Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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

I need a change of pace the pace I'm working at is dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to angst
I done quit chicken heads cold 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 cause ain't no more 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 and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fight

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

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

And these are like parrots
They run 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 gals like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my fucking was nightmare-ish

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

of beats, hoarder of rhymes
Borderline genius bored of his lines
And that of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I might just strike and ignore the replies

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me my evil 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 evil

Welcome to the land of the living, my friend
You have for quite some time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 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 notes, barely legible read the
Bottom, it's by The Joker
Lorraine said I can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I ever her

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd left 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 went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never it to sophomore
I wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote trying to get props for 'em
I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em

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

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

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a crawled up there
Two rabbits, a bear and a ball of hair
And all aware I ain't got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up
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 with

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

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

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