Tonart: Db major
Verse 1
with these here parts.
You know, there's a story behind
that there saloon.
Twenty years ago,
Sheriffs couldn't stop them.
Quickest damn gunslingers
That old saloon there was their little
you can still hear the footsteps of Slim
I float in the air wrapped in a sheet.
I'm not a real person,
I translate when my voice is read through
Picked up and transmitted
through Royce's head.
Till the evilness flows through his blood
Told him each one of his boys is dead.
he made a choice and said
Fool hard, yo I done heard worse
We can get in two cars
and accelerated each other
to see which one'll swerve first
whose mental capacity holds that
Kiss the cheek of the devil,
intelligence level is hellier than treble
Peaking on speakers in the ghetto,
I'm not a fair man,
Intercepting missiles with my bare hands
like a patriot,
I buried a Christ corpse in my
past life
and stale the word
It's like the Nazis and the nation collaborate,
Cause this is what happens
when bad meets evil
And we at the trees
till we look like Vietnamese people
I fought the law
Shit, me neither
We ain't eager to be legal
So please leave me with the keys
I breathe ether and three lethal amounts
in squeezing range
Cold enough to make the seasons
in the freezing rain
He's insane
and I'm pissed off cause I can't
The disaster addressed,
I'm bad enough to commit suicide
and survive long enough to kill
my soul after I'm dead
they joint chains
While slipping bullets
and point blank ranks
like they was punches
and strangle your body to
Whippin' humid ass,
though it blows
Crackin' jaws with my fists
wrapped in gauze
Dipped in glue and glass,
I'm mazin' emcees
eyebrow raisin' to me
Splashin' mag loud enough
to cast an avalanche
And bust a volcano's erupt
what's up?
We're comin' to get you
I used to be a loud mouth
Remember me?
I'm the one who burned
your house down
to blow your house up
Give me two fat tabs and three screams
And you won't see me
like fat people in steam rooms
I'ma put air in a bag
Cause this is what happens
when bad meets evil
And we hit the trees
till we look like Vietnamese people
like Steve Seagal
Against peaceful,
We'll be waiting, see you in hell
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
coming out of that old saloon.
But their spirits still live on to this day.
Shh! Wait. Did y 'all hear that? You
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