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 Mase when 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 gaze into
'Cause I'm rearranging his face

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

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the
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 cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
I'm all out of Boys to call out and attack
I'm all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, out the back, let's bar fight

your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the jar's full
You called 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 motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I don't it off you
And your bones, you sexy motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I start calling you au jus

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

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

And from the of it you felt like you were a part of this
And the opposition felt the
Sometimes I listen and 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, hoarder of
Borderline who's bored of his lines
And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I now
Feel like I 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 evil
He's just a who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't blame me, him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an grin

back 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 fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums sicker 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 again like the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely read the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd ever left it to
Get them titties cut off to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he Jesus
since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean
My went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip school and rap, to mop floors
burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took book-smarts and for 'em

were sleeping, I made them stop snorin'
Made them break out the
Now I've hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows leaning on the
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 3rd and that 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the wants to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil (evil twin)
come in, what 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 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
That I call the looney police to come get me
I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the like Casey 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 whether I'm fucking off instead of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

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

But all bullshit aside I hit a
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 they tried to criticize
we are the same, bitch