Nuttin' To Do

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Royce: What? Uh Em: The bad Royce: Yeah Em: The evil Royce: Right, yo Em: Put 'em together Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit If it wasn't for the 'shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew Yo, I'm just fuckin' with you, 'cause I got nothin' to do I am bored I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers Let you inhale the glock smell, while I'm rippin' your wallet off And slippin' a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that) Burnin' your contracts, punch your A&R in the face Smash his glasses and turn 'em to contacts I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin' I took it (whoops!) Nurse, look at this straightjacket, 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, runnin'? Royce: Comin' with five gunmen, waitin' to do a drive-by So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it For every hundred MC's rhymin' about birds Only about two-thirds'd really said it without words Yo, you ain't a thug, I can make you bitch up Pick the fifth up, cock, spit, you would swear it's rainin' slugs (what?) I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin' me You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half You know how a thug in this shit'll end up Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?) I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up Heat it up, you be leakin' blood and spittin' phlegm up Now we rivals, 'cause of a small name or title You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and Bible Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit If it wasn't for the 'shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew Yo, I'm just fuckin' with you, 'cause I got nothin' to do Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit If it wasn't for the 'shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew Yo, I'm just fuckin' with you, 'cause I got nothin' to do (Eminem) Forget a chorus; my metaphors are so complicated It takes six minutes to get applause (yay) And by the time you all catch on, I'ma end your career And walk away with the whole floor so you have nothin' to fall back on I'll throw you off of ten floors Pull a fuckin' headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this) I'm indoors, waitin' for this acid to seep in my skin pores To go outdoors and do some in-stores This bitch wanted to blow me, I said, "It oughta happen. You swallow cum bitch?" "No, but I brought a napkin." Gettin' skullie while I'm autographin' Got my daughter laughin' 'cause I sent her mother whitewater raftin' I'm not a fact, I'ma proven fear Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-Haul screamin', "Wait, wait, wait, you ain't movin' here!" Lorena Bobbitt, c'mere, want a souvenir? I've been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer Juvenile? Same difference -- I need some 'caine 'Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants (Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance I won't stay the same 'cause I traded brains with a chimpanz' (Royce) Walkin' in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug To break braces, you say grace and make faces I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?) Take paces, turn around draw in a standoff Precise aim, icin' my fame, blowin' your hand off Dancin' with the Devil leadin'; I won't die, I'm never leavin' (what?) I pledge allegiance to forever breathin' Street niggas with nuts, what? My meat's bigger (what?) Fake-ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers With a death wish, thinkin' I'm the nigga to mess with Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace For instance, you just a henchman, on tough soil (what?) A follower never had heart, he just loyal Thugs is glass doors, I see through 'em, put the heat to 'em Be careful you might get what you ask for Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit If it wasn't for the 'shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew Yo, I'm just fuckin' with you, 'cause I got nothin' to do Yo if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit If it wasn't for the 'shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew Yo, I'm just fuckin' with you, 'cause I got nothin' to do Em: The bad...the evil The bad...the evil