Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, to figure 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 in these chains and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the place while I into space
'Cause I'm rearranging his face

I need a change of pace the pace I'm working at is dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly 'em
'Cause where most 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, 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 Boys to out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit and the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fight

your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't '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 lucky I don't it off you
And jump your bones, you motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start you au jus

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

And these are like parrots
They run around the house like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a like arrogance
Wild ever since the day I out I was like "merits, fuck that"
I'd rather be loud and I swearing
From the 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 part of
And the felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old
Often as I can and skim through all bitches
To make sure I up with my competition, ha ha

Hogger of beats, of rhymes
Borderline 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 first and the replies

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it again (Evil twin)
If you my pen that ain't me it's 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 back to the of the living, my friend
You have for quite some time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking either Jessica neither
or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and destined to leave the
Bedroom again like the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely legible the
Bottom, it's signed by The
Lorraine said I can leave her
She'd my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry
I'd ever left it to
Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 it was definite lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I just to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
burgers 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 break out the popcorn
Now been 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 like I coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And includes Biggie 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 tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the wants to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was your again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of
And all aware 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 call the looney 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 couldn't beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook like 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 in like an a-hole
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off instead of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow dancing in
You trying to hold with your homie?
You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got remote chance to 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 don't

But all bullshit aside I hit a
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 when they to criticize
'Cause we are the same,