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 Five-Nine

 

 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 sismograph

 And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce\'s head (AAHHH)

 Trapped him in his room, possessed him and hoist his bed

 Till 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\'ll 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 missles wit 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

 

 Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil

 We hit the trees till we look like Vietnamese people

 He\'s Evil, and I\'m Bad like Steve Segal

 Above the Law cuz I don\'t agree wit police either (shit, me neither)

 

 We ain\'t eager to be legal

 So please leave me wit 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

 Cuz I can\'t find a decent vain

 The disaster wit dreds

 

 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

 Cuz 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

 Serve this lobbyist, strangle your body then confirm you

 Whippin human ass, throwin blows crackin jaws

 Wit my fists wrapped in gause, dipped in glue and glass

 I\'m blazin MC\'s, at the same time amazin MC\'s

 Somehow MC\'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 errupt

 

 *phone rings*

 Hello? (Billy) Aiyyo 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 gon 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\'ma put air in a bag and charge people to breathe

 

 Cuz 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 Five-Nine, 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 till this day

 wait, did y\'all hear that?