do what the beats say do [Eminem:] It's just... Slim Shady and DJ Clue I ain't evil, I just do what the beats say do [Royce Da 5'9":] Unnh... Royce
to drop dead, was it? Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off Little hussy ass fusses, cause f-ck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it What difference it make? What
automatic let you have it you don't wanna see any evil Motherfuckers I'll take it to the people then I will meet you at the funeral Get 'em up Bizzy
my automatic let you have it, you don't wanna see any evil Motherfuckers, I'll take it to the people Then I will meet you at the funeral Get 'em up
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
, Slim Shady See you in hell for the sequel, bye bye Bad meets evil, what? Till next time {And so that's the story when bad meets evil Two of the most
comin' and I'm straight with that Marshall done called me to 54 and laced the track This the beat, you hear it bangin', he produced it himself My bad
they never had us Mad at us, but I flex my tactics What's gon' happen is, nigga gon' mind they biz And better leave mine alone You askin' me what's been
Look out for ?? if you know what I mean Is it good, is it bad? Is it bitter, is it sad? Is it inside all these people? Is it just plain evil? You'
'm straight with that Marshall call me the fifty four and laced the track This the beat, you hear it bangin', he produced it himself My bad, almost forgot
the way of my set, that's the time Enter the evil opus, focus on rap scrambling Record labels to expect not reaction is bad gambling I know a few true
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
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
't know, we'll never fucking meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed This meeting
comin' and I'm straight with that Marshall call me 50 ??? and laced the track This the beat you hear it bangin', he produced it himself My bad almost
