Bad Meets Evil feat. Claret Jai – Take From Me Lyrics

Take From Me Lyrics by Bad Meets Evil feat. Claret Jai

[Intro: Claret Jai]

Is everything not enough?

What more can I give up?

Is there anyone that I can trust?

I give you my all and you still take from me

[Verse 1: Royce]

Always been the type of dude that’ll feed my clique, I know that without the fans

I ain’t shit but y’all better read my lips, I don’t spit raps this ill

For you to just hack and steal and leak my shit, so peep my drift

I hope y’all don’t think you’re helping me out with that shit that shit stressin’ me out

Nickel 9 is blowin’ up, Christmas time, you should hang my album

On top of your fireplace cause around that time, my stockin’s goin’ up

Feels like a victory, bittersweet, cause the bigger I get? The bigger the wedge

Between the relationship of me and my bigger bro, hear what I said?

Feels like the shit just switched on me, everything I do for the nigga, and the nigga know

I would do anything for him, but the nigga refuse to quit just straight shittin’ on me

Keepin’ your distance? Probably best if you don’t wanna fuck with me

But you know me probably best, fuck pity You want that? You know it’s Laila Ali’s chest

Tough titty, the problems, you got a problem, you think I’m already set

So I’mma look down on you? Just be proud of me, you already got my respect

I ain’t tryin’ say something I regret so I’mma just stop, chasing the pain

Let you deal with the fact we don’t get along cause I got a big face in the game

Sometimes I feel like fuck my life, I fuck with a few niggas that I know that

If my chick was a Shady hoe? Niggas wouldn’t think twice ‘fore they fuck my wife

Guess that’s the difference in friends and associates, I done been broke

I done been through the motions, I don’t pay no attention to birds, I use my scope and I tend to the vultures

No one ever blows up your phone just to talk, I don’t make money just to loan it to y’all

Tell a nigga that then you wildin’ it’s like dialin’ ‘em and then talking to a hole in the wall

Please look at these expenses, these niggas expensive, if I gotta lend you money every time

I see you just to be your friend bitch, I don’t really need your friendship

[Hook: Claret Jai]]

Is everything not enough?

What more can I give up?

Is there anyone that I can trust?

I give you my all and you still take from me

I give and I give and you take and you take

And you just walk away without nothing to say

You just take from me..ay ay

You just take from me..ay ay

[Verse 2: Eminem]

I live in a bubble, I struggle with the fame

Trouble is the pain grows double, give a fuck what you say

When my music you take so subtle, just to give it away

To people who don’t even appreciate flows, mothafucka I’m livid today

Cause I break my back to give you my art

You steal my thoughts, it’s like driving a spike through my heart

You might not think it’s that big of a deal to steal from me but music is all I got

Aside from my daughters, not to sound like a martyr

But it’s getting harder than I thought to not just go crazy

Trapped in this house, I’m about to just snap

Am I not deserving of what I got, did I not work for it?

Put it all in every record I record, well then please tell me why on this Earth

Lord does it keep happening, I keep rapping

But I wonder sometimes is it worth all the bullshit

Cause it feels like a down there ain’t no gettin up from

But I won’t let it get me down, I won’t succumb I’m anything but done so fuck ‘em

They’ll appreciate me when I’m gone, they say it was ill, right?

The way I kill mics? But the way I feel right now?

It just feels like I’m so done with this shit, I may as well wipe

I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to contribute

Farewell I bid you, but before I go, my last gift to you

Ladies and gentleman, Slaughterhouse I give you!

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Bad Meets Evil – A Kiss Lyrics

A Kiss Lyrics by Bad Meets Evil

[Intro]

I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed (x4)

[Verse 1: Royce]

Nickle Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper to shot a fan

Gucci’s my absolute state of mind, like Waka’s man

Chopper sprayin’, getting head in a car called, new Gallardo

This bitch sucking my dick today, call her yesterday’s news tomorrow

Stretch a nigga out, I’m the new Tae-bo ’bout to cross over, I’m the new Ivo

’bout to saves a couple of these bitches, that’s right, I’m the new Bible

You? You five-O, me? I’m all grounded than punishments

But I’m too fly though, y’all niggas be whinin’, I should call you Moscato

[Eminem]

Look down at the floorboard

It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my Tahoe

Never know just what type of a hoe inside of my ride I may let

Last night went to 5 a.m., and she ain’t even recover from last Friday yet

Hoes all over the ride like it’s an ice cream truck, I can see why they fret

I already ran over two hoes and I ain’t get out the fucking driveway yet

Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, what for? Get in girl, don’t front

Shorty your, fightin’ an unwinnable war, it’s useless as tits on a boar, little tits on a whore

Got em actin’ like spoiled brats kickin’ and screamin’ like little kids throwing fits on the floor

Get in the whip but you ain’t turning this frog into a prince, why you trying to keep convincing me for?

[Hook]

I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed (you won’t get one)

I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed (not from me)

I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed

(not on the lips are you crazy maybe the cheek but thats all you gon get from me)

[Verse 2: Eminem]

Now you in my whip just long as you understand that I can’t be whipped

You say companionship, I say abandon ship, I’m a gigolo so you know

I’m always on the go, I ain’t got no time to slow down for no relationshit

Drop the P and add a T, yeah, you can get mad at me all you want

But I’m ghost before you can even say boo, hun let alone call me one

A one night stand is all he wants wit a female fan, yeah, one like Stan

And he’s so about a one nightstand this bedroom only has two lamps and only one nightstand

Get the hint? Ooh yeah boo, eew! I ain’t finnna argue but why do you think

They call it boo? Yeah, cause the sound of it’s ‘posed to scare you

[Royce]

Oh ho, we can share you in the back of the McLaren

I don’t give a fuck what your name is, we gon’ call you Hi and Bye

Hope you bi in the mean time your name is Sharon

Slows the flow down so I can what? Tell you same face

I make when I’m shooting the gun’s the same face that I make when I fuck

From the back of my hand on your neck pressing your face against the sheets it’s insane

You vin change, cause I’m outta this world girl I got that Milky Way dick vein

I’m at an all-time high with highness, I’m at an all-time fly with flyness

And this is exactly what they say when they bow to your highness, yeah

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Royce]

Nickle Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that shot a fan

(Push a chick out the car while it’s moving like Waka’s man)

Her bottom’s dark, but her top is tan, her private parts

Got her on the pole like the opposite of her papa’s plan

(Come on stripper, let’s hit the strip 180 throw it in reverse

And drop the trans I’m in the trance, now look at this bitch dance)

Looking at this tramp, like what you wearing girl, quit playing

(Yeah bitch and them scrach and sniff pants? Well let me scratch ‘em)

Let me sniff, yeah What? Did I say that?

I’m on lean like styrofoam cups and kickstands

[Eminem]

Middle finger stuck on fuck, stiff hands

But girl you got a butt like no if ands

So yea what the hell, maybe, oh hell, Shady, he’ll tell it like it is

So tell Katie Perry he’s on the tail, he’s tailgating

These bells are my maiden call and I’m here, bell’s waiting and tell Lady

Gaga, she can quit her job at the post office, she’s still a mail lady

Wouldn’t fuck her with her dick you heard, you heard the verdict’s in

He’s allergic to divas, and take meat cleavers to ‘em

Him don’t give a damn about beaver do him?

What a demon, a behemoth, evil just seems to be seething through him

[Royce]

I like the little strip tease you doing this evening, you and me gon’ find

Three more chickadees and have a menage like Nicki

You hot like a Dickie outfit in Texas without shit under it, sweating

Suck my dick, both gets to steppin’s my logic

[Eminem]

My God trick, my dick is hard, thick as a yardstick

What we gonna do? Ride around ’til we’re carsick

Then I’m gonna put this shit in park like dog shit

And you can blow me in the dark in the parking lot

Of the trailer park by the garbage

What you waiting on? Me to roll out the carpet?

Condoms are in the glove compartment, let’s start it

Think I’m joking? What, am I sitting here

Tryna make fake farts with my armpits?

Tryna get you to spit pop through your nose?

Am I here to amuse you? Stop it

[Royce]

I’m in your pocket outside of a church

The other hand reaching for bottom of your purse

You giving me head in a boxing stance

My dick’s so big you could drop it in dirt

I’m not your man, we’re sparring partners

There’s five things you are in charge of, that’s

Sucking a dick, sucking a dick, sucking a dick

Sucking a dick, sucking a dick

[Eminem]

If you ain’t sucking a dick, why you sitting there

With puckered lips? Oh that’s collagen, mothafucking bitch

What you mean how’d you, get suckered into this

You gon’ jump into my truck and then try to get truculent?

(You should be suffering, you should be cooking

You should be buckling your seatbelt with oven mitts)

Excuse me while I’m making an ass of myself

But it’s only cause I just wanna get

[Hook]

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JoJo – Marvin’s Room (Can’t Do better) Lyrics

Marvin’s Room Lyrics by JoJo

[Verse 1]

I have been up three days

Adderall and redbull

This call is a mistake

There’s something strong in this water bottle

I hear you got a new chick

But that’s a little Barbie doll

I feel so pathetic

But you still haven’t heard it all

[Chorus]

Fuck that new girl that you like so bad

She’s not crazy like me I bet you like that

I said fuck that new girl that’s been in your bed

And when you’re in her I know I’m in your head

I’m just saying you can do better

Always turned you out every time we were together

Once you had the best you can’t do better

Baby I’m the best so you can’t do better

[Verse 2]

Running to your homeboys

They’re all fucking idiots

You’re not even my boyfriend

But you’re tripping because I’m in the club

Yeah that’s right I’m dancing

And something cool is in my cup

I’ma send a sexy picture

To remind you what you’ve given up

[Chorus]

Fuck that new girl that you like so bad

She’s not crazy like me I bet you like that

I said fuck that new girl that’s been in your bed

And when you’re in her I know I’m in your head

I mean, I’m just saying you can do better

Always turned you out every time we were together

Once you had the best boy, you can’t do better

Baby I’m the best so you can’t do better

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Eminem feat Royce Da 5’9″ – Welcome 2 Hell Lyrics

Bad Meets Evil – Welcome To Hell Lyrics

[Intro]

Yeah, told you we’d be back

Welcome 2 Hell

[Eminem]

There’s a switch, I flip, emotions cut off

So cold I done froze my butt off

And this ain’t even the tip of the iceberg yet

It’s like squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck off

Other words I didn’t put a dent in the game compared

To the damage I’ve yet to do

As long as you still have feelings to hurt

I’ll be around as long as you let me get to you

Long as I got two balls to palm

I’ll be the bomb, you’re just a false alarm

Get scared little pissants

And see if I don’t come along and stomp your farm

Thunder and lightning, rain, hail

Sleet with a tornado’s the kind of brainstorm I get

So when the wind starts blowing, shit

Talking about going in? Going insane is more like it

Wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it

Like a disastrous blizzard

So you better listen quick fast don’t miss it

Yeah, go ahead little prick bastard, diss it

But when you get hit with a sick ass explicit flow

Don’t ask how much of his passion is it that goes in it

Just know, that all he knows is this

It’s better to kick ass than kiss it

Dick dastardly of audacity

Mental capacity, unmatched it has to be stopped

But it can’t be, but man I can’t just keep

Doing them like that or no one will rap with me

Except one, you asked who is it?

[Royce]

Guess who just came through the blast, you bitches

With the ratchet, the book of Matthew

A book of matches, lighting them under white linen

You about to have to admit it, they pass you the mic

Asked you to spit it, you got handed your own ass

Your ass in your own hands, I’m sure they gon’ laugh

When you’re going to the bathroom with it

Now with what would you come against us

Better be something with a big foot pedigree

Easily these are the reasons

That we need to be in your prayers

Each region breeds some MCs that wanna be

Which means they wanna breath our air

With these ideas, anybody thinkin’

That the game don’t need, the Bad and the Evil regime

That’s like saying that bad boy Piston team didn’t need Isaiah

[Eminem]

Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MCs

I swear, better be aware, there’s too much at stake

And to find someone this raw on a beat is rare

You can kiss my ass and the shit stains on my underwear that I don’t even wear

[Royce]

This gotta be no fair

This like hittin’ the lottery, oh yeah

Who you know hotter there gotta be no pair

Shotty that I got a lobotomy, your hair

Classic, smack it, smother it, read it and weep it

And perhaps you’ll have no rebuttalin’

In fact, you seein’ me in this rap

And it’s like saying Tila Tequila can sing like Jasmin Sullivan

[Eminem]

Back to bash her skull again

Push a bitch out the Aspen until I get the fuck out of Dodge (Dodge Aspen)

Shouldn’t have to explain my metaphors

You has-beens are duller than color books that ain’t colored in

Second and third, fourth wind, gotta another win

Here they come again, none other than, Bad and Evil

Also known as Saddam and Osama Bin

It’s been a long time

But I bet neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right now

And we only get iller with time

Me and Nickel fucking shit up on the dime so tellin’ us to pipe down

It’s like talking to a meth head

Bruce Willis on his death bed, last breath with an infection

Fighting it while he’s watching internet porn

About to meet his death with an erection

My God, what I mean is

David Carradine jacking his penis in front of his tripod

Choking his own neck, what part you don’t get?

I’m saying I die hard

[Royce]

When you listen to my bars, nothin’ but the F-I-R/ E

Comin’ out your iPod (we) come up in a place

Chicks heads start spinning like motherfuckin’ white walls

[Eminem]

Got your mother suckin’ my balls

(While we) fuck each other, we punch each other in the eyeballs

And I never say I’m sor-ry, the Five-Nine and the Fire Marshall

(We) spit with an intensity to shut shit down in the industry

Two different entities, with a propensity

To put these N-U-T-S up inside of your fucking mouth

Welcome to the CD

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Ludacris feat. Lil Wayne & Trey Songz – Sex Faces Lyrics

Sex Faces Lyrics by Ludacris feat. Lil Wayne & Trey Songz

[Ludacris]

I met this chick in motor city and her name was Lexus

Ass outta control and her chest was reckless

So we exchanged numbers, plenty calls and textes bout gaining

New friends and ex’ing our exes

In the back of my mind I just wanted to sex this

Gotta give her the D and some pearls as her necklass

SO I had her for dinner, woke her up for breakfast

Around 7:13 like Houston, Texas

She’s everything I hoped for in the bedroom

And like Tyra Banks I need some headroom

Cause she can suck a golf ball through a garden hose

I never sat her on the bench she my starting hose

I’m on point at Game time, y’all be garden hoes

Yeah she never plays games like the Parker bro?

And we be drinking Conjure by the cases

Meanwhile your girl’s been exchanging f-ck faces

[Trey Songz]

You must be used to all the finer things

Infatuated by what money brings

It seems to me you hoes will never change

(Hoes wont ever change)

So all that’s left is for us to exchange

[Lil Wayne]

I met her at a restaurant, she was a waitress

One day I went in and sat at her table

She asked me what will I be having, I said the basics

“Well done steak, vegetables and potatoes”

She asked if I will be having a drink, I said later

Bring me a glass of vodka and a chaser

As me and my homie sat and discussed paper

I could feel a fire burning me like a laser

I could see her thighs through uniform pants so I didn’t leave a tip

I left her an advance, along with my number saying give me a call

And you know I didn’t have to leave my name at all

She called me when she got off

So I invited her to my loft

And she flew over like a moth thing

You know she came straight up outta all of that cloth

We had a couple blunts and some champagne

Then she massaged all of my back pains

Then it became time for her to pack things

I said hit me up again, we do the same thing

Jumped in the shower, got out and sawa text message

It had a smiley face and said “you the best sexy XOXO!”

I replied I love your f-ck face

[Trey Songz]

You must be used to all the finer things

Infatuated by what money brings

It seems to me you hoes will never change

(Hoes wont ever change)

So all that’s left is for us to exchange

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