Yeah, to figure out the difference But I think I think the lines are starting to get
I'm in a place I feel like Mase when he gave up the for his faith I feel like I'm in these chains and restraints Grinning every stranger in the while I gaze into space 'Cause I'm mentally his face
I a change of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous There's to dump this anger and thanks to this angst I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly 'em 'Cause that's where most of my anger is
your feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints I just want to hurt you, aim for the aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's I'm frustrated ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack I'm all out of Backstreet to call out and attack I'm all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar
Prepare your arsenal and of bar stools flying through the air And breaking, mirrors also And I ain't stopping 'til the 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 much motherfucker cost you?" ass, you lucky I don't tear it off you And your 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 believe people can change, but for the worse I could've changed the world if it wasn't for verse So satanic Kmart panic they can't even spin back the curse words 'Cause it works when reversed, motherfucker
And these are like 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 and I like swearing From the first album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, eyes" But my fucking was nightmare-ish
And from the start of it you felt you were a part of this And the opposition felt the Sometimes I listen and revisit old albums Often as I can and skim 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 that sort of 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 again (Evil twin) If you chose my pen ain't me it's my evil twin just a friend 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 me an evil grin
Welcome back to the land of the living, my You slept for quite some time
So who's left? Lady Gaga? with the Bieber Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either neither Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than with the fever Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin' Bed-written and destined to leave the Bedroom ever like the legend of Heather Ledger My notes, barely legible read the Bottom, signed 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 Mathers I'd ever left it to Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the I bet he registered Jesus Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite My went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn I'd never 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 hip hop in its tip top form Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car leaning on the horn "fuck the police" like cop porn
Flipped rap on its ear 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 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 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 crawled up there Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of And all aware I ain't got it all upstairs Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just up there Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me That I should call the looney to come get me 'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody 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 hook like Casey 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 like an Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of face, ho Let your low raise, yo
Tango, you think, ho? dancing in bowling You trying to hold with your homie? What? You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm Change that tune, you ain't got remote to control me Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner Superman 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 y'all to my skiddish side And blamed it on him they tried to criticize 'Cause we are the same,