I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to scare these kids I'm 'bout to scare these kids I'm 'bout to scare these children Aight, (Yo) my name is (Royce) My name is, my name is (5'9") Slim Shady, Slim Shady

Arsonist, blocking a fire hose where the nozzle is Go to hospitals, steal the blood that tests positive Take it home, pour it in a cup and drink lots of it Trying on your mother's clothes, trying to get these bras to fit When she comes home, I'm waiting in the closet With a knife, hiding so quiet, she'll probably hear the faucet drip All my life, I've been a foster kid So if I die an early death, suicide's gon' be the cause of it

Who hard? Yo, I done heard worse We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other To see which one'll swerve first Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity Holds that of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the Devil, intelligence level Is hellier than treble peakin' on speakers in the ghetto Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of an atheist Interceptin' missiles with my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my past life, when the Black Knight mounted the white horse Then one get at you, dash you in the back of a Chevrolet Spittin' shit at you faster than your eardrum could ever play

'Cause this is what happens when Bad meets Evil We hit the trees 'til we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Seagal Above the law 'cause I don't agree with police either (Shit, me neither)

We ain't eager to be legal So please leave me with the keys to your Jeep Eagle I breathe ether in three lethal amounts While I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle (Ahh! Haha) Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezin' range Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezin' rain (Shit, he's insane!) Nah, I just want to shoot up And I'm pissed off, 'cause I can't find a decent vein

The disaster with dreads, I'm bad enough to commit suicide And survive long enough to kill my soul after I'm dead When in danger, it's funny, actually my flavor's similar to a waiter 'Cause I serve any stranger with money I fade a hundred, man, until they joint chains While slippin' bullets at point-blank range like they was punches I got a lot of ego; I got knowledge peeking out of my cerebral now that I got people locked and rock evil While still on the beat, I hit you in your ribs so hard to think it's just a touch to the floor, while you're still on your feet I'm blazin' emcees, at the same time amazin' emcees Somehow, emcees ain't that eyebrow-raisin' to me Destroying the track, un-employing the whack, exploring the facts while my man Eminem is withdrawing from crack

crying I just love him, I just love him...

I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? (Uh-huh) I'm the one who burned your house down (Oh...) Well, I'm out now And this time, I'm comin' back to blow your house up And I ain't gon' leave you with a window to jump out of Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms And you won't see me, like fat people in steam rooms And when I go to hell and I'm gettin' ready to leave I'ma put air in a bag and charge people to breathe (Yeah)

You see this is what happens when Bad meets Evil And we hit the trees 'til we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Seagal Against peaceful, see you in Hell for the sequel (We'll be waiting) See you in Hell Slim Shady, Royce da 5'9", Wall Street Yeah, see you in Hell for the sequel Doc Seuss, yeah Meets Evil, I'm Bad, yeah