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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Marshall Mathers, Rob "Reef" Tewlow, Ryan Montgomery/Marshall Mathers Rob Reef Tewlow Ryan Montgomery
[00:01.000] 作词 : Marshall Mathers, Rob "Reef" Tewlow, Ryan Montgomery
[00:04.545]The Bad
[00:06.738]The Evil
[00:08.178]The Bad
[00:08.689]The Evil
[00:09.933]Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
[00:12.683]If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
[00:15.436]If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
[00:17.933]Yo
[00:18.432]I'm just ****ing with you, cause I got nothing to do
[00:20.429]I am bored!
[00:20.880]I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
[00:23.571]Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers
[00:26.578]Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm ripping your wallet off
[00:29.528]And slipping a Molotov in your C**ktail (take that)
[00:31.782]Burning your contracts, punch your A&R in the face
[00:35.031]Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
[00:37.027]I'm on some shook shit, if it's missing I took it (whoops!)
[00:39.781]Nurse look at this straitjacket, it's crooked!
[00:42.031]I go to jail and murder you from a cell
[00:44.536]Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
[00:47.281]So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head
[00:50.230]When the rest of his body's still alive running?
[00:52.227]Coming with five gunmen, waiting to do a drive-by
[00:54.980]So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
[00:57.730]For every hundred MC's rhyming about birds
[01:00.227]Only about two-thirds'd really set it without words
[01:02.481]Yo you ain't a thug, I can make you b***h up
[01:05.231]Pick the fifth up, ****, spit, you would swear it's raining slugs (what?)
[01:07.726]I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh)
[01:10.439]I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defending me
[01:13.134]You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
[01:15.642]The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half
[01:18.392]You know how a thug in this shit'll end up
[01:20.889]Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)
[01:23.342]I take it if you run your mouth, then you want to get sent up
[01:26.291]Heat it up, you be leaking blood and spitting phlegm up
[01:29.045]Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
[01:31.542]You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible
[01:34.049]Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
[01:36.544]If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
[01:39.040]If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
[01:41.548]Yo
[01:42.249]I'm just ****ing with you, cause I got nothing to do
[01:44.246]Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
[01:46.999]If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
[01:49.995]If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
[01:51.747]Yo
[01:52.491]I'm just ****ing with you, cause I got nothing to do
[01:55.498]Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
[01:58.241]It takes six minutes to get applause
[01:59.491]And by the time you all catch on, I'm a end your career
[02:02.929]And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothing to fall back on!
[02:05.936]I'll throw you off of ten floors
[02:07.933]Pull a ****ing headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
[02:11.428]I'm indoors, waiting for disaster to seep in my skin pores
[02:13.936]To go outdoors and do some in-stores
[02:16.432]This b***h wanted to blow me, I said, 'It oughta happen'
[02:19.182]You swallow cum b***h? "No, but I brought a napkin
[02:21.679]Getting skully while I'm autographing
[02:23.689]Got my daughter laughing cause I sent her mother whitewater rafting
[02:27.124]I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear
[02:28.875]Mr. Rogers blocked up my you-haul screaming
[02:30.131]"Wait, wait, wait, you ain't moving here!
[02:32.627]Lorena Bobbitt, c'mere, want a souvenir?
[02:34.878]I've been high as ****, since I was a juvi-neer
[02:37.374]Juvenile? Same difference, I need some 'caine
[02:39.882]'Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants
[02:42.378](Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
[02:45.132]I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
[02:47.383]Walking in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood
[02:50.469]Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
[02:52.477]To break braces, you say grace and make faces
[02:55.218]I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)
[02:58.226]Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff
[03:00.675]Precise aim, icing my fame, blowing your hand off
[03:03.171]Dancing with the Devil leading, I won't die, I'm never leaving (what?)
[03:06.677]I pledge allegiance to forever breathing
[03:08.674]Street niggas with d**ks, what? My meat's bigger (what?
[03:10.928]Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
[03:13.424]With a deathwish, thinking I'm the nigga to mess with
[03:16.174]Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
[03:19.181]For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?)
[03:21.677]A follower never had heart, he just loyal
[03:24.174]Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em
[03:27.426]Be careful you might get what you ask for
文本歌词
作曲 : Marshall Mathers, Rob "Reef" Tewlow, Ryan Montgomery/Marshall Mathers Rob Reef Tewlow Ryan Montgomery
作词 : Marshall Mathers, Rob "Reef" Tewlow, Ryan Montgomery
The Bad
The Evil
The Bad
The Evil
Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just ****ing with you, cause I got nothing to do
I am bored!
I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers
Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm ripping your wallet off
And slipping a Molotov in your C**ktail (take that)
Burning your contracts, punch your A&R in the face
Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
I'm on some shook shit, if it's missing I took it (whoops!)
Nurse look at this straitjacket, it's crooked!
I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head
When the rest of his body's still alive running?
Coming with five gunmen, waiting to do a drive-by
So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it
For every hundred MC's rhyming about birds
Only about two-thirds'd really set it without words
Yo you ain't a thug, I can make you b***h up
Pick the fifth up, ****, spit, you would swear it's raining slugs (what?)
I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh)
I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defending me
You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half
You know how a thug in this shit'll end up
Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?)
I take it if you run your mouth, then you want to get sent up
Heat it up, you be leaking blood and spitting phlegm up
Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title
You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and bible
Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just ****ing with you, cause I got nothing to do
Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothing to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew
Yo
I'm just ****ing with you, cause I got nothing to do
Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on, I'm a end your career
And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothing to fall back on!
I'll throw you off of ten floors
Pull a ****ing headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this)
I'm indoors, waiting for disaster to seep in my skin pores
To go outdoors and do some in-stores
This b***h wanted to blow me, I said, 'It oughta happen'
You swallow cum b***h? "No, but I brought a napkin
Getting skully while I'm autographing
Got my daughter laughing cause I sent her mother whitewater rafting
I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear
Mr. Rogers blocked up my you-haul screaming
"Wait, wait, wait, you ain't moving here!
Lorena Bobbitt, c'mere, want a souvenir?
I've been high as ****, since I was a juvi-neer
Juvenile? Same difference, I need some 'caine
'Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants
(Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance
I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
Walking in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood
Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
To break braces, you say grace and make faces
I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?)
Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff
Precise aim, icing my fame, blowing your hand off
Dancing with the Devil leading, I won't die, I'm never leaving (what?)
I pledge allegiance to forever breathing
Street niggas with d**ks, what? My meat's bigger (what?
Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
With a deathwish, thinking I'm the nigga to mess with
Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace
For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?)
A follower never had heart, he just loyal
Thugs is glass doors, I see through em, put the heat to em
Be careful you might get what you ask for