Lighters (feat. Bruno Mars) - Bad Meets Evil

Oh, I never done this before Never wanna do this again Wrong turn on a dusty road I did it to myself, I can't pretend Well, I learned just a little too late Good God, I must've been blind 'Cause she got me for everything Everything, everything, alright Like my daddy, I'm a gambling man Never been afraid to roll the dice But when I put my bet on her Little Miss Snake Eyes ruined my life She better sleep with one eye open Better make sure to lock her doors 'Cause once I get my hands on her, I'ma ooh Natalie, she ran away with all my money And she did it for fun Natalie, she's probably out there thinkin' it's funny Tellin' everyone Well, I'm diggin' a ditch for this gold diggin' bitch Watch out, she's quick Look out for a pretty little thing named Natalie, if you see her tell her I'm coming She'd better run The good Lord better bless your soul 'Cause I done already cursed your name Don't matter which way you go Payback's gonna come your way You'll be begging me, please, please, please And I'ma look at you and laugh, laugh, laugh While you sit there and cry for me Cry for me, cry for me all night I'll spend a lifetime in jail (Yeah that's what I'll do) I'll be smiling in my cell (Yeah thinking 'bout you) Can't nobody save you now So there ain't no use in trying Once I get my hands on you, I'ma ooh Natalie, she ran away with all my money And she did it for fun Natalie, she's probably out there thinkin' it's funny Tellin' everyone Well, I'm diggin' a ditch for this gold diggin' bitch Watch out, she's quick Look out for a pretty little thing named Natalie, if you see her tell her I'm coming She'd better run I should've known better (I should've known better) 'Cause when we were together ('Cause when we were together) She never said forever (She never said forever) I'm a fool that played in her game, hey! Natalie, she ran away with all my money And she did it for fun Natalie, she's probably out there thinkin' it's funny Tellin' everyone Well, I'm diggin' a ditch for this gold diggin' bitch Watch out, she's quick Look out for a pretty little thing named Natalie, if you see her tell her I'm coming She'd better run

Ooh, I got a body full of liquor With a cocaine kicker And I'm feeling like I'm thirty feet tall So lay it down, lay it down You got your legs up in the sky With the devil in your eyes Let me hear you say you want it all Say it now, say it now Look what you're doing Look what you've done But in this jungle, you can't run 'Cause what I got for you I promise it's a killa You'll be banging on my chest, bang bang, gorilla Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah You and me, baby, making love like gorillas Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah You and me, baby, making love like gorillas Yeah, I got a fistful of your hair But you don't look like you're scared You're just smiling, tell me, daddy, it's yours 'Cause you know how I like it you's a dirty little lover If the neighbors call the cops Call the sheriff, call the SWAT, we don't stop We keep rocking while they knocking on our door And you're screaming, give it to me baby Give it to me, motherfucker Oh, look what you're doing Look what you've done But in this jungle you can't run 'Cause what I got for you I promise it's a killa You'll be banging on my chest, bang bang, gorilla Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah You and me, baby, making love like gorillas Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah You and me, baby, making love like gorillas I bet you never ever felt so good, so good I got your body trembling like it should, it should You'll never be the same, baby, once I'm done with You-oo-oo-oo-you, yeah You, you, you... Oh, you with me, baby, making love like gorillas Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah You and me, baby, we'll be fucking like gorillas Yeah, yeah, yeah, baby, baby, aw, yeah You and me baby, making love like gorillas

Ooh-ooh-ooh Girl, I bet your momma named you good lookin' 'Cause you sure look good to me My attention, oh, yes, you just took it You're probably the finest thing that I ever seen And nobody at the party droppin' it low Like the way that you do You got me sayin', damn girl Break it down for me Take it nice and slow Let me watch while you turn around Just back it up on me girl, right now, right now I got your body rockin' side to side (straight up) I put you on and now you're feelin' right (straight up) I know exactly what is on your mind (straight up) Oh, baby we gon' have some fun tonight Straight up and down (Straight up, straight up, straight up) Straight up and down (Straight up, straight up, straight up) Ooh, I know exactly what is on your mind Oh, baby we gon' have some fun tonight Straight up and down This liquor got both of us faded So gone, so gone, so gone But your booty deserve a celebration And I'm gonna celebrate it all night long Come on here and show me Why you got the whole club starin' at you You got me sayin', damn girl Break it down for me Take it nice and slow Let me watch while you turn around Just back it up on me girl, right now, right now I got your body rockin' side to side (straight up) I put you on and now you're feelin' right (straight up) I know exactly what is on your mind (straight up) Oh, baby we gon' have some fun tonight Straight up and down (Straight up, straight up, straight up) Straight up and down (Straight up, straight up, straight up) Ooh, I know exactly what is on your mind Oh, baby we gon' have some fun tonight Straight up and down Girl tell me when you're ready Ready to go Just say the word And then we'll take this home Don't you fight the feelin' 'Cause I feel it too Freakin' me baby, while I'm freakin' you I got your body rockin' side to side (straight up) I put you on and now you're feelin' right (straight up) I know exactly what is on your mind (straight up) Oh, baby we gon' have some fun tonight Straight up and down (Straight up, straight up, straight up) Straight up and down (Straight up, straight up, straight up) Ooh, I know exactly what is on your mind Oh, baby we gon' have some fun tonight Straight up and down

Everything I say be raw (Good God) I'm hardbody, everything I say be raw Everything I say be raw I'm hardbody, everything I say be raw (Good God) Everything I say be raw I'm hardbody, everything I say be raw (Good God) Everything I say be raw Everything I say be raw You can never be my nemesis You against me is me being a fool And you being an enemy with benefits I don't even consider myself deep When I'm rollin' with thirty niggas 'Cause I'm so used to being in a syndicate Boots on with my strap on me You don't know how Yeezy the season finna get Bad and Evil, catch a body, catch your body That's a membership Put you on my hitlist Then turn around and kill up all the snitches Then turn around and go to church, repent Then ask the reverend, can I get a witness? I got an I.O.U on my Bible's view Even God knows what I'm liable to do When I'm high bro, I represent the same significance In hip hop as Pac and Biggie Driving side car door, 'cept I'm alive though Best believe I got no problem fucking your bitch, raw And that mean I got no condom Panamera Porsche, factory real white That's me in real life And I'll probably be ménaging more than The back of Meek Mill bike, I'm Hollywood Good God, everything about me raw From the lyrics to the gun play I'm hardbody, everything I say be raw And I mean it (Ooh, I'm raw) Everything I do be raw What I do, I do it one way I'm hardbody, everything about me raw And I mean it On top of the world Every motherfucker wants to get a piece of your ass Then if you take a little time off from being unstoppable Just to regroup and relax No one will give you the time of fucking day I'm the rawest, uh, rest of y'all just one of a I'm becoming what I used to make fun of a Smug son of a bitch, fuck it though Going for the fucking jugular Leave them in a puddle of blood, I'm a Killer, but I'm a cut above the others Bloody glove in a prison yard, Jodi Arias I'm coming for you, fuck if the world doesn't approve Here I come as a custodian I'm dressed, to smuggle ya Ass out wrapped up in a comforter come snuggle up with Another fucking nut, we'll make a tub of truffle butter I'ma take this chubby, shove it up that nice round little bubble butt Make it double stuffed Pull it out one hole, put it in the other one Make a peanut butter cup, bust (yeah) We can fuck on a golf cart Tell me how you want it, soft, hard, or fucking rough Like a dog bark, stop at a Walmart Get a couple of 50 watt bulbs with a hot tub Fill up them buns with a hot dog To be frank these other motherfuckers ain't even in the ball park Then she pulled out the condiment drawer She must heard this is where the condoms get stored Sign above the door to the sauna says Welcome to Sodom and Gomorrah Told her I got something for her, sharp and it's pointed And it's head's on swole, hold it like a samurai She said, woah, look at that bulge, must have a huge ego I said, is it me you're aiming that compliment toward? She said, yes my ninja, please get to stabbing this shit I commenced to dropping them drawers Threw my black belt and gauntlets all onto the floor Zipped down my fly, whipped out my confident sword Good God, everything about me raw From the lyrics to the gun play I'm hardbody, everything I say be raw And I mean it Everything I do be raw What I do, I do it one way I'm hardbody, everything about me raw And I mean it So that is why I a better than everyone in the world Kiss my ass and suck my dick, everyone

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Got a shit-eating grin Bitch, show me them itty-bitty titties again We're in Sin City Since when did we begin to get dignity No diggity, bitch, you need to run and go get your friggity-friends I'm lookin' at your bum-stickity-bum, hun The mickity mack's bickity back, don't act wickity-wack You can get the fickity-finger; the middle You little dizzy bitch, sit and spig-a-tee-spin Got a 6 o'clock cravin', stop, get Ciroc It's 'bout to be an unbelievable night I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in Hit the spot, spot my next victim I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin' Came to sip vodka, shit Yeah, that little chick is hot but if she got rabies I wouldn't give the bitch a shot, I'd poke her in the rear But I bet if I licked her, she'd try to chase me (Ha-ha) What are you: pit, rott, mixed? Or you just got fixed, well, shit, then let's lip-lock If not, then chick, piss off, you snobby little pig snot nose You think you're hot shit cause you're in heat Well, bitch, if you're solar, then I'm your polar opposite, dog Cause I'm colder than popsicle sticks, poppin' shit Talkin' it, walkin' it, spit boxin' My sick thoughts are 'bout to lick shots, like this shit's hoppin' And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin' So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this If not, then kick rocks in flip flops And I produced the track So you don't have to ask who it is when this shit knocks (Turn up!) So crank the volume 'til it's bangin' and I'm a keep on sayin' All the shit I should be hung for, and probably killed for sayin' And I probably will, but not until the day I pop a pill again Like choppin' 'til I'm droppin' Still if that don't do the job of killin' Shady, then the karma will They sayin' I must bring it as Mohammad Until the Parkinson's done eat away my brain And made me Robin Williams crazy Or I end up with dementia, but you rockin' with a sadist Hate to say this, but if the thought is entertainin' I ain't stoppin' to explain it Oh my god, for real man, not again I'm shakin' But before I tie a rope around this nob If they don't like it, got a knob that they can slob on until - Wait, I just forgot what I was thinkin'... What's it called again? I'm blankin' The thing above the balls between my legs And I think that I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and it's veiny Wait, I think that I got it, okay, bitch I got you, Robin Williams hangin' Go hang in the lobby unless you came to slob me Come on kemosabe It's past time, like your favorite hobby Cause if the way that I spit she remains on my dick then she grab me by the nuts And tried to take my sausage as a hostage Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer Or should I say Cobainer? That she's plain addicted to my dick like Lorena Bobbit Gotta wean her off it, weiner off it like she took my fucking penis, chopped it And stuck it up between her armpits And she begun to swing a crumpet knife and paint the carpet, at least that's what Her train of thought is Cause I came, saw, conquered, hit it, quit it, and made up a plate of bonkers And I always end up giving these bitches a complex And I don't mean apartment So spread your feet apart And let me see you do some yoga stretches, splits Now grab this Cuisinart And make me breakfast, bitch, that's a prerequisite And that's just to get in this bedroom, bitch Walked up to that Ke$ha chick (what up?) Said my name is Booger, wanna catch a flick? I'll even let you pick, make her fetch a stick Bet you if you get this old dog these new tricks To get familiar with I'll learn extra quick Kick a pregnant bitch, oops, I guess the shit Took an unexpected twist like the neck of the freaking exorcist Cha-cha-cha Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre Bitch, shut the fuck up and get in my car And suck my fucking dick while I take a shit And I think with my dick so come blow my mind And it tastes like humble pie So swallow my pride, you're lucky just to follow my ride If I let you run alongside the Humvee Unless you're Nicki, grab you by the wrist, let's ski So what's it gon' be? Put that shit away Iggy You gon' blow that rape whistle on me (Squee!) I love it 'Fore I get lost with gettin' off Like this is our exit, now lets hit the highway and try not to get lost 'Till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas 'Till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas 'Till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas 'Till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas Whatever happens here, stays here So let's go all the way dear Til we get to Las Vegas Whatever happens in my room, it stays in my room like movie night like cable Treat every women in my stable like flavors Looking like she kryptonite and I get weak after like 7 days In 7 nights in the Days Inn, it's Hot Vegas We roll in circles and packs, we the lifesavers She got a boyfriend, I got a toy then I'll bring it with me when I show up to her crib waving And I ain't tryna meet a nice neighbor I'm so Jay Electronic, I'm cut like I'm all out of razors And all I got is a gun left with a bayonet on it Neck so frozen it look like I walked in a jewelry store With about a million dollars with your mama And sat down and did an ALS challenge, haaaan I stole that adlib from French, Bad & Evil back at it again About to get my back tatted again About to get a pic of a backstabber with an axe in his hand Sitting on a bike in the sand If you ain't been through nothing Then that shouldn't mean nothing to you like likes on the Gram If she current I keep her pussy purring like the pipes on a Lamb Weed got her so chinky eyed Look like she been getting high on a flight to Japan I keep my jewelry on while I'm fucking Sound like I'm shaking up dice in a can Listen, though this ain't Christmas I make you my ex miss If this is my passion I learn to give those who don't appreciate my presence The gift of my absence I don't know who you been listening to Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken coop Bitch, I don't give a two shits Bitch, get the fuck out of my face To make a long story short, I don't really gotta stand there And listen to you while you throw a silly tantrum Even though I have an affinity for a witty banter Starting to feel like foulplay like Billy Laimbeer Hold up, she misunderstood me I said Saint, por favor Thought I said the Wraith had four doors I knock a nigga face off Give him the bottom of the nine like a baseball scoreboard (whatever.) I leave the club with my tab still open Won't even get a cab for you and your friend The only fear I have is of loathing And I won't even kick in 'till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas 'Till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas 'Till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas 'Till we get to Las Vegas (Party, do it 'till tomorrow) Vegas Whatever happens here, stays here So let's go all the way dear Til we get to Las Vegas

On fire, burning up in smoke Breathless, I'm about to choke So take me to the stars tonight Light me up like dynamite Take me to the stars tonight When you bring me back to life Let it go I lose control when bad meets evil Through my bones the beast inside me isn't sleeping Breaking out I'm waking up but they release me When bad meets evil When bad meets evil When bad meets evil Me isn't sleepin When bad meets evil When bad meets evil When bad meets evil When bad meets evil When bad meets evil On fire, burning up in smoke Breathless, I'm about to choke So take me to the stars tonight Light me up like dynamite Take me to the stars tonight When you bring me back to life Let it go I lose control when bad meets evil Through my bones the beast inside me isn't sleeping Breaking out I'm waking up but they release me When bad meets evil When bad meets evil Me isn't sleepin When bad meets evil When bad meets evil When bad meets evil Let it go I lose control when bad meets evil Through my bones the beast inside me isn't sleeping Breaking out I'm waking up but they release me When bad meets evil

어두워져 가, 내 미래의 빛 치기 어린 사랑에 잃은 꿈의 길 내 야망의 독기 매일 칼을 갈았지 But 참을 수 없는 내 욕심에 칼은 무뎌져 알고 있어 다 이 사랑은 악마의 또 다른 이름, 손을 잡지 마 외쳤지만 저버렸지 내 양심을 날이 갈수록 느끼는 날카로운 현실들 현실에 찢겨 붉게 묻은 피들 생각 못했지 그 욕심이 지옥을 부르는 나팔이 될 지는 Breathe 숨이 차오르고 뒤틀린 현실에 눈 감는 매일 밤 울리는 비극의 오르골 But 이 죄를 벗기엔 그걸 잊는 게 당최 포기가 안돼, eh 그 입술이 너무 달콤했기에 연애에 취해서 버려진 미래 깨어나고 볼 땐, 이미 사방엔 지뢰 건드릴 수 없는 매서운 주위의 시선들 기적을 외쳐 이 현실에 (rewind) 미치도록 좋았지 달콤함에 중독된 병신 그래, 병신, 신, 신 놓치긴 싫었어 악마의 손길을 Too bad, but it's too sweet It's too sweet, it's too sweet Too bad, but it's too sweet It's too sweet, it's too sweet Too bad, but it's too sweet It's too sweet, it's too sweet Too bad, but it's too sweet It's too sweet, it's too sweet It's too evil It's too evil It's too evil Yeah, it's evil

Uh, first verse, uh, I'm armed 'til I'm on an island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse You've been warned if you've been born or if you conformed Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn Y'all niggas' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know Claimin' you bangin', you flamin' Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole Me and Shady deaded the past So that basically resurrected my cashflow I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood type's the '80s, my '90s was like the Navy You was like the Bradys, you still fly kites daily Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' "Ice Ice Baby" Screamin', "Shady 'til I die", like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Danish) Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is 'Cause she's kinda famous And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my penis in your anus You morons think that I'm a genius Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum cleanin' Came to drive them trailer parks crazy I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby And that's back with a capital "B" with an exclamation mark Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics 'Cause when I rip this mystical slick shit You don't wanna become another victim, a statistic of this shit 'Cause after I spit the bullets I'ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball I'ma kick the ballistics, so get this dick, I'ma live this I'm livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit At war with a bottle, as Captain Morgan attacks my organs My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins I made a pact with the Devil that says "I'll let you take me" "You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian" Go back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down My tenement chimney now, the semi's the remedy, pow Spin him around, enterin' in the vicinity Now, was called M&M But he threw away the candy and ate the rapper Chewed him up and spitted him out, girl giddy-up, now get-get down He's lookin' around this club And it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town Did I s-s-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck them all, he shuts The whole motherfuckin' Walmart d-d-down Every time he comes a-r-r-round And he came to the club tonight with 5'9 to hold this bitch down Like a mothafuckin' chick underwater, he tryin' d-d-drown Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated, just by the way That you keep lickin' them dick-suckin' lips, I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick Then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head, then I'm have to take it And then after takin' that, I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin' It's gon' say "The whole rap game passed away" On top of the affidavit Graduated from master debater, slash massive masturbator To Michael Jackson's activator, meanin' I'm on fire off the top Might wanna back up data, runnin' over hip hop In a verbal tractor trailer Homie, they're sick, you could normally ask a hater Don't it make sense, these shell casings is just like a bag of paper Drop in the lap of a tax evader, homie they spent Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes, what girl? I'm the crack-a-lator Percolator to this party, be my penis ejaculator later Tell you boyfriend that you just struck pay dirt You rollin' with a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin' I'm livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Pedal to the metal Pedal to the metal