Yeah, trying to out the difference But I think I think the lines are starting to get
I'm in a place I feel like Mase he gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm in these chains and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place I gaze into space 'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his
I need a change of pace 'cause the I'm working at is dangerous There's to dump this anger and thanks to this angst I done quit heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em 'Cause where most of my anger is based
Fuck your feelings, I feel I play for the Saints I just want to hurt you, aim for the Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay'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 this rap and whatever the fallout is I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, out the back, let's bar fight
Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying the air And breaking, mirrors also And I ain't stopping 'til the swear full You done every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall Oh my bad, And next I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker you?" Smart ass, you lucky I don't it off you And jump your bones, you motherfucker You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I start calling you au jus
'Cause all you do is them lyrics out the wazoo Evil twin, take this beat now, 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 Kmart panic 'Cause they can't even back the curse words 'Cause it works they're reversed, motherfucker
And these kids are like They run around the house like terrorists "fuck, shit, fuck" Adult with a childish arrogance ever since the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that" I'd rather be loud and I swearing From the first even the gals were 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 opposition felt the Sometimes I listen and revisit them old Often as I can and skim through all bitches To sure I keep up with my competition, ha ha
Hogger of beats, hoarder of Borderline who's 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
This comes in me (Evil twin) Here it again (Evil twin) If you chose my pen ain't me it's my evil twin He's a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin) So don't me, blame him (Evil twin) I out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin
Welcome to the land of the living, my friend You have slept for some time
So who's Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber Nah, F with Christina, I ain't with either Jessica neither Simpson or Alba, my albums just than struck with the fever Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's Feel I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin' and destined to never leave the Bedroom ever again like the legend of Ledger My notes, barely legible read the Bottom, signed by The Joker Lorraine said I never can her She'd sever my wiener I ever her
that shit, bitch Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry I'd left it to beaver Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver I bet he registered Jesus Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 it was definite lean My went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn I'd never make it to I just wanted to school and rap, used to mop floors Flip burgers and dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em 'Cause I took book-smarts and for 'em
They were sleeping, I made stop snorin' Made break out the popcorn Now I've hip hop in its tip top form Since N.W.A. was blaring my car windows leaning on the horn Screaming "fuck the police" like cop
Flipped rap on its ear I dropped coin top 5, bitch, I'm top 4 And includes Biggie 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 fuck wants to plain But no insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin) Please come in, what was your name
Hi, Look who's back with a crab up his ass a lobster crawled up there Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair And all aware I ain't got it all upstairs that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up there Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me I should call the looney police to come get me 'Cause I'm so sick of the truth I wish somebody finally admit me a mental hospital with Britney
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 sound like I'm trying to sing the to fucking hip hop hooray No, I'm hollering, you got in like an a-hole Eight and a whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho Let your low raise, yo
Tango, you think, ho? Slow in bowling You trying to hands with your homie? You think 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 Superman to fuck me over, it won't hurt Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I work So are you, but you're broke 'cause you work
But all aside 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 'Cause we are the same,