Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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 'cause the pace I'm at is dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started roasting 'em
'Cause 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
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 to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit and whatever the is
I'm for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear full
You done every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I show up in court be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you I don't tear it off you
And your 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
twin, take 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 chains panic
'Cause they can't even spin back the curse
'Cause it when they're reversed, motherfucker

And kids are like parrots
They run around the house just like
"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 like
From the first 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 and revisit them old albums
Often as I can and skim all them bitches
To make sure I keep up my competition, ha ha

of beats, hoarder 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 ignore the

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen ain't me it's my evil twin
He's just a friend who 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

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

So left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength 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 wiener I ever her

that shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry
I'd ever left it to
Get them titties cut off trying to with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he Jesus
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 it was definite lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at
I'd never make it to
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get for 'em
'Cause I took book-smarts and for 'em

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

Flipped rap on its ear like I coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and 4th spot's for?
And as as I am I'm much tamer than him
And I'm nuts, again who the fuck wants to plain Eminem?
But no one's than Slim, look at that 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 got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an addict and just small up there
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I should call the looney police to get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I somebody finally admit me
Into a mental hospital 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 trying to 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 low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow in bowling
You trying to hands with your homie?
You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I work
So are you, but broke 'cause you don't work

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