Artist: Bad Meets Evil Album: Hell: The Sequel Song: Welcome 2 Hell Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Eminem] Yeah (yeah) Told you we'd be back (told you we'd be back) Welcome to hell (welcome to hell) [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 squirtin a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck off! Other words, I ain't put a dent in the game compared to the damage I have yet to do As 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 just a false alarm Get scant little pissants and see if I don't come along and stomp your farm Thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet with a tornado's the kind of brain storm I get So when wind starts blowin shit Talk about goin in? Goin insane's more like it Wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it like a disastrous blizzard So you better listen quick fast or 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 in it, just know that all he knows is that 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 doin 'em like that or no one'll rap with me (yeah) Except one, you ask who is it? [Royce Da 5'9"] Guess who just came through the blast, you bitches? With the ratchet, the Book of Mathew A book of matches lightin 'em under white linen You 'bout to have to admit it They pass you the mic, ask you to spit it And you got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands I'm sure they gon' laugh when you goin to the bathroom wit it Now with what would you come against us? Better be somethin, with a Bigfoot pedigree Easily these are the reasons that we need to be in y'all prayers Each region breeds them MC's that wanna be them what means that they wanna breathe our air With these ideas Anybody thinkin the game don't need, the Bad and the Evil regime That's like sayin that the bad boy Piston team didn't need Isaiah [Eminem] Shit piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MC's, I swear Better beware there's too much at stake/steak and to find someone this raw on a beat is rare You can kiss my ass and eat shit stains out my underwear that, I don't even wear [Royce Da 5'9"] It's gotta be no fair It's like hittin the lottery, oh yeah Who you know hotter? There gotta be no pair Shotty that I got'll lobotomy yo' hair Classic, smash it, smother it Read it and weep then perhaps you will have no rebuttal in fact you seein me in this rappin is like sayin Tila Tequila can sing like Jazmine Sullivan [Eminem] Back to bash your skull again Push a bitch out the Aspen and tell her "Get the fuck outta Dodge" (Dodge Aspen) Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors You has-beens are duller than, color books that ain't colored in Second and third fourth wind, got another wind Here they come again, none other than Bad and Evil, also known as Saddam and Osama Bin It's been a long time but I bet that neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right now And we only get iller with time Me and Nickel fuckin shit up on a dime, so tellin us to pipe down's like talkin to a meth head Bruce Willis on his death bed, last breath with an infection Fightin it while he's watchin internet porn 'bout to meet his death with an erection My God, what I mean is David Carradine jackin his penis in front of his tripod Chokin his own neck, what part you don't get? I'm sayin I +Die Hard+! [Royce Da 5'9"] When you listenin to my bars Nothin but the F-I-R,-E comin out your iPod We come up in the place chicks heads start spinnin like motherfuckin white walls [Eminem + Royce] Got your mother suckin my balls while we fuck each other, we 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 shit DOWN in the industry Two different entities with a propensity to put these N-U-T's up inside of your fuckin, mouth! [Outro: Eminem] Haha, aw shit, stop it (stop it) Yo, welcome to the CD (welcome to the CD)