"What's your favorite scary movie?"
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[Em] Yo, Slim Shady!
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[R5] Yo, Royce 5-9
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[Em] Y'all wanna make a movie?
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[R5] What..
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[Em] We got the film right here
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[Royce]
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What?
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Yeah I'm one of them pretty rappers
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Buck if I really hafta, I really slap ya
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King of Detroit who they namin the city after (what?)
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Scandalous partners, whose grammar hammers the hard shit
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into your heart with, content, yo who wanna start with
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experts, Bad and Evil is comin soon
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MC's get stuck, head first back in they mother's womb
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This shit is written, in my eyes I'm the illest MC spittin (what?)
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Leavin all of you cats shittin kittens
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I gotta diss you, my niggaz be cockin pistols
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Shot and split you, fuck splittin the profits with you (what?)
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Six percent, of y'all niggaz is just pretend
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Clicks with clits, pussy niggaz stink with dicks (what?)
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Niggaz act bully, and blast for the fast penny
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My auto is fully, plenty of niggaz packin semi
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Speak darts; yo you get paid? Rhymin about it is the sweet part
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You can't be street smart with a cheap heart
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Five Nine, a street nigga with deep feelin (what?)
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I keep illin, my steez willin to keep killin (what?)
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Fuck rap, a lot of y'all all is just acts
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Trust that - you rhyme all wack on rough tracks
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Bust and then we all black when you get bust back at
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Fuck that, you get blast at, you get laughed at
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And I'ma spit thunder (what?) stick to my guns
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Niggaz is finished before they gimmicks, one-hit wonders
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What? Big balls, that's why when I spit, your clique stalls
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I'ma pit bull, I'm just dog, I'm just raw (what?)
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Split y'all, holla, "It's on!" Then I diss y'all
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All of y'all niggaz get pissed on claimin you pissed off
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[Chorus x2: Eminem and Royce]
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Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
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Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
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You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
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We hard-hittin, directin and starrin in it
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[Eminem]
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The one man on the planet that'll drive off of the Grand Canyon
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Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin
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Any man plannin to battle will get snatched out of his clothes
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so fast it'll look like an invisible man standin
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I'm headed for Hell, I'd rather be dead or in jail
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Bill Clinton, hit this (here) and you better inhale
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Cause any MC that chooses to go against me
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is gettin takin advantage of like Monica Lewinksy (Leave me alone!)
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Came home in a frenzy, pushin a ten speed
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Screamin to Aunt Peg (AUNT PEG!!!!)
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with three spokes stickin out of my pant leg
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Fuck a headache, give me a migraine
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Damnit I like pain (AHH!)
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and you should be anywhere that a mic ain't
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You rap knowin you wack
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You act up and I'm throwin you down a flight of steps
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then I'm throwin you back up em
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If they don't like the track, fuck em
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The rap struck em harder then gettin hit by a Mack truck
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and then backed up on
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And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
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better be ready for the second Celebrity Deathmatch (Ding! Ding!)
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So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (Hurry up man!)
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I'm sicker than a Tupac dedication to Biggie
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I'm free-fallin feet first out of a damn tree
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to stampede your chest 'til you can't breathe
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And when I'm down to my last breath
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I'ma climb the Empire State Building and get to the last step
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and still have half left
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[Chorus]
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[Em] Bad.. the bad..
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[R5] Uhh, when the bad meets the bad.. yo..
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[Em] The evil
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[R5] Take the evil with the evil
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[Em] Put em together
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[R5] What? Nine-nine
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[Em] Two times.. Slim Shady.. Royce the Five Nine
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Scary Movies
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| Bad Meets Evil |
