[Intro]
Yeah, told you we'd be back
Welcome to Hell
[Eminem]
There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off
So cold I done froze my bu*t off
And this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet
It's like squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, f** off
Other words I ain't put a dent in the game compared
To the damage I've yet to do
As long as you still have feelings to hurt
I'll be around as long as you let me get to you
As long as I got two balls to palm
I'll be the bomb, you're just a false alarm
Get scant little piss-ants
And see if I don't come along and stomp your farm
Thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet
With a tornado's the kinda brainstorm I get
So when the wind starts blowing, sh**
Talking 'bout going in, going insane is more like it
Wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it
Like a disastrous blizzard
So you better listen quick fast, or miss it
Yeah, go ahead little prick ba*tard, diss it
But when you get hit with a sick-a** explicit flow
Don't ask how much of his pa**ion is it that goes in it
Just know that all he knows is this that
It's better to kick a** than kiss it
Dick Dastardly of audacity
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
Except one, you asked who is it
[Royce da 5'9"]
Guess who just came through the blast, you b**hes
With the ratchet, the book of Matthew
A book of matches, lighting them under white linen
You 'bout to have to admit it
They pa** you the mic, asked you to spit it
You got handed your own a**, your a** in your own hands
I'm sure they gon' laugh when you're going to the bathroom with it
Now with what would you come against us
Better be something with a big foot pedigree
Easily these are the reasons that we need to be in y'all prayers
Each region breeds some MCs that wanna be
Which means they wanna breathe our air
With these ideas, anybody thinking the game don't need
The Bad and the Evil regime
That's like saying that bad boy Piston team didn't need Isiah
[Eminem]
sh** piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MCs
I swear, better beware, there's too much at stake
And to find someone this raw on a beat is rare
You kiss my a** and eat sh** stains out my underwear that I don't even wear
[Royce]
This gotta be no fair
It's like hitting the lottery, oh yeah
Who you know hotter there gotta be no pair
Shotty that I got'll lobotomy your hair
Cla**ic, smash it, smother it, read it and weep then
Perhaps you'll have no rebu*tal, in fact, you seeing me
In this rapping is like saying Tila Tequila can sing like Jasmin Sullivan
[Eminem]
Back to bash your skull again
Push a b**h out the Aspen and tell her get the f** outta Dodge
(Dodge Aspen) Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors
You has-beens are duller than color books that ain't colored in
Second and third, fourth wind, got another wind
Here they come again, none other than
Bad and Evil also known as Saddam and Osama Bin
It's been a long time
But I bet that neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right now
And we only get iller with time
Me and Nickel f**ing sh** up on the dime so telling us to pipe down
Is like talking to a meth head
Bruce Willis on his d**h bed, last breath with an infection
Fighting it while he's watching internet p**n
About to meet his d**h with an erection
My God, what I mean is David Carradine 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 listening to my bars, nothing but the F-I-R (E)
Coming out your iPod (we) come up in a place
Chicks heads start spinning like motherf**ing white walls
[Eminem & Royce Da 5'9]
Got your mother s**ing my balls
(While we) f** each other (we) punch each other in the eyeballs
And I never say I'm sor- (-ry, the Five-Nine and the) Fire Marshall
(We) spit with an intensity to shut sh** down (in the industry)
Two different entities, with a propensity
To put these N-U-Ts up inside of your f**ing mouth
Aw sh**, stop it
Yo, welcome to the CD