Bad Meets Evil – The Reunion Lyrics

Produced By: Sid Roams

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Ayo, this next song is a true story (Come here, bitch)

Cause some things in this universe
Don't make sense but somehow (Always seem to fucking work)

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Flying down I-75 about to hop on 696
I look over this fucking chick's trying to fix
Her makeup, I'm like, "Bitch
You ain't a plastic surgeon,
You're blocking my side mirror," she's like, "Yeah, so?"
I'm like, "So? You gon' need a stitch you keep acting like that, ho

I look like your husband, slut? That's a rhetorical question
In fact, get in the backseat
Like the rest of my dates, no bitch rides shotgun,
what taxi?
Stop and pick you some Maxi Pads up is that what you actually ask me?"
Bitch reaches over and smacks me
Says I annoy the fuck outta her, get in the fucking back, put on your slut powder
You slut, what? Shut the fuck up now, or get your feelings hurt, worse than my last chick when I accidentally butt dialed her
And she heard me spreading AIDS rumors about her
Turn the radio up louder, make it thump
While I bump that Relapse CD, trying to hit every bump
And that cunt
thought I snapped back into that accent
Cause she kept asking me to quit calling her cunt

I said I cunt, she said, Marshall

[Hook x2: Eminem]
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?

Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart

[Verse 2: Royce]
While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central
I'm feeling a bunch of bitches looking at a nigga, cheesing
I get approached by this little skeeza
Like Cam did that little kid on Killa Season
I said nah, I'm a walking Kanye/Beyonce song
She said I'm mad at you, I said why?

I said I make songs for me, leave the studio
And go and fuck the bitch who belong to who making songs for you

she said


[Verse 3: Eminem]
We've been riding around in this hatchback until I'm fucking hunchback
Where the fuck's this party at slutbag cunt?
Cut what act?
Think it's an act?
Fuck that, I'm trying to shag skuzz
Better find this love shack or somewhere to fuck at, ah, don't touch that
You fat dyke, I'm trying to hear some Bagpipes from Baghdad

And I'mma torture you until we find this place, yeah that's right
Thought it was just past this light, just past Van Dyke
Better hit that map light, read them directions, oh yeah
You can't read and you can't write, you told me that last night
She took my CD out the deck, snapped in half like
Relapse sucked, I snapped, hit the gas like
Forgot we had a trailer hitched to the back, we jackknifed
She didn't think I'd act like that in person

[Verse 4: Royce]
Tell him I'll be there in a minute
Then a chick wanted a hug, she was fat

On my way to the front door, taking the scenic route
To avoid this chick
with a lace front looking like Venus's and Serena's hooves
I'm just saying, them chicks got horse asses, they been attractive
My mind drifted back to this shit
I see my wife push her down, step over her body, then smack the mistress

Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vishis
He smacks the dentures out of the mouth of the fat bitch he rolled with
And looks back to mention, "Royce, it's good to be back to business"


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