Yeah, to figure out the difference But I think I the lines are starting to get blurry
I'm in a strange I feel like Mase he gave up the game for his faith I like I'm caged in these chains and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place while I into space 'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his
I need a change of pace 'cause the pace I'm at is dangerous There's nowhere to dump this and thanks to this angst I quit chicken heads cold turkey 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 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 Boys to call out and attack I'm going all out in this rap shit and the fallout is I'm for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight
Prepare your and beware of bar stools flying through the air And bottles breaking, mirrors And I ain't 'til the swear jar's full You done called every a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall Oh my bad, And next time I show up in I'll 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 bones, you sexy motherfucker You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start 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 could've changed the world if it wasn't for this So satanic chains panic 'Cause they can't even spin the curse words it works when they're reversed, motherfucker
And these are like parrots They run the house just 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 be loud and I like swearing From the first album even the gals 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 opposition felt the Sometimes I listen and revisit old albums Often as I can and through all them bitches To make I keep up with my competition, ha ha
of beats, hoarder of rhymes Borderline genius 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 darkness 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 friend who pops up now and (Evil twin) So don't me, blame him (Evil twin) I step out and see my evil twin, he me an evil grin
back to the land of the living, my friend You have slept for quite some
So left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with Jessica neither Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker struck with the fever Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Strength Tylenol 3's Feel I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin' Bed-written and destined to leave the Bedroom ever again like the of Heather Ledger My suicide notes, legible read the Bottom, it's by The Joker said I never can leave her She'd sever my wiener I deceive her
that shit, bitch Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry I'd ever it to beaver Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver Golly-wally I bet he registered Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was lean My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at I'd make it to sophomore I just wanted to skip school and rap, to mop floors Flip and wash 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 stop Made break out the popcorn Now been hip hop in its tip top form Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows on the horn "fuck the police" like cop porn
Flipped rap on its ear like I coin 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 for? And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer him And I'm nuts, then again who the wants to plain Eminem? But no one's than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin) Please come in, what was name again?
Hi, Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up Two rabbits, a bear and a ball of hair And you're all I ain't got it all upstairs Guess why I'm an addict and it's just small up there Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me That I should call the police to come get me I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me Into a hospital with Britney
Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho Jose Baez 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 an a-hole and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho Let your low raise, yo
Tango, you think, ho? Slow dancing in You trying to hold with your homie? What? You I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely? Change tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a Superman tried to fuck me over, it 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 introduced y'all to my skiddish side And blamed it on him they tried to criticize 'Cause we are the same,