Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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

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

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I for the Saints
I just want to you, aim for the skanks
aim for all these 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 rap shit and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't 'til the swear jar's full
You done called woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I 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 I don't tear it off you
And jump bones, you sexy motherfucker
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 world if it wasn't for this
So Kmart chains panic
'Cause can't even spin back the curse words
'Cause it works when reversed, motherfucker

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

And the start of it you felt 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 I keep up with my competition, ha ha

Hogger of beats, of rhymes
Borderline who's bored of his lines
And sort of defines where 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)
it goes again (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me my evil twin
He's just a friend who 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 evil

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

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm
Bed-written and destined to never the
Bedroom ever again the legend of Heather Ledger
My notes, barely legible read 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
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop
Flip and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took and swapped for 'em

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

Flipped rap on its ear like I coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that includes Biggie and Pac,
And I got an twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's 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, was your name again?

Hi,
Look 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 addict and it's just up there
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I call the looney police to come get me
'Cause I'm so of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental hospital Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the like Casey Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to sing the chorus to hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got in like an a-hole
and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

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

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