Nuttin’ To Do Bad Meets Evil

[Intro: Royce Da 5'9" + Eminem]
What?
Uh
The Bad!
Yeah
The Evil!
The Bad, the Evil!
Put 'em together...

[Hook: Royce Da 5'9", Eminem & Both]
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
I'm just fucking with you, 'cause I got nothing to do

[Verse 1: Eminem, Eminem w/ Royce da 5'9"]
I came in the diner with skateboarders and placed orders
Ate hors d'œuvres 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 cocktail
Burning your contracts, punch your A&R in the face
Smash his glasses and turn 'em to contacts
I'm on some Suge 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?