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Monday, August 01, 2005

EDIT:

 

Been out every night till like 3am since Thursday - not as wild as Daytona or Panama City but little upstate Oswego does pretty good with Harborfest up here. Its so cute :) They should all come to South Florida and see how it's done. *rawr*

By popular demand we're meetin up with  a group of DPX's old buddies in town tomorrow for a big lunch. Ran into some more people tonight and went to King Arthurs and hung out at the bar till it got late and everybody got kicked out. Then we hung out on the street after that - aaand the rest is history...

Wish yall were here. *smile* *wink* <3

 

 

EMINEM
"Bad Meets Evil"
(feat. Royce Da Five-Nine)


[intro]

[Cowboy]

I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts
You know, there's a story behind that there saloon
Twenty 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 ol' saloon there was their lil' 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 Five-Nine

 

[...]

[Eminem]
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 sismograph
And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head
Trapped him in his room, possessed him and hoist his bed
Till the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead
Told him each one of his boys is dead
I asked him to come to the dark side, he made a choice and said

[Royce]
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 hell-ier than treble peakin on speakers in the ghetto
Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of a atheist
Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot...

[...]

 

 

[Cowboy]

And so that's the story 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 ol' saloon
But their spirits still live on till this day

Shhh...[spits] wait, did y'all hear that?
[Footsteps and windblowing]