Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

I'm in a place
I feel like Mase when he gave up the game for his
I feel like I'm caged in these and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze into
'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his

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

Fuck your feelings, I like I play for the Saints
I just want to hurt you, aim for the
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, and the Drake's
I'm frustrated cause ain't no N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
I'm all out of Backstreet to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit and whatever the is
I'm for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear full
You done called every woman a slut, but you Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I show up in court I'll be and square a lawsuit
be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I don't it off you
And jump bones, you sexy motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

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

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

Hogger of beats, hoarder of
Borderline who's bored of his lines
And that sort of defines I'm at and the way I feel now
like I might just strike first and ignore the replies

This comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my twin
just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't blame me, 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 some time

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

Fuck that shit,
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers
I'd ever it to beaver
Get them titties cut off to mess with the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I made stop snorin'
Made them out the popcorn
Now been 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 I dropped coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that Biggie 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 much tamer him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a of hair
And all aware 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
That I call the looney police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of the truth I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental hospital Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Baez couldn't beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook like Casey
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 like an
Eight and a base whether I'm off that instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

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

But all bullshit I hit a stride
Still 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 they tried to criticize
we are the same, bitch