Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, to figure out the difference
But I I think the lines are starting to get blurry

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

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

Fuck your feelings, I feel I play for the Saints
I want 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 ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of
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 strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I stopping 'til the swear jar's full
You called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I don't 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 lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take this now, it's on you"
I believe people can change, but only for the
I could've changed the if it wasn't for this verse
So satanic Kmart chains
'Cause they can't even spin back the words
'Cause it when they're reversed, motherfucker

And kids are like parrots
They run around the house like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a like arrogance
Wild ever since the day I out I was like "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 mouth was nightmare-ish

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

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

This darkness in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me my evil twin
He's just a who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't 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 for quite some time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my just sicker than struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's
like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and destined to leave the
Bedroom ever again like the legend of Heather
My suicide notes, barely legible the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can her
sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd left it to beaver
Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the
Golly-wally I bet he registered
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 it was definite lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop
Flip burgers and dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I made them 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 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 that's 3rd and that 4th for?
And as as I am I'm much tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that grin (evil twin)
come in, what was your name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair
And you're all aware I got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an addict and just 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 I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a hospital 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 like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in an a-hole
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow dancing in
You to hold hands with your homie?
What? You think I'm looking for romance I'm lonely?
that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a
Superman tried to me over, it won't hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I 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 it on him when they tried to criticize
'Cause we are the same,