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

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

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I for the Saints
I just want to hurt you, aim for the
Then aim for all these 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 Backstreet Boys to call out and
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 arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I start calling you au jus

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

And kids 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 be loud and I like swearing
From the album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my mouth was nightmare-ish

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

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

This darkness in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (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 grin

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

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

that 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 with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he Jesus
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at
I'd never make it to
I just wanted to skip school and rap, to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote 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 been hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was blaring 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 Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think 3rd and that 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 Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a of hair
And you're all aware I ain't got it all
Guess that's why I'm an and it's just small up there
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I should call the looney to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I somebody 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 hook like Casey
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to sing the to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in like an
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You to hold hands with your homie?
What? You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm
Change tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm only when 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 'cause you work

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