Official Music Video
Bad Meets Evil by Eminem
Lyrics & Translation
English
I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts
You know, there's a story behind that there saloon
20 years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over
Sheriffs couldn't stop 'em
Quickest damn gun-slingers I've ever seen
Got murdered in cold-blood
That old saloon there was their little home away from home
They say the ghosts of Bad and Evil still live in that tavern
And on a quiet night, you can still hear
The footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9"
I don't speak, I float in the air, wrapped in a sheet
I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat
I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph
And the noise is spread
Picked up and transmitted through Royce's head (Uh)
Trap him in his room, possess him and hoist his bed
'Til the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead
Told him each one of his boys is dead (Oh)
I asked him to come to the dark side
He made a choice and said (Yo)
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
And stay over-worked, it's like the Nazis and the Nation
Collaboratin', attemptin' to take over the Earth
'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 (Ah)
Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezin' range
Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezin' rain
(He's insane) No I'm not, 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 spray a hundred, man, until they joint chains
While slippin' bullets at point-blank range like they was punches
Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral
Service lobby and strangle your body to confirm it
Whippin' human ass, throwin' blows, crackin' jaws
With my fists wrapped in gauze, dipped in glue and glass
I'm blazin' MCs, at the same time amazin' MCs
Somehow, MCs ain't that eyebrow-raisin' to me
From all of angles of us, flash a MAC loud enough
To cast a avalanche and bust 'til volcanoes erupt
Hello? (Billy?)
Ayo, what's up? (We're comin' to get you)
Stop, they know it's us
I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? (Uh-uh)
I'm the one who burned your house down (Oh)
Well, I'm out now (Shit)
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
'Cause 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 (Uh-huh)
Wall Street (Yup), Royce Da 5'9", Slim Shady (Uh)
See you in Hell for the sequel (Bye-bye)
Bad Meets Evil, what? (Until next time)
And so, that's the story of when Bad meets Evil
Two of the most wanted individuals in the county
Made Jesse James and Billy the Kid look like law-abiding citizens
It's too bad they had to go out the way they did
Got shot in the back comin' out of that old saloon
But their spirits still live on 'til this day
Shh, wait, did y'all hear that?
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Bad Meets Evil by Eminem
Bad Meets Evil* (original Eminem)
I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts
You know, there's a story behind that there saloon
20 years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over
Sheriffs couldn't stop 'em
Quickest damn gun-slingers I've ever seen
Got murdered in cold-blood
That old saloon there was their little home away from home
They say the ghosts of Bad and Evil still live in that tavern
And on a quiet night, you can still hear
The footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9"
I don't speak, I float in the air, wrapped in a sheet
I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat
I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph
And the noise is spread
Picked up and transmitted through Royce's head (Uh)
Trap him in his room, possess him and hoist his bed
'Til the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead
Told him each one of his boys is dead (Oh)
I asked him to come to the dark side
He made a choice and said (Yo)
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
And stay over-worked, it's like the Nazis and the Nation
Collaboratin', attemptin' to take over the Earth
'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 (Ah)
Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezin' range
Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezin' rain
(He's insane) No I'm not, 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 spray a hundred, man, until they joint chains
While slippin' bullets at point-blank range like they was punches
Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral
Service lobby and strangle your body to confirm it
Whippin' human ass, throwin' blows, crackin' jaws
With my fists wrapped in gauze, dipped in glue and glass
I'm blazin' MCs, at the same time amazin' MCs
Somehow, MCs ain't that eyebrow-raisin' to me
From all of angles of us, flash a MAC loud enough
To cast a avalanche and bust 'til volcanoes erupt
Hello? (Billy?)
Ayo, what's up? (We're comin' to get you)
Stop, they know it's us
I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? (Uh-uh)
I'm the one who burned your house down (Oh)
Well, I'm out now (Shit)
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
'Cause 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 (Uh-huh)
Wall Street (Yup), Royce Da 5'9", Slim Shady (Uh)
See you in Hell for the sequel (Bye-bye)
Bad Meets Evil, what? (Until next time)
And so, that's the story of when Bad meets Evil
Two of the most wanted individuals in the county
Made Jesse James and Billy the Kid look like law-abiding citizens
It's too bad they had to go out the way they did
Got shot in the back comin' out of that old saloon
But their spirits still live on 'til this day
Shh, wait, did y'all hear that?
Bad Meets Evil (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Supongo que no estás familiarizado con estos lares
Sabes, hay una historia detrás de ese salón
Hace 20 años, dos forajidos tomaron todo este pueblo
Los alguaciles no pudieron detenerlos
Los pistoleros más rápidos que he visto
Fueron asesinados a sangre fría
Ese viejo salón era su pequeño hogar lejos de casa
Dicen que los fantasmas de Bad y Evil todavía viven en esa taberna
Y en una noche tranquila, todavía puedes escuchar
Los pasos de Slim Shady y Royce Da 5'9"
No hablo, floto en el aire, envuelto en una sábana
No soy una persona real, soy un fantasma atrapado en un ritmo
Traduzco cuando mi voz es leída a través de un sismógrafo
Y el ruido se propaga
Recogido y transmitido a través de la cabeza de Royce (Uh)
Atrápalo en su habitación, poséelo y levanta su cama
Hasta que la maldad fluya por su sangre como plomo venenoso
Le dije que cada uno de sus chicos está muerto (Oh)
Le pedí que viniera al lado oscuro
Él tomó una decisión y dijo (Yo)
¿Quién es duro? Yo, he oído cosas peores
Podemos subirnos a dos coches y acelerar uno hacia el otro
Para ver cuál se desviará primero
Dos bandidos ciegos entran en pánico, cuya capacidad mental
Sostiene la de un globo sobre otros nueve planetas
Besé la mejilla del Diablo, nivel de inteligencia
Es más infernal que los agudos al máximo en altavoces del gueto
Despido, no soy un hombre justo, deshonré la raza de un ateo
Interceptando misiles con mis propias manos como un patriota
Una pista cortada sin espadas, enterré el cadáver de Cristo
En mi vida pasada, cuando el caballero negro montó el caballo blanco
Y sigo sobrecargado, es como los Nazis y la Nación
Colaborando, intentando tomar la Tierra
Porque esto es lo que pasa cuando Bad se encuentra con Evil
Fumamos hasta que parecemos gente vietnamita
Él es Evil, y yo soy Bad como Steve Seagal
Por encima de la ley porque tampoco estoy de acuerdo con la policía
Mierda, yo tampoco
No estamos ansiosos por ser legales
Así que por favor déjame las llaves de tu Jeep Eagle
Respiro éter en tres cantidades letales
Mientras me apuñalo la rodilla con una aguja infectada (Ah)
Liberando rabia sobre cualquiera a tiro
Lo suficientemente frío como para hacer que las estaciones cambien a lluvia helada
(Está loco) No, no lo estoy, solo quiero inyectarme
Y estoy cabreado, porque no encuentro una vena decente
El desastre con rastas, soy lo suficientemente malo como para suicidarme
Y sobrevivir lo suficiente para matar mi alma después de muerto
Cuando hay peligro, es gracioso, en realidad mi estilo es similar al de un camarero
Porque sirvo a cualquier extraño con dinero
Disparo cien, hombre, hasta que sus cadenas se unan
Mientras deslizo balas a quemarropa como si fueran puñetazos
Meo en una bandera y la quemo, te asesino y luego vengo a tu funeral
Al vestíbulo del servicio y estrangulo tu cuerpo para confirmarlo
Azotando culos humanos, lanzando golpes, rompiendo mandíbulas
Con mis puños envueltos en gasa, sumergidos en pegamento y cristal
Estoy quemando MCs, al mismo tiempo asombrando MCs
De alguna manera, los MCs no me sorprenden tanto
Desde todos nuestros ángulos, dispara una MAC lo suficientemente fuerte
Para provocar una avalancha y estallar hasta que los volcanes erupcionen
¿Hola? (¿Billy?)
Oye, ¿qué pasa? (Vamos a por ti)
Para, saben que somos nosotros
Yo solía ser un bocazas, ¿me recuerdas? (Uh-uh)
Soy el que quemó tu casa (Oh)
Bueno, ya salí (Mierda)
Y esta vez, vuelvo para volar tu casa
Y no te voy a dejar una ventana por la que saltar
Dame dos pastillas grandes y tres setas
Y no me verás, como la gente gorda en saunas de vapor
Y cuando vaya al infierno y me prepare para irme
Voy a meter aire en una bolsa y cobrar a la gente por respirar
Porque esto es lo que pasa cuando Bad se encuentra con Evil
Y fumamos hasta que parecemos gente vietnamita
Él es Evil, y yo soy Bad como Steve Seagal
Contra la paz, nos vemos en el Infierno para la secuela
(Estaremos esperando) Nos vemos en el Infierno (Uh-huh)
Wall Street (Sí), Royce Da 5'9", Slim Shady (Uh)
Nos vemos en el Infierno para la secuela (Adiós)
Bad Meets Evil, ¿qué? (Hasta la próxima)
Y así, esa es la historia de cuando Bad se encuentra con Evil
Dos de los individuos más buscados del condado
Hicieron que Jesse James y Billy the Kid parecieran ciudadanos respetuosos de la ley
Es una pena que tuvieran que irse de la forma en que lo hicieron
Fueron disparados por la espalda saliendo de ese viejo salón
Pero sus espíritus aún viven hasta el día de hoy
Shh, espera, ¿escucharon eso?
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