| I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon
 Twenty years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over
 Sheriffs couldn't stop 'em
 Quickest damn gun slingers I've ever seen
 Got murdered in cold blood
 That ol' saloon there was their lil' home away from home
 They say the ghosts of bad and evil still live in that tavern
 And on a quiet night
 You can still hear the footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9
 
 I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet
 I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat
 I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph
 And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head
 Trapped him in his room, possess him and hoist his bed
 Til' the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead
 Told him each one of his boys is dead
 I asked him to come to the dark side, he made a choice and said
 
 Who hard? yo I done heard worse
 We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other
 To see which one will swerve first
 Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity holds
 That of a globe, on top of nine other planets
 Kissed the cheek of the devil
 Intelligence level is 'hell-ier' than treble peakin' on speakers in the ghetto
 Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of a atheist
 Intercepting missiles with my bare hands like a patriot
 One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse
 In my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse
 And stay over-worked, its like the Nazis in the nations
 Collaborating, attemptin' to take over the earth
 
 'Cause this is what happens when bad meets evil
 We hit the trees til' we look like Vietnamese people
 He's evil, and I'm bad like Steve Segal
 Above the law 'cause I don't agree with police either
 (shit, me neither)
 We ain't eager to be legal
 So please leave me wi't the keys to your Jeep Eagle
 I breathe ether in three amounts
 When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle
 Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezing range
 Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain (He's insane)
 No I'm not, I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off
 'Cause I can't find a decent vain
 
 The disaster wit' dreads
 I'm bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough
 To kill my soul after I'm dead
 When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to a waiter
 'Cause I serve any stranger wit' money
 I spray a hundred, man until they joint chains
 While slippin' bullets at point blank range like they was punches
 Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral
 Service lobby, strangle your body to confirm you
 Whippin' human ass, throwin' blows, crackin' jaws
 Wit' my fists wrapped in gauze, dipped in glue and glass
 I'm blazin' M-C's, at the same time amazin' M-C's
 Somehow M-C's ain't that eye-brow raisin to me
 From all of angles of us, flash a mack loud enough to cast a avalanche
 And bust till volcanoes erupt
 
 Hello? (Billy)
 Ah-yo what's up (we're comin' to get you)
 Stop they know it's us!
 
 I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? (uh-ah)
 I'm the one who burned your house down (oh)
 Well I'm out now (shit)
 And this time I'm comin' back to blow your house up
 And I ain't goin' leave you a window to jump out of
 Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms
 And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms
 And when I go to hell and I'm gettin' ready to leave
 I'm a put air in a bag and charge people to breathe
 
 'Cause this is what happens when bad meets evil
 And we hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people
 He's evil, and I'm bad like Steve Segal
 Against peaceful, see you in hell for the sequel
 
 (We'll be waitin')
 See you in hell
 Wall Street,
 Royce Da 5'9, 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 wanted individuals in the county
 Made Jesse James and Billy the Kid look like law-abiding citizens
 It's too bad they had to go out the way they did
 Got shot in the back comin' out of that ol' saloon
 But their spirits still live on til' this day
 Shh, wait, did y'all hear that?
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