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 like I'm caged in these chains and restraints
every stranger in the place while I gaze into space
'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his

I need a 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 heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
'Cause that's most of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I for the Saints
I just to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
I'm frustrated cause ain't no 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 strapped for battles, a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't stopping the swear jar's full
You called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and 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 sexy
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take this beat now, 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 chains
'Cause they can't spin back the curse words
'Cause it works when they're reversed,

And kids are like parrots
run around 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 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 the start of it you felt like you were a part of this
And the opposition felt the
Sometimes I listen and revisit old albums
Often as I can and skim through all bitches
To make sure I keep up my competition, ha ha

of beats, hoarder of rhymes
Borderline genius who's of his lines
And that of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I might strike first and ignore the replies

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (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 blame me, 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 have slept for quite some

So who's left? Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck 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 Heather
My suicide notes, legible read the
Bottom, it's signed by The
Lorraine said I can leave her
sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck that shit,
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers
I'd left it to beaver
Get titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite
My destiny went on the steps, I met at Osborn
I'd make it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I book-smarts and swapped for 'em

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

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

Hi,
Look who's back a crab 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
I should call the looney police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally me
Into a mental hospital Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook like Casey
Hey ho, hey ho
I like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in an a-hole
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You trying to hold hands with your
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 only vulnerable when I got a
Superman tried to me over, it won't hurt
try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't 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 I first introduced y'all to my skiddish side
And blamed it on him when tried to criticize
we are the same, bitch