and smack the mistress Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vishis Then I step out and see my evil twin He gives me an evil grin He mugs the mistress
Don't stop don't stop [Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK) we bout to get into a tail of gunner that details the dungeon this is the pale moon
Shady See you in hell for the sequel (bye bye) Bad Meets Evil, what? (till next time) [Cowboy] And so that's the story when Bad Meets Evil Two of the
hung invisible Fuckin' mistletoe, over the wall to stuck my ass up under it Now pucker up them lips and kiss it ho, here we go Bad and Evil, so you know
verdict's in, he's allergic to D Doesn't take me Clevis to him, him don't give a damn how Beaver doing What a demon, a behemoth, evil just seems to be
[Royce Da 5'9":] First verse, uh I'm on 'til I'm on a island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with
better yet boy? Better jet boy, Mark Sanchez, Santanio Holmes I'm not just any old homeboy Sitting in a lab picking up a pad I be spitting bad, I'm a
Is everything not enough? What more can I give up? Is there anyone that I can trust? I give you my all and you still take from me. [Verse 1: Royce Da
Don't stop Don't stop [Royce Da 5' 9":] Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK) We bout to get into a tail of gunner that details the dungeon This is the pale moon
follow the echo, echo, echo, echo They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo [Royce Da 5'9":] Classical palms Battle my own demons I need a glass of Patron Bad
em, put the heat to em Be careful you might get what you ask for [Chorus x2] [Em] The Bad.. the Evil.. The Bad.. the Evil.
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
last step and still have half left [Chorus] [Em] Bad.. the bad.. [R5] Uhh, when the bad meets the bad.. yo.. [Em] The evil [R5] Take the evil with the evil
chronic Tell'em how real he is Or how high I am Or how I would kill him, for him to know it I cry when he tears My daddy gotta bad back So its only
the OJ the Glove I got a Posse of Insane Clowns; blow your brains on your opposite ear Then ask you how your brain sounds Bad, evil, weirdo, Alfred [? ],
pasta. Flow's dreaded like some fucking tangled hair, Rastafarian, Jamaican, Relax, man, I'll send a fucking axe at you if you insist on a fucking accent. Bad and Evil