Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, trying to out the difference
But I I think the lines are starting to get blurry

I'm in a strange
I like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith
I feel like I'm in these chains and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the while I gaze into space
'Cause I'm mentally his face

I need a change of pace 'cause the I'm working at is dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger and to this angst
I done quit chicken heads turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
that's where most of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I for the Saints
I want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
I'm frustrated cause no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
I'm all out of Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I stopping 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I tear it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy
You so gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus

'Cause all you do is them lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take beat now, it's on you"
I people can change, but only for the worse
I could've changed the if it wasn't for this verse
So Kmart chains panic
they can't even spin back the curse words
'Cause it when they're reversed, motherfucker

And these kids are parrots
run around the house just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult a childish like arrogance
Wild ever the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that"
I'd rather be and I like swearing
From the first album even the were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my mouth was nightmare-ish

And from the start of it you like you were a part of this
And the opposition felt the
I listen and revisit them old albums
Often as I can and skim all them bitches
To make sure I keep up my competition, ha ha

of beats, hoarder of rhymes
Borderline genius who's bored of his
And sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I just strike first and ignore the replies

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it again (Evil twin)
If you my pen that ain't me it's my evil twin
just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't me, blame him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an grin

Welcome back to the land of the living, my
You have slept for quite time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength 3's
like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and destined to leave the
Bedroom ever again the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely legible the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can her
She'd my wiener I ever deceive her

that shit, bitch
Give up my for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd ever it to beaver
Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the
Golly-wally I bet he registered
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never it to sophomore
I just to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took book-smarts and for 'em

They were sleeping, I made them stop
Made break out the popcorn
Now I've hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was through my car windows leaning on the horn
"fuck the police" like cop porn

Flipped rap on its ear like I coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that includes and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the wants to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, was your name again?

Hi,
who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair
And you're all I ain't got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an and it's just small up there
Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me
I should call the looney police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish finally admit me
Into a mental hospital Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the like Casey Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in an a-hole
Eight and a base whether I'm off that instead of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You trying to hold hands with homie?
What? You I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner
Superman to fuck me over, it won't hurt
try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work
So are you, but you're 'cause you don't work

But all aside I hit a stride
Shady inside, hair every bit is dyed
As it used to be I first introduced y'all to my skiddish side
And blamed it on him when they to criticize
we are the same, bitch