Album Name

Hell : The Sequel (Deluxe Ver.)

Artist

Bad Meets Evil

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2011.06.14

Release Agency

Universal Music

All these little young kids
ain't got no direction
Shit these lil' kids is on everything
Syrup painkillers cigarette
weed Hennessy vodka
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Syrup painkillers cigarette
weed Hennessy vodka
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on syrup painkillers
cigarette weed
Sober don't interest me
I'm on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it's Caine
That's how high I am
I take painkillers to ease the pain
Though I ain't in pain
No we ain't the same we drunk
I'm on everything
'Cept when I kick it gout
Me sobering up ha alf
Cash rules everything
acid tab hash 'shrooms
I done woke up with a fucking tiger
in my bathroom
I am fucking high high high high
Menace to society
I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on 'shrooms
Call us the Mario brothers
Back down we never back down
Never laid out
Can't put my back down
Syrup painkillers cigarette
weed Hennessy vodka
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Painkillers
I call 'em Caine pillars
'Cause they'll hold me up
when I take 'em
I need a cane and pillows
I'm on everything
Sick when I kick it barf
Me sobering up fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher
lets crush a pill yeah
Fuck I think I just crushed my last
Tylenol three up
Grab the key up off the counter
till the camp all left the crib
Man who'd knew that three
in the morning I'd still be up
Could barely see up
over the steering wheel
crashed the whip tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer's
tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre
spell it F-A-V-R E yep
It's wrong other words
I just fucked my RV up
Bitch it's on again yeah
break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic
in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blond
again and laugh
I'm the real macaroni you
cheesy bitch
I'm demonic with the craft
There's a devil in my noodle
you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some fucking
tangled hair rasta
Farian Jamaican relax man
I'll send a fucking axe at you
if you insist on a fucking accent
Bad and Evil is back
with an epidural
check ya girl
'cause after we prop you up
we propping her up
So baby come put ya
feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better
find another fucking
whore to smash the stir up
We rap like we're on
Syrup painkillers cigarette
weed Hennessy vodka
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
Syrup painkillers cigarette
weed Hennessy vodka
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on everything
I'm on syrup painkillers
cigarette speed
Uh classic
It's Eminem and him again
my sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me
then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not I'm lit up as fuck
tablecloth tucked in my pants
Then I'm hearing dishes drop
'cause I walked away from
my dinner with schmucks
Then I aimed to the front
of the K-Mart shopping center
With' a coupon book
and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and
wife beater with a mustard stain
I'll crush your brain
like I'm crushing pills
What the fuck's the muthfuckin' deal
This shit's making me feel like
I'm tryna do a mothafuckin'
cartwheel up a hill
How many bars how many tabs
A-c-i-d y-e-s
'cause I'm sniffin n-y-e-s
F-you-c-k'ed up and it's obvious
Smoking Henny in my chest
I'm b-a-n-a-n-a-s
I'm a c-o-c-o-n-you-t
Put this CD in and then you'll see
The sequel to Scary Movie
bad is to evil
the roofie to Roethlisberger
You are gonna wind up six feet deep
Under that shits creek
so I hope that you brought preservers
You could put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth
to serve us
You don't bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville
when a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope
and I'm shovin' that whole
post office further
Right off the surface
to the serpents in the darkest
and the farthest corner
How many bars how many bars
Maui wow wee sour diesel
how many jars
To all my people I'll be the Mars
mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nut
sack 'round the back of her neck
in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke
from sipping this piss
from my twenty four inch
catheter cord
I'm the type that'll
take a bath with' a whore
Drown her
bang her head
on the passenger door
When I'm stashin' 'er in the back
smackin' her forehead on the dash
And its accidentally blowin'
a Benz jeep horn
My friends be knowin' that
when I'm on a binge
I'm stingy
Even when I'm ten deep in a room
with the MG and and
with' Lindsay Lohan and she on
Syrup painkillers cigarette
weed Hennessy vodka