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 strange
I feel like Mase he gave up the game for his faith
I feel like I'm caged in these and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the place I gaze into space
'Cause I'm rearranging his face

I need a change of 'cause 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 most of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I for the Saints
I want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these 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 out and attack
I'm going all out in rap shit and whatever 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 breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the jar's full
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 and square a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I tear it off you
And jump your bones, you motherfucker
You so gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus

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

And these kids are like
They run around the just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult a childish like arrogance
Wild ever since the day I out I was like "merits, fuck that"
I'd be loud and I like swearing
From the first album even the 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 felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit 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
genius who's bored of his lines
And sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I might just strike and ignore the replies

This darkness in me (Evil twin)
it goes again (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my twin
He's just a friend who pops up now and (Evil twin)
So don't blame me, him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my evil twin, he me an evil grin

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

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I fucking with either Jessica neither
or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm to death, but I'm freezin'
Bed-written and to never leave the
Bedroom ever again like the legend of Heather
My notes, barely legible read the
Bottom, it's by The Joker
said I never can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I deceive her

Fuck 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 with the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite
My destiny went on the steps, I met at Osborn
I'd never it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip and rap, used to mop floors
burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I made them stop
Made them 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
Screaming "fuck the police" like cop

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 think that's 3rd and 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck to plain Eminem?
But no insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair
And you're all aware I got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an and it's just small up there
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I should call the police to come get me
'Cause I'm so of being the truth I wish 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 I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in an a-hole
and a base whether 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 hands with homie?
What? You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm
Change that tune, you got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I work
So are you, but you're broke you don't work

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 it on him when they tried to criticize
we are the same, bitch