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 place
I like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith
I feel like I'm caged in these and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze 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 to this angst
I quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is

Fuck your feelings, I feel I play for the Saints
I just want to you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the
I'm frustrated cause 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 and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fight

Prepare arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors
And I ain't 'til the swear jar's full
You done called 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
Judge be "That's sharp, how much 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 start calling you au jus

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

And these kids are like
They run the house just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish arrogance
Wild ever since the day I came out I was like "merits, 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 from the start of it you felt you were a part of this
And the opposition the opposite
Sometimes I listen and them old albums
Often as I can and skim through all them
To make sure I keep up my competition, ha ha

Hogger of beats, of rhymes
Borderline genius who's bored of his
And that sort of where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel I might just strike first and ignore the replies

This darkness 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 twin, he gives me an evil grin

Welcome back to the land of the living, my
You have slept for quite time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the
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 Strength Tylenol 3's
Feel I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and destined to never the
ever again like the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely legible the
Bottom, it's signed by The
Lorraine I never can leave her
She'd sever my I ever 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 the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean
My went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I just wanted to skip and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get for 'em
'Cause I book-smarts and swapped for 'em

were 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 through my car windows on the horn
"fuck the police" like cop porn

Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And includes Biggie 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 evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was your again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a of hair
And you're all aware I ain't got it all
Guess why I'm an addict and it's just small up there
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I should call the looney to come get me
I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the like Casey 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 bottom in like an
and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow in bowling
You to hold hands with your homie?
What? You think I'm looking for romance I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got chance to control me
Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner
tried 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 inside, hair 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
'Cause we are the same,