you all catch on, I`ma end your career
and walk away with the whole floor so you have nothin to fall back on!
I`ll throw you off of ten floors .. *AHHHHHHH*
Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I`m indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores
to go outdoors and do some in-stores
This bitch wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen.
You swallow cum bitch?" "No, but I brought a napkin"
Gettin skullie while I`m autographin
Got my daughter laughin cause I sent her mother whitewater raftin
I`m not a fact, I`ma proven fear
Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-haul screamin,
"Wait, wait, wait.. you ain`t movin here!"
Lorena Bobbitt, c`mere, want a souveneir?
I`ve been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer
Juvenile? Same difference -- I need some `caine
cause I ain`t sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants
(Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there`s a slim chance
I won`t stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz`

[Royce]
Walkin in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood
Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
To break braces, you say grace and make faces
I`ll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)
Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff
Precise aim, icin my fame, blowin your hand off
Dancin with the Devil leadin - I won`t die, I`m never leavin (what?)
I pledge allegiance to forever breathin
Street niggaz with nuts, what? My meat`s bigger (what?)
Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
with a deathwish, thinkin I`m the nigga to mess with
Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?)
A follower never had heart, he just loyal
Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em
Be careful you might get what you ask for

Chorus 2X

[Em] The Bad.. the Evil..
The Bad.. the Evil..
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