Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, trying to 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 into space
I'm mentally rearranging his face

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

Fuck your feelings, I like I play for the Saints
I just to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the
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 all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is
I'm for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors
And I stopping 'til the swear jar's 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 that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you I don't tear it off you
And your bones, you sexy motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

And kids are like parrots
They run around the house like terrorists
"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 and I like swearing
From the first even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my mouth was nightmare-ish

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

Hogger of beats, of rhymes
genius who's bored of his lines
And sort 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)
it goes again (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me my evil twin
just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So blame me, blame him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my twin, he gives me an evil grin

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

So who's left? Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Strength Tylenol 3's
like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and to never leave the
Bedroom ever again like the legend of Ledger
My suicide notes, barely read the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine I never can leave her
She'd my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my 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 Jesus
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd make it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop
burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying 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 windows leaning on the
Screaming "fuck the police" cop porn

Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that includes and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's
And as crazy as I am I'm tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to plain
But no one's than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
come in, what was your name again?

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

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook like Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in an a-hole
Eight and a whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

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

But all bullshit aside I hit a
Still Shady inside, hair 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,