50 Cent – My Life ft. Adam Levine & Eminem | Lyrics & Video

Introducing a brand new record titled "My Life" by American recording artist, Bow Wow featuring fellow rapper Eminem and Maroon 5's member Adam Levine. It will appear on his upcoming fifth studio release 'Street King Immortal', to be released next year. The song premiered on American radio station Hot 97, was be available for digital download on November 26, 2012.

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50 Cent My Life Lyrics :-

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[Hook: Adam Levine]
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a b-tch
I tried to help n-ggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other sh-t
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepeneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me manuever
What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Eminem]
While you were sipping your own kool-aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the f-cking sheds sharpening my machete
Sipping some of of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
I think you f-cking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherf-cker, it's only the beginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', f-ck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them b-tches plugged in me
Motherf-cking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherf-ckers in each
One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally f-cking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this sh-t
f-ck letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking musicjuzz.blogspot about the same
Mother f-ck everybody that's up in this b-tch, but 50!
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know sh-t would turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
sh-t, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I haven't been this f-cking confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say the same classic, get your ass kicked
Man crook, wrap your head up in plastic
Pussy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it
This a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs
And every f-cking thing with it

[Hook]

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Slaughterhouse – Our House | Lyrics & Video

This is a song titled "Our House" by hip hop supergroup, Slaughterhouse, a song featured on their recently released second studio album 'Welcome to: Our House'. It was produced by Alex Da Kid and features vocals from Shady records label head Eminem and Skylar Grey. The album was released on August 28, 2012 via Shady Records and Interscope Records.

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[Hook: Eminem]
I wanna be the best who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is please God, if you're listenin'
Please give me the strength to crush competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash please for give me
But, that's all I want

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9]
I just wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The same time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror
These are the kind of words that describe my aura, D rap
Rass Kass Kurupt, Redman I am cut from that cloth
Write a rhyme about me? You a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad video
Learn the whole routine and perform it for my father's friends
While they smoked and drank symphony
D-O-C, inspired me to write what
Would eventually put me on airplanes like B.O.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one two cadence
Thank God for the lunch room tables
I'm trying to be the sickest n-gga dead or alive
And if I happen to fall short it's been one hell of a ride
Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
Up until the day the sun is you
You listening to Hip Hop, you in Jay's house
Wayne's house, Nas' house
Em's house, our house

[Chrous: Skylar Grey]
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You might find, comfort
In here, in here, in here

[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
When I was a little boy I wanted to be a rapper
Wanted to be on the radio and snapping pictures after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter chatter
It started off whack but in the words of a ten year old my sh-t was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, stupider
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's (?) and two inch (?)
How you ad-lib, what's a punch I ain't a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, look to the mic you made a monster
Now everyday's a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don't f-ck with it I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, look how n-ggas sounding damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad
f-ck swag and your kicks from South Japan
I'm gonna be the best in this profession
I've been invested all my life
So wipe your feet before you step in
Our house

[Chrous]

[Hook (Joe Budden)]
(I just wanna be the illest MC) That's all I want
(The same time being as real as can be)

[Verse 3: Crooked I]
Yo in my house, the lights out
No utilities in the facilities feeling my life's 'bout
To wipe out, these feelings I'm feeling be killing me
I pull the mic out, can't strike out
Cause if winning is really my enemy, I pull a nine out
Blow my mind out, is the end of me really serenity
Man in my house, it's rap or die
Get a piece of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and that b-tch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could fly jets
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition can't digest
And then I stress cause the road is rough, start feeling like sh-t sour
The electricity in my will power, could still power
The twin towers, for ten hours so send cowards
The message from Crooked I, Royce Da 5
Joe Budden, Em Yaowa

[Verse 4: Eminem]
In our, house we spit like six hours
The way I feel now I could spit for six hours
Straight, only way to be great, is to dig down
If you can hear this sound in
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Side my mind sounds like a f-cking drive-by
That's what the inside of my mind's like, looking back on
My career even, hindsights, television, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad thinking I would go mad
Nomad with a notepad, go Taz
Spaz on these ho bags, you bother me but I never wanna show that
Just don't act like it ever does
Even though you know that that will never come
A day someone blows past you who never was
Someone whose as dope as you
Ever was, and you hope that's true cause
The competitor in you would ever let someone be better than you
And you know that, so you don't ever hold back
What you gonna go back, to working a regular job? f-ck that
I'm gonna go hard grab on my, gonads
Tell them f-ck themselves
They call me a wigger like Renee Zell
But I raised hell like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, bad to the bone at
Guess I'm similar to, gangrene in them, ain't grieving them
Hulk Smash, so much passion but no compassion
If eyes are the windows to the soul then it's
Broken glass and there's no trespassing
Alright now here we go
Dre stamped me now I'm stamping Yelawolf be ready for the most
Competitive click in the world it's like Clash Of The Titans
I'm releasing the cracker it's time to set it again
And when it's said and it's all done
None shall f-ck with this squadron
So come on in, at your own risk
This is (Our House) b-tch!

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50 Cent – Murder One ft. Eminem | Lyrics & Video

New hot track titled "Murder One" by rapper, 50 Cent. It features rapper Eminem and produced by Araab Muzik. The song is taken from his Fiddy's Gangsta Grillz mixtape, 'The Lost Tape' released a while back. At midnight on Saturday, May 26, the rapper uploaded the fresh clip for the track on his official YouTube channel. He tweeted afterward, "this that new sh*t MURDER ONE check it out."

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[Eminem:]
Ay yo fif’
I was thinking
You should go back to doing the sh-t you used to do

Murder them, murder them
They violate, I demonstrate
Yeah, I’ll murder them
n-ggas be fronting word up
They stunting till they hurt up
That semi talk I’ll let it buck
I had these n-ggas running hard
I’ll pull a n-gga’s skirt up and have him kicking dirt up
I’ll get a n-gga an’ a n-gga back up stupid hard
Silence it’s the return of the tyrant
Seein’ through my third eye with both closed eyelids
Stand closer to the homie you gon’ to die with
Flames come up out the muzzle wanting sh-t that I did
I’m talking like the feds ain’t listening
n-gga this is a pool of piranhas you’re fishing in
I give to a n-gga if he want it
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Better ask n-ggas about me I’ll be on it
I get to drop, blow out your knot, perfect planning
Hit your back with something hot out the cannon

[Hook:]
It’s murder one, it’s premeditated
Murder, then it’s another one
Back to back, put work in
It’s murder one, it’s premeditated
Murder, then it’s another one
Back to back, put work in

You know I ain’t got the strap on me
Holding that for me

I’m f-cked up, it really doesn’t matter though
Hundred 9mm shells in the Calico
Wait, n-ggas drop like dominos
Run for your life, puta si vámonos
I was taught to see my crew a long time ago
Grew up around cocaine, yeah even my mamma know
I cut a O in the fo’ with seven at a time
Made four hundred of that, you know a n-gga grind
Like Cindy Lauper bitch, time after time
A n-gga shine like a nickel nine
I’ve been talking to the man in the mirror
n-gga so ass they was shaking like Shakira
It seems like my vision’s gettin’ clearer
See me coming with the hammer out, death is gettin near ya
It’s funny how n-ggas never hear ya, till you run down on ‘em
Gun down on ‘em

[Hook:]
It’s murder one, it’s premeditated
Murder, then it’s another one
Back to back, put work in
It’s murder one, it’s premeditated
Murder, then it’s another one
Back to back, put work in

Yeah
Starting to feel like the old me (ha ha)

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Obie Trice ft. Eminem – Richard | Lyrics & Video

Check out this brand new song by American rapper, Bei Maejor called "Richard" featuring Eminem. It was produced by Statik Selektah. "Richard" is taken from his upcoming third studio album 'Bottom’s Up' out on April 3rd. However, the whole album leaked onto the internet on March 22nd 2012.

Listen below to 'Richard' by Bei Maejor and sing along with the Bei Maejor - Richard lyric. Make sure you give it a listen.

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[Obie Trice:]
Yeah
Trice
Statik Selektah

[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
O back around the corner
Got the crack, put in your orders
We ’bout to run up out the stores
It’s notorious, the way I got big spitting stories
Being me’s X-Clan, Vanglorious
We’re not your favorite, f-ck it
You know the system and you buck it
Have you revisiting how you used to love it
A n-gga spew through the music, acoustics, cool kid
Used to pursue excuses, truth is, I was truent in school
So its influence is foolish, that was my views
I’m back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain’t a star, n-ggas might be right
I’m so regular, n-gga gotta sh-t tonight
Take it back Selektah, let ‘em know it’s Trice
Put your seatbelts on, we gon’ ride tonight

[Verse 2: Eminem]
And I would like to introduce myse-self
Surprise! Hi, it’s Ike
‘Bout to get my Ike on, I come with a life supply
Of wife beaters and my Nikes on
And a white tee over that Iron Mike
Lookin’ fly tonight, feel like I might die from a spider bite
Come back as Spider-Man, Park my Peter inside a dyke
b-tch actin’ like she got f-ckin’ higher standards than Meijer’s, right
Had to pry her fingers off the motherf-ckin’ Breyer’s ice cream
With the pliers, like “AAHHH!”
Only a ruthless bastard would do this
Take a toothles b-tch with no taste buds to Ruth Chris
Give her toothpicks, stop on the way home
Pick up two Big Bufords
Girl, you got a nice pair, but you’re plum stupid!
So when I pull up in that Benz
Don’t try to pretend you ain’t interested
To impress your stupid ass friends
And refuse to get in woman, and get slammed on the ground
And snap like a pool stick against cement
If you suck of dick, pretend it’s a musical instrument
You get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
I can tell at first glance you’re a ho
Cause your pants are so tight
When you dance with O. Trice, your implants explode
So cold to dykes, the chance is snow in San Francisco
Boy I’m from Detroit city, you livin’ in animosity
That’s a f-cked up state to be in, such an atrocity
Look where these random thoughts get me
In senseless mind babble, “What me? Apologize? labrbrr”
That’s just the way the rhyme unravels
And I wouldn’t f-cking take it back if I time traveled!

[Hook: Eminem]
Just call me Richard, cause I’m a dick
It’s also Richard cause I feel like you should
Pry your f-cking mouth up off of it
I said just call me Richard, cause I’m a dick
You ain’t gotta be no detective to figure out I’m a dick
When I hold my privates to your first clue
Sherlock, prick! Just call me Richard

[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
That’s my motives, jumpin’ out them Rovers
All white, like I was right up in the Dakotas
Or Minnesota, did I mention soda?
When it’s mixed with viola, watch my cup runneth over
Cut from a emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com soldier
Them ho n-ggas disposable toaster
Putting holes in a n-gga getting close enough
Being me till the credits roll
Till my condition is beyond what the medics know
They wanna edit O
Like a prosthetic third leg let it go
This is Shady 1.0 Em let ‘em know
I still profit through the process
The prize in my jeans my balls’ll never digress
I’m a dick that I brag about
I put it in fast and then I drag it out
World, I be your special friend see
Cause these suckas suffer from pseudo penis envy

[Hook: Eminem]

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Yelawolf – Throw It Up | Lyrics & Video

Yelawolf, an American rapper has recently came out with a brand new collabo, "Throw It Up", featuring Eminem and Gangsta Boo. It was produced by WillPower of SupaHot Beats and is expected to make the cut to his upcoming debut studio album, 'Radioactive' scheduled for release on November 21, 2011.

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[Gangsta Boo - Hook:]
I see you b-tches talking loud but you ain't saying sh-t
Get the f-ck from round here, you don’t rep my sh-t
You ain't from my city, you don’t know about this
You don’t want that drama you ain't ready for it b-tch
Now throw it up, (yeah hoe) throw it up (yeah hoe)
Throw it up (yeah hoe) throw it up
You ain't ready for it b-tch, throw it up
(Yeah hoe) throw it up
You ain't ready for it b-tch

[Yelawolf:]
I already got 2 cars on the yard that don’t run
So why would I wanna break sh-t down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the king of archery come, with a cracker d-ck
The f-ck you and that p-ssy carpet you munch
If I'm not hardly the one, you must be barely the one
Baby really, you kidding, b-tch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm stuntin like my daddy
Drinking like emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com my momma
Country like my uncles, stuttering like a cd in a ? bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, running over muthaf-ckas in first
I ain't even shift gears yet, I ain't even here yet
I'm outta this earth, right (yeah hoe)
But I just hit the surface
And I'm bout to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of pain't and check the clerk
Where the keys?
B-tch you better check your purse
I got a brick of herb and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling I might just hit the curb
So get the f-ck outta my way, buddy you don’t wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, sh-t!
Suckering suckatash, yeah suck a d-ck b-tch

[Hook]

[Gangsta Boo - Verse 2:]
B-tch please you don’t wanna step up to this misses
G-a-n-g-s-t-a boo, make a n-gga hear his?
I'm up in the building, preaching to my children
I don’t be taking no sh-t from you haters
You make me hurt one of your feelings
Hahahahaha, na-nani-nah-nah
Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that ? is bullsh-t
Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit
B-tch, I was born on the Mississippi river
Take no sh-t from a b-tch or a n-gga
So so crazy got a f-cked up temper
Bi-polar, not nicki I'm worser
I’ll hurt ya
I got a crazy ass mind game
My n-gga, I'm a lion untamed
Hunt ya ass down in my jungle
I do this, I tell them hoes
You ain't ready for it b-tch

[Hook]

[Eminem - Verse 3:]
Me an’ yelawolf tear the roof off this muthaf-cka
You ain't got the umph, you’re a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
Hello tuts you look so eloquent, it’s what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I want
They say I act like an asshole
When I pull up at the white castle
And I ask for an appli-cation, throw it back in her face an’
Tell the b-tch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a whopper
That I bought from bk, you expect me to be proper?
B-tch you better pop in a cd of me immediately, slut, ho
Skidda di da da. prada? nada chance
I was thinkin’ about buying you some clothes
But target was closed so I decided to mosey on over to k-mart
But the doors was, was locked, what about some shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to payless but what’dya know
They don’t carry a size 8 in hoes! oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin’ toe tags on you mutherf-ckin’ hoe bags
What a trailer trash pioneer?
I am here, that’s why I'm here
I don’t got a rhyme book it’s more like a mutherf-ckin’ diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and gangsta boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle fingers aimed at you so we don’t gotta scream at you!
Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I went to go tell ‘em all to go get bucked
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little b-tch throw it up

[Hook]

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Bad Meets Evil – Welcome 2 Hell | Lyrics & Video

This is a brand new song titled "Welcome 2 Hell" by American rap duo, Bad Meets Evil. It is taken from their upcoming debut EP, 'Hell: The Sequel' set to be released on June 14, 2011. The song was produced by Havoc. Bad Meets Evil consists of rappers Royce da 5'9" and Eminem.

Be on the lookout for their 'Hell: The Sequel' EP and make sure you request Bad Meets Evil's Welcome 2 Hell one at your local radio station!

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Bad Meets Evil Welcome 2 Hell Lyrics :-

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[Eminem:]
Yeah, told you we'd be back.
Welcome 2 hell

[Verse 1: Eminem]
There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off
So cold I done froze my butt off
And this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet
It's like squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, f-ck off
Other words I didn't put a dent in a can compared to the damage I've yet to do
Long as you still have feelings to hurt, I'll be around as long as you let me get to you
Long as I got two balls to palm, I'll be the bomb, you're just a false alarm
Get scared little pissants, and see if I don't come along and stop your farm
Thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet with a tornado's the kind of brainstorm I get
So when the wind starts blowing, sh-t, talking about goin' in?
Goin' insane's more like it!
Wizard of words when he he spits hazardous with it
Like a disastrous blizzard so you better listen quick fast don't miss it
Yeah go ahead little prick bastard, diss it
But when you get hit with a sick ass explicit flow
Don't ask how much of his passion is it that goes
Just know, that all he knows is this
It's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick dastardly of audacity mental capacity
Unmatched it has to be stopped
But it can't be, but man I can't just keep doing them like that
Or no one will rap with me
'Cept one, you asked who is it?

[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
Guess who just came through the blast, you b-tches
With the ratchet, the book of mathew, a book of matches
Lightning, I'm? white linen
You about to have to admit it
They pass you the mic, asked you to spit it
You got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands
Sure they gonna laugh when you go the bathroom with it
Now with what would you come against us?
Better be something with a big foot pedagree
Easily these are the reasons that we need to be in your prayers
Each region breed some emcees that 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 boy piston team didn't need isaiah

[Verse 3: Eminem and Royce da 5'9"]
[Eminem:]
Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of emcees, I swear
Better be aware, there's too much at stake, and to find someone this raw on a beat is rare
You can kiss my ass and the sh-t stains on my underwear that I don't even wear
[Royce da 5'9":]
This gotta be no fair, this like hittin' the lottery, oh yeah
Who you know hotter? there gotta be no pair
Shotty that I got a lobotomy, your hair
Classic, smack it, smother it, read it and weep and perhaps you'll have no rebuttalin'
In fact, you seein' me in this rap is like saying tila tequila can sing like jasmin sullivan
[Eminem:]
Back to badge her skull again, push a b-tch out the aston until I get the f-ck outta dodge
Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors?, color books that ain't colored in
Second and third, fourth wind, gotta another win
Here they come again, none other than, bad and evil
Also known as sadam and emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com osama bin
It's been a long time, but I bet neither one of us have felt as sick as we do right now
And we only get iller with time, me and nickel f-cking sh-t up on the grounds
Tellin' us to pipe down, it's like talking to a meth head (get it? pipe? meth head? oh hilarity!)
Bruce willis on his death bed, last breath with an infection
Fightin' it while he's watching internet porn, about to meet his death with an erection
My god, what I mean is, david carrideine jacking his penis in front of his tripod
Choking his own neck, what part you don't get?
I'm saying I die hard!
[Royce da 5'9":]
When you listen to my bars, nothin' but the f-I-r... e
Comin' out your ipod, we come up in a place
Chicks heads start spinning like motherf-ckin' white walls
[Eminem & Royce da 5'9":]
Got your mother suckin' my balls while we f-ck each other, punch each other in the eyeballs
And I never say I'm sor... ry, the 5'9 and the fire marshall
We spit with an intensity to shut sh-t down in the industry
Two different entities, with a propensity to put these n-u-t-s
In your f-cking mouth

Haha.
Welcome to the cd.

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Bad Meets Evil – Take From Me | Lyrics & Video

A brand new track titled "Take From Me" by an American hip hop duo composed of Royce da 5'9" and Eminem, Bad Meets Evil. This Mr. Porter-produced track is the latest leaked taken from their forthcoming debut EP 'Hell: The Sequel' scheduled for release on June 14, 2011 by Shady Records and Interscope Records. The duo also collaborated on their 1999 12-inch single "Nuttin' to Do" along with several other collaborations released the same year.

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Bad Meets Evil Take From Me Lyrics :-

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[Claret Jai]
Is everything not enough?
What more can I give up?
Is there anyone that I can trust?
I give you my all and you still take from me.

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Always been the type of dude that'll feed my clique
I know that without the fans, I ain't sh-t
But y'all better read my lips
I don't spit raps this I'll, for you to just hack and steal
And leak my sh-t, so peep my drift
I hope y'all don't think you're helping me out with that sh-t
That sh-t stressin' me out
Nickel nine is blowin' up
Christmas time, you should hang my album on top of your fireplace
Cause around that time, my stocking's goin' UP
Feels like a victory, bittersweet, cause the bigger I get?
The bigger the wedge, between the relationship of me and my bigger bro
Hear what I said?
Feels like the sh-t just switched on me
Everything I do for the n-gga, and the n-gga know
I would do anything for him, but the n-gga refuse
To just quit straight sh-ttin' on me
Keepin' your distance? Probably best if you don't wanna f-ck with me
But you know me probably best, f-ck pity
You want that? You know it's like [?] chest
Tough titty, the problems, you gotta problem, you think I'm already set
So I'm a look down on you? Just be proud of me
You already emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com got my respect
I ain't gonna say something I regret
So I'm a just STOP, chasing the pain
Let you deal with the fact we don't get along cause I got a big face in the game
Sometimes I feel like f-ck my life
I f-ck with a few n-ggas that I know that if my chick was a Shady ho?
n-ggas wouldn't think twice before they f-ck my wife
Guess that's the difference in friends and associates
I done been broke, I done been through the motions
I don't pay no attention to birds
I use my scope to tend to the vultures
No one ever blows up [?] talk
I don't make money just to lone it to y'all
Tell a n-gga that the new album is like [?] is like talking to a hole in the wall
[?] these n-ggas expensive
If I need to loan you money every time I see you just to be your friend?
I don't need your friendship

[Hook: Claret Jai]
Is everything not enough?
What more can I give up?
Is there anyone that I can trust?
I give you my all and you still take from me.
And I give, and I give
And you take, and you take
And you just walk away without nothing to say
And I give you my all and you just take from me (ay ay) [x2]

[Verse 2: Eminem:]
I live in a bubble, I struggle with the fame
Trouble as the pain grows double, give a f-ck what you say
When my music you take so subtle, just to give it away
To people who don't even appreciate flows, motherf-cker, I'm living today
Cause I break my back to give you my art, you steal my thoughts
It's like driving a spike through my heart
You might think it's not that big of a deal to steal from me
But music is all I got
Aside from my daughters, not trying to sound like a martyr
But it's getting harder than I thought
To not just go crazy, trapped in this house, I'm about to just snap
And I might not deserve it but I got to, did I not work for it?
Put it all in every record I rip for
When the [?]
But I won't let it get me down, I won't succumb like many think
SO f-ck THEM
They'll appreciate me when I'm gone, they say it was I'll, right?
The way I kill mics? But the way I feel right now?
It just feels like I'm so done with this sh-t I might as well wipe
I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to contribute
Farewell I bid you, but before I go, my last gift to you
Ladies and gentleman, Slaughterhouse I give you!

[Hook]

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Bad Meets Evil – The Reunion | Lyrics & Video

Deep verses. "The Reunion" is another newly leaked track by Bad Meets Evil, an American hip hop duo from Detroit, Michigan, that consists of rappers Royce da 5'9" and Eminem. It is a confirmed track to be featured on their upcoming debut EP 'Hell: The Sequel' scheduled for release on June 14, 2011 by Shady Records and Interscope Records.

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[Intro: Eminem:]
Ay, you
This next song, is a true story
(Come here sl-t!)

Cause some things in this universe, don't make sense
But somehow always seem to f-ckin' work

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Driving down 975, about to hop on 696
I look over, this f-cking chick's tryina' fix
Her makeup, I'm like b-tch?
You ain't a plastic surgeon, I advise ya to put up your visor
I'm getting kinda ticked, you're blocking my side mirror
She's like yeah? so? I'm like so?
You gon' need a stich you keep actin' like that, ho
I look like your husband sl-t? That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll f-ck you up
In fact, get in the backseat, like the rest of my dates
No b-tch rides shotgun, what? Taxi?
Stop and pick you some Maxi Pads up?
Is that what you actually ask me?
b-tch reaches over and smacks me
And says I annoy the f-ck outta her
Get in the f-cking back, put on your sl-t powder
You sl-t, what? Shut the f-ck up now, or get your feelings hurt
Worse than my last chick, when I accidentally butt dialed her
And she heard me spreading age rumors about her
Turn the radio up louder, make it bump
While I thump that Relapse CD, tryin'a hit every bump
In that... till I snap back in that accent
Cause she kept asking me to stop callin' her C-NT
I SAID THAT C-NT

[Hook x2: Eminem]
She said, Marshall you ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You wouldn't emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com wanna show [?]
Cause you're breaking my heart, you're breaking my heart

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a Pinto
While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central
I walk up in there looking at my phone on twitter tweetin'
I'm feelin' a bunch of b-tches lookin' at a n-gga, cheesin'
I get approached by this little skeeser
She asked me if I'm the real G, cause I'm Gucci from head to feet
I said, yeah, I'm really is, cause I spit in your man's face
Like Camden, that little kid from...
She said I'm feeling a bit of ego
Wait, am I talking wrong?
I said nah, I'm a walking Kanye/Beyonce song.
She said I'm mad at you, I said why?
She said why you never make songs for chicks like it's hard to do?
I said I make songs for me, leave the studio
And go and f-ck the b-tch who belong to [?]
She said I'm feelin' your whole swagger and flow, can we hook up?
I said, eh, you just used the word swagger so NO

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Eminem]
We been ridin' around in this hatchback 'till I'm f-cking hunchback
Where the f-ck's this party at sl-tbag C-NT? Cut what act?
Think it's an act? f-ck that, I'm tryina' [?] finest loveshack
Or somewhere to f-ck at, eh? Don't touch that
You fat dyke, I'm tryina hear some Bagpipes from Bagdhad
Don't act like you don't like em', them accents
I rap tight, and I'm a torture 'till we find this place, yeah that's right
Thought it was just past this light, past Van Dyke
Better hit that map right, read them directions
Oh yeah you can't read, and you can't write
Told me that last night, she took my CD out the deck
Snapped in half like, Relapse sucked
I snapped, hit the gas like, blew through the light
Spun out, hit a patch of black ice
Forgot we had a trailer hitch to the back
We jackknifed, b-tch flew out of the car
I laughed like, she deserved it
She didn't think I'd act like that in person

(Yo, Royce, Marshall just crashed right in front of the club!)

[Verse 4: Royce Da 5'9"]
Tell him I'll be there in a minute, I'm tryina break up this cat fight
Between my mistress and my damn wife
Then a chick wanted a hug, but she was fat
So I gave her that and told her to scat
I'm not mean, I'm [?]
On my way to the front door, taking the scenic route
To avoid this chick with a lace front
Lookin' like Venus and Serena's hooves
I'm jus' sayin', those chicks got horse asses, they been attractive
Hope when they see me they don't slap me with they tennis rackets
My mind drifted back to this sh-t
I seen my wife push her down, step over her body, and smack the mistress
Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vishis
Then I step out and see my evil twin
He gives me an evil grin
He mugs the mistress, turns around and gives the misses hugs and kisses
Looks at me twisted, like Nickel "watch this sh-t! "
He smacks the dentures outta the mouth of the fat b-tch he rode with
Looks back to mention, "Royce, it's good to be back to business"

[Hook]

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Bad Meets Evil – Lighters | Lyrics & Video

This is a brand new song titled "Lighters" by American rap duo, Bad Meets Evil. It is taken from their upcoming debut EP, 'Hell: The Sequel' set to be released on June 14, 2011. The song features vocals from Bruno Mars. Bad Meets Evil consists of rappers Royce da 5'9" and Eminem.

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[Hook: Bruno Mars]
This ones for you and me living out our dreams
We're all right where we should be
With my arms out wide, I open my eyes and now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters, a sky full of lighters

[Verse 1: Eminem]
By the time you hear this, I woulda already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards f-ck my world up
If I was you I would duck, or get struck like lightnin’
Fighters keep fightin’, put you lighters up, point them skyward, uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up still king
Rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking
‘til nobody else even f-ckin’ feels me, til it kills me
I swear to God I’ll be the f-ckin’ illest in this music
There is, or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free
But from now on I’m refusing to ever give up
Only thing I ever gave up’s using, no more excuses
Excuse me, if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I’m a cocky prick, but you cocks are slick
Poppin’ sh-t on how you flipped your life around, crock of sh-t
Who you dicks tryna kid? Flip dick you did opposite
You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell them shove it cause it wasn’t that
Long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
Cause he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy cuz he’s buzzin’, woke up from that buzzin’ now you wonder why
Does it how he does it, wasn’t cuz he has buzzards circling around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it cause some b-tches wrote him off? Little hussy ass fusses
f-ck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it?
What difference it make? What’s it take to get it through your thick skulls
That this ain’t, some bullsh-t, people don’t usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in just to get to this place
Now these words be like a switchblade to a hater’s ribcage
And let be known from this day forward, I wanna just say thanks
Cause your hate is what gave me the strenght
So let them drinks raise cause I came with 5'9" but I feel like I’m 6'8"

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Royce]
By the time you hear this I probably already be outty
I advance like going from toting iron
To goin and buying 4 or 5 of the homies, to iron man outie
My daddy told me slow down boy, you're going to blow it
And I ain't gotta stop to be the minute
To tell Shady I love the same way that he did Dr. Dre 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 gotta bad back
So it's only right, that I write till he can march right
In to that post office and tell 'em to hang it up
Now his careers Lebron's jersey in 20 years
I stop when I'm at the very top
You sh-tted on me on your way up, there's bout to be a scary drop
Cause emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com what goes up, must come down
You goin down I'm something you don't wanna see, like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour now, life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the p-ssy
Now I'm just the cat's meow, oow, I'm classic now
Always down for the catchweight, like Pacquiao
Y'all are doomed, I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself, and auto-tunes
Cause now I'm in the Aston, I went from having my city locked up
To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I'm fantastic, compared to a weed high
And y'all n-ggas just gossiping like b-tches, on a radio and TV, see me, we fly
Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee hive
And how real is that? I remember signing my first deal
Now I'm the second best, I can deal with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag

[Hook]

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Bad Meets Evil - I'm On Everything | Lyrics & Video

"I'm On Everything" is another song by American hip hop duo, Bad Meets Evil surfaced recently. It features stand-up comedian, Mike Epps. The song is the latest installment off their upcoming debut EP, 'Hell: The Sequel' scheduled for release on June 14, 2011. Bad Meets Evil consists of rappers Royce da 5'9" and Eminem.

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All these little young kids ain't got no direction
sh-t, these lil kids is on everything
Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha

I'm on everything [x5]

Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha

I'm on everything [x5]

[Royce Da 5'9":]
I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed
Sober don't interest me
I'm on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it's caine
That's how high I am

I take painkillers to ease the pain
Though I ain't in pain
No, we, ain't the same, we drunk
I'm on everything

'Cept when I kick it, gout
Me sobering up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'rooms
I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high, high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on 'shrooms
Call us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never back down
Never laid out
Can't put my back down

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything [x5]

[Eminem:]
Painkillers, I call 'em 'caine pillars
'Cause they'll hold me up when I take 'em
I need a cane and pillows
I'm on everything

Sick when I kick it, barf
Me sobering up, fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, let's crush a pill yeah
f-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up

Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I'd still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com to the dealer's, tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It's wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up
b-tch, it's on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you cheesy b-tch, I'm demonic with the craft
There's a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta...
... farian, 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 we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another f-cking whore to smash the stir up
We rap like we're on

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything [x5]

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I'm on everything [x5]

[Royce Da 5'9":]
I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, speed
Uh, classic!
It's Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told that b-tch to get at me, then the b-tch attacked me
Kid you not, I'm lit up as f-ck, tablecloth tucked in my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop, 'cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

[Eminem:]
Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping center
With' a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard stain
I'll crush your brain like I'm crushing pills
What the f-ck's the motherf-cking deal?
This sh-t's making me feel like I'm tryna do a motherf-ckin cartwheel up a hill

[Royce Da 5'9":]
How many bars, how many tabs?
A-c-I-d, y-e-s, 'cause I'm sniffin NYES

[Eminem:]
F-u-c-ked up, and it's obvious

[Royce Da 5'9":]
Smoking Henny in my chest

[Eminem:]
I'm B-A-N-A-N-A-S

[Royce Da 5'9":]
I'm a C-O-C-O-N-U-T

[Eminem:]
Put this CD in and you'll see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger

[Royce Da 5'9":]
You are gonna wind up six feet deep
Under that sh-ts creek so I hope that you want preservers

[Eminem:]
You could put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to serve us
You don't bring sh-t to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I'm shovin' that whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the darkest and the farthest corner

[Royce Da 5'9":]
How many bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how many jars,
To all my people I'll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack 'round the back of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch catheter cord

[Eminem:]
I'm the type that'll take a bath with' a whore
Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door
When I'm stashin' 'er in the back, smackin' her forehead on the dash
And it's accidentally blowin', a Benz jeep horn

[Royce Da 5'9":]
My friends be knowin' that when I'm on a binge, I'm stingy
Even when I'm ten deep in a room with the MG and and with' Lindsay Lohan and she on...

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