Let’s just get this out of the way: Royce and Eminem dismantle the fuck out of whatever microphone they touch. When Bad Meets Evil, it’s a problem.
We got that out of the way, right? How wild does Royce sound on this? Not sure if that’s the reason why it almost sounds like a Bruce Banner/Incredible Hulk thing… he gets all chill at one point, then the beast tries to eek out, whether it’s proper double time or just a gruff flavor to his voice. Maybe that’s him compensating for Marshall not doing more than providing the hook. Yeah, you heard that right, Royce plays Nickel Shady on this, with Eminem playing 50. Was Slaughterhouse signing with Shady just a way to make Eminem’s label smell as murky as the mental of Royce, and not the proper collaborations we figured we’d receive? The beat is right here – equal parts eerie, bouncy, boisterous and, fuck it, ill. Em’s joke about having writer’s block is cool, but this is really just a tease.
Royce murders this, but I’d be lying if I didn’t wish some other MCs were on this – feels like he steps his bars up when his SH bredren are around him, each trying to excel. When he’s in the driver’s seat, we won’t say he’s on cruise control, but something feels missing.
Someone give Eminem some ideas. Or give Royce some features. We need to hear some proper Bad Meets Evil debauchery, or someone’s gonna need to lick the bozack. Yeah we brought it back.