Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, trying to figure out the
But I I think the lines are starting to get blurry

I'm in a place
I feel like Mase when he 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
'Cause I'm mentally 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 that's most of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the
I just to hurt you, aim for the skanks
aim for all these fake 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 Boys to call out and
I'm going all out in this rap shit and the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare 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 time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a
be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I don't it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

And these kids are parrots
They run around the just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a like arrogance
Wild ever since the day I came out I was "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 mouth was nightmare-ish

And from the start of it you felt like you a part of this
And the felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old
Often as I can and through 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 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 chose my pen that ain't me it's my twin
just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So blame me, blame him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my evil twin, he me an evil grin

back to the land of the living, my friend
You slept for quite some time

So who's left? Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums sicker than struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength 3's
Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm
and destined to never leave the
Bedroom ever again 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 sever my I ever deceive her

Fuck that shit,
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry
I'd ever it to beaver
Get them titties cut off trying to with the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 it was definite lean
My went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never it to sophomore
I just wanted to school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes 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 hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows on the horn
Screaming "fuck the police" cop porn

Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you that's 3rd and that 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then who the fuck wants 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 up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a bear and a ball of hair
And you're all I ain't 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 truth I wish somebody admit me
Into a mental hospital Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Baez couldn't 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 I'm fucking off that instead of your 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
that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you work

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