Yeah, to figure out the difference But I think I the lines are starting to get blurry
I'm in a place I feel Mase when he gave up the game for his faith I feel I'm caged in these chains and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze into I'm mentally rearranging his face
I need a change of pace 'cause the I'm working at is dangerous There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this I done quit chicken heads cold and started slowly roasting 'em 'Cause that's where most of my is based
your feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints I just want to you, aim for the skanks Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the I'm frustrated cause ain't no N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack I'm all out of Backstreet to call out and attack 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 your arsenal and beware of bar flying through the air And bottles breaking, also And I ain't stopping the swear jar's full You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Oh my bad, And next time I show up in court be naked and square a lawsuit Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that cost you?" Smart ass, you lucky I don't it off you And jump your bones, you motherfucker You so gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus
'Cause all you do is spit them out the wazoo Evil twin, take beat now, it's on you" I believe people can change, but for the worse I could've changed the world if it for this verse So satanic chains panic 'Cause they can't even spin the curse words 'Cause it works they're reversed, motherfucker
And these kids are parrots They run around the house just terrorists "fuck, shit, fuck" Adult a childish like arrogance Wild since the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that" I'd rather be loud and I like the first 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 opposition the opposite Sometimes I listen and revisit them old Often as I can and skim all them bitches To sure I keep up with my competition, ha ha
Hogger of beats, of rhymes genius who's bored of his lines And that of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now like I might just strike first and ignore the replies
This darkness in me (Evil twin) it goes again (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 blame me, him (Evil twin) I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil
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 sicker than struck the fever Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm Bed-written and to never leave the Bedroom again like the legend of Heather Ledger My suicide notes, barely legible the Bottom, signed by The Joker Lorraine said I never can her She'd sever my wiener I deceive her
Fuck that shit, up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers I'd ever it to beaver Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver Golly-wally I bet he Jesus since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at I'd never it to sophomore I just wanted to school and rap, used to mop floors Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote trying to get props for 'em 'Cause I took and swapped 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 through my car leaning on the horn Screaming "fuck the police" cop porn
rap on its ear like I dropped 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 as I am I'm much tamer than him And I'm nuts, again who the fuck wants to plain Eminem? But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil (evil twin) Please come in, what was your again?
Hi, who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of And you're all aware I got it all upstairs Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me That I should the looney police to come get me 'Cause I'm so sick of the truth I wish somebody finally admit me Into a hospital with Britney
Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho Jose couldn't beat 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 bottom in like an Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that of your face, ho Let your low raise, yo
Tango, you think, ho? dancing in bowling You trying to hold hands your homie? What? You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me Ho, I'm only vulnerable I got a boner Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't So are you, but broke 'cause you don't work
But all bullshit aside I hit a Shady inside, hair every bit is dyed As it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my side And blamed it on him they tried to criticize 'Cause we are the same,