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 like I'm caged in chains and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze space
'Cause I'm rearranging his face

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

your feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just to hurt you, aim for the skanks
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 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 stools flying the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah
Oh my bad,
And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a
Judge be "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start you au jus

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

And these are like parrots
They run around the house just like
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish like
Wild since the day I came out I was like "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 mouth was nightmare-ish

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

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

This comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it again (Evil twin)
If you my pen that ain't me it's my evil twin
He's just a friend who up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't blame me, him (Evil twin)
I out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin

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

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's
like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and destined to never 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 titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he Jesus
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd make it to sophomore
I just wanted to school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes to get props for 'em
'Cause I book-smarts 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 leaning on the horn
"fuck the police" like cop porn

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 evil twin, so who do you think 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 to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at evil grin (evil twin)
Please in, what was your name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster up there
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of
And you're all aware I ain't got it all
Guess that's why I'm an addict and just small up there
Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me
That I should call the police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental hospital with

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose couldn't beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook like Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got in like an a-hole
Eight and a base 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 hold hands with homie?
What? You I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got remote chance to me
Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner
tried to fuck me over, it won't hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm so I don't work
So are you, but broke 'cause you don't work

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