Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, trying to out the difference
But I I think 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 like I'm caged in these chains and
every stranger in the place while I gaze into space
'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his

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 quit chicken cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
that's where most of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings, I feel I play for the Saints
I just want to hurt you, aim for the
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 to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit and the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, 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 woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah
Oh my bad,
And time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how that motherfucker cost you?"
ass, you lucky I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start you au jus

all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take this beat now, on you"
I believe people can change, but for the worse
I could've the world if it wasn't for this verse
So satanic Kmart panic
'Cause they can't even back the curse words
'Cause it when they're reversed, motherfucker

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

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

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

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it 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 don't me, blame him (Evil twin)
I out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin

Welcome to the land of the living, my friend
You have slept for quite time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the
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 never the
Bedroom ever again like the of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely legible the
Bottom, it's by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can her
She'd my wiener I ever deceive her

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

They were sleeping, I made stop snorin'
Made them out the popcorn
Now I've hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was blaring my car windows leaning on the horn
"fuck the police" like cop porn

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

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up
Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair
And you're all aware I 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
'Cause I'm so sick of being the I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental with Britney

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

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow dancing in
You trying to 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 vulnerable when I got a boner
Superman tried to me over, it won't hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm so I don't work
So are you, but you're broke you don't work

But all aside I hit a stride
Still inside, hair every bit is dyed
As it used to be when I first y'all to my skiddish side
And blamed it on him when they tried to
we are the same, bitch