Yeah, trying to figure out the But I I think 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 feel like I'm caged in chains and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place I gaze into space I'm mentally rearranging his face
I need a change of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is There's to dump this anger 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 feelings, I feel like 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 cause 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 going all out in this rap and whatever the fallout is I'm for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight
Prepare your arsenal and of bar stools flying through the air And breaking, mirrors also And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah 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 much motherfucker 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, take beat now, it's on you" I believe can change, but only for the worse I changed the world if it wasn't for this verse So satanic Kmart chains 'Cause they can't even spin back the curse it works when they're reversed, motherfucker
And these kids are parrots They run around the just like terrorists "fuck, shit, fuck" Adult with a childish like Wild ever since the day I came out I was "merits, fuck that" I'd rather be and I like swearing From the first even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes" But my fucking mouth was
And the start of it you felt like you were a part of this And the opposition felt the Sometimes I listen and them old albums Often as I can and skim through all bitches To make sure I keep up my competition, ha ha
Hogger of beats, of rhymes Borderline genius who's bored of his And that 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 chose my pen that me it's my evil twin He's just a friend who up now and again (Evil twin) So don't me, blame him (Evil twin) I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an grin
Welcome to the land of the living, my friend You slept for quite some time
So who's left? Lady Messed 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, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's Feel I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin' and destined to never leave the Bedroom ever like the legend of Heather Ledger My suicide notes, barely read the Bottom, it's by The Joker Lorraine said I can leave her sever my wiener I ever deceive her
Fuck shit, bitch Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers I'd left it to beaver Get them titties cut off trying to mess the cleaver Golly-wally I bet he Jesus Ever 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean 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 took book-smarts and for 'em
They sleeping, I made them stop snorin' Made break out the popcorn Now I've been hip hop in its tip top Since N.W.A. was blaring my car windows leaning on the horn Screaming "fuck the police" cop porn
rap on its ear like I dropped 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 spot's And as as I am I'm much tamer than him And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to plain But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil (evil twin) Please come in, what was name again?
Hi, Look who's back with a up his ass like a lobster crawled up there Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair And all aware I ain't got it all upstairs Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's small up there to Whitney, geez, just hit me That I should the looney police to come get me I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me Into a mental hospital 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 like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray 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? Slow in bowling You trying to hands with your homie? What? You think I'm for romance 'cause I'm lonely? Change that tune, you ain't got chance to control me Ho, I'm only vulnerable I got a boner Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't Don't try to fix me, I'm so I don't work So are you, but broke 'cause you don't work
But all aside I hit a stride Still Shady inside, hair every bit is As it used to be when I first introduced to my skiddish side And blamed it on him they tried to criticize 'Cause we are the same,