Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, trying to out the difference
But I think I think the lines are 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 these chains and
Grinning every stranger in the place while I into space
I'm mentally rearranging his face

I need a of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous
There's to dump this anger and thanks to this 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 I play for the Saints
I just 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 ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of
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, a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

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

'Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the
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 for this verse
So satanic chains panic
'Cause they even spin back the curse words
'Cause it works they're reversed, motherfucker

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

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

Hogger of beats, hoarder of
genius who's bored of his lines
And that sort of 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 it's my twin
He's a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So blame me, blame him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil

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

So left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's
Feel I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and to never leave the
Bedroom ever again the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, legible read the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can her
She'd sever my I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers
I'd ever left it to
Get them titties cut off trying to with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered
since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met at Osborn
I'd make it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took and swapped for 'em

were sleeping, I made them stop snorin'
Made break out the popcorn
Now I've been hip hop in its tip top
N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows leaning on the horn
Screaming "fuck the police" 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 much tamer 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, what was your again?

Hi,
Look who's back a crab up his ass like a lobster 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 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 being the truth I wish finally admit me
Into a mental hospital Britney

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

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing 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 remote chance to me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't
So are you, but you're 'cause you don't work

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