-
Bài hát Intro Boy Meets Evil - BTS (Bangtan Boys). Eoduwojyeo ga nae miraeui bich. Chigi eorin sarange ilheun kkumui gil. Nae yamangui dokgi maeil kareul garatji. But chameul su eopneun nae yoksime
-
Don't stop. Don't stop. . Royce Da 5' 9". Yeah. Bad and Evil is (BACK! ). . Uh, we bout to get into a tail of a gunner that details the dungeon, . Just as the pale moon illuminates the hail
-
Don't stop. Don't stop. . Royce Da 5' 9". Yeah. Bad and Evil is (BACK! ). . Uh, we bout to get into a tail of a gunner that details the dungeon, . Just as the pale moon illuminates the hail
-
, step over her body and smack the mistress. Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vishis. Then I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin. He mugs the mistress, turns around and
-
, step over her body and smack the mistress. Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vishis. Then I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin. He mugs the mistress, turns around and
-
the echo, echo, echo, echo. They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo. . Royce. Classical poems. Battle my own demons. I need a glass of Patron. Bad as I need a horn. Stabbing my clavicle bone
-
the echo, echo, echo, echo. They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo. . Royce. Classical poems. Battle my own demons. I need a glass of Patron. Bad as I need a horn. Stabbing my clavicle bone
-
' mistletoe, over the wall to stuck my ass up under it. Now pucker up them lips and kiss it ho, here we go. Bad and Evil, so you know how this'll go. The competition's miserable, we stomp them bitches, this
-
' mistletoe, over the wall to stuck my ass up under it. Now pucker up them lips and kiss it ho, here we go. Bad and Evil, so you know how this'll go. The competition's miserable, we stomp them bitches, this
-
. The bad and the evil regime. That's like saying that bad boy piston team didn't need Isaiah. . VERSE THREE - Eminem and Royce. (Eminem). Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of emcees, I
-
. The bad and the evil regime. That's like saying that bad boy piston team didn't need Isaiah. . VERSE THREE - Eminem and Royce. (Eminem). Sip piss and bleed, this is a different breed of emcees, I
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island. My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot. Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all wit' kindness. I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse. You've been warned if
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
