Eminem - Nuttin' to Do lyrics

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Eminem - Nuttin' to Do lyrics

[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 f**in' 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 co*ktail (take that) Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face *punch sound* Smash his gla**es and turn em to contacts I'm on some shook sh**, if it's missin' I took it (whoops!) Nurse look at this straight jacket, 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 b**h up Pick the fifth up, co*k, spit, you would swear it's rainin' slugs (what?) I'm the hottest sh** in the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin' me You lack cla** and respect, get a direct back blast The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half You know how a thug in this sh** will 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 want to 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: x2] [Eminem] 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'm a 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... Pull a f**in' headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this) I'm indoors, waitin' for disaster to seep in my skin pores To go outdoors and do some in-stores This b**h wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen. You swallow cum b**h?" "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'm a proven fear Mr. Rogers blocked up my you-haul screamin', "Wait, wait, wait.. you ain't movin' here!" Lorena Bobbitt, Come here, want a souveneir? I've been high as f**, 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 n***az with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?) Fake-a** thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers with a d**hwish, thinkin I'm the n***a 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 gla** doors, I see through em, put the heat to em Be careful you might get what you ask for [Chorus: x2] [Eminem] The Bad... the Evil... The Bad... the Evil...