Woorden:
Bad Meets Evil

on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back So

to fuckin' jail 'Cuz I'm gonna kill this bitch Yo man What? I don't know I gotta really, really bad feelin' about this Man would you shut the fuck up You always gotta bad

m 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

, Jamaican, relax, man I'll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, c heck ya girl 'Cause after

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 kindness I kill

, 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

verdict's in, he's allergic to divas he'll take meat cleavers 'em, him don't give a damn about Beaver do him What a demon, a behemoth, evil just seems

Uh, first verse, uh, I'm on till I'm on an island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness I kill

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