Lyrics:

(Royce) What? Uh...**lf**(Em) The Bad...**lf**(Royce) Yeah...**lf**(Em) The Evil...**lf**(Royce) Right, yo**lf**(Em) put ''em together**lf****lf**(Chorus: Royce the 5-9, Eminem)**lf****lf**(Royce) Yo if it wasn''t for your whip, I''d have nothin'' to strip**lf**(Em) If it wasn''t for a wrist, I''d have nothin'' to slit**lf**If it wasn''t for the shrooms, I''d have nothin'' to chew**lf**(Royce) Yo...**lf**(Both) I''m just fuckin'' with you, ''cause I got nothin'' to do**lf****lf**(Eminem)**lf**I am bored!**lf**I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders**lf**Ate hors d''oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers (crash sound)**lf**Let you inhale the glock smell, while I''m rippin your wallet off**lf**And slippin a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that)**lf**Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face (punch sound)**lf**Smash his glasses and turn ''em to contacts**lf**I''m on some shook shit, if it''s missin'' I took it (whoops!)**lf**Nurse look at this straightjacket, it''s crooked!**lf**I go to jail and murder you from a cell**lf**Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)**lf**So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head**lf**When the rest of his body''s still alive RUNNIN''?**lf****lf**(Royce)**lf**Comin'' with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by**lf**So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it**lf**For every hundred MC''s rhymin about birds**lf**Only about two-thirds''d really set it without words**lf**Yo you ain''t a thug, I can make you bitch up**lf**Pick the fifth up, cock, spit, you would swear it''s rainin slugs (what?)**lf**I''m the hottest shit in the industry (uh)**lf**I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me**lf**You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast**lf**The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half**lf**You know how a thug in this shit''ll end up**lf**Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)**lf**I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up**lf**Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin'' phlegm up**lf**Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title**lf**You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible**lf****lf**(Eminem)**lf**(Yawns) Forget a chorus -- my metaphors are so complicated**lf**It takes six minutes to get applause (yay)**lf**And by the time you all catch on, I''ma end your career**lf**And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothin'' to fall back on!**lf**I''ll throw you off of ten floors ... *Ah***lf**Pull a fuckin'' headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)**lf**I''m indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores**lf**To go outdoors and do some in-stores**lf**This bitch wanted to blow me, I said, ''It oughta happen.**lf**You swallow cum bitch?'' ''No, but I brought a napkin''**lf**Gettin'' skullie while I''m autographin**lf**Got my daughter laughin'' ''cause I sent her mother whitewater raftin**lf**I''m not a fact, I''ma proven fear**lf**Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-haul screamin,**lf**''Wait, wait, wait... you ain''t movin here!''**lf**Lorena Bobbitt, c''mere, want a souveneir?**lf**I''ve been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer**lf**Juvenile? Same difference -- I need some ''caine**lf**''Cause I ain''t sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants**lf**(Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there''s a slim chance**lf**I won''t stay the same ''cause I traded brains with a chimpanz''**lf****lf**(Royce)**lf**Walkin'' in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood**lf**Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug**lf**To break braces, you say grace and make faces**lf**I''ll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)**lf**Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff**lf**Precise aim, icin my fame, blowin'' your hand off**lf**Dancin with the Devil leadin - I won''t die, I''m never leavin'' (what?)**lf**I pledge allegiance to forever breathin**lf**Street niggaz with nuts, what? My meat''s bigger (what?)**lf**Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers**lf**With a deathwish, thinkin'' I''m the nigga to mess with**lf**Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace**lf**For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?)**lf**A follower never had heart, he just loyal**lf**Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em**lf**Be careful you might get what you ask for**lf****lf**(Em)**lf**The Bad... the Evil...**lf**The Bad... the Evil.