Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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

I need a change of 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous
nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
'Cause where most of my anger is based

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

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's
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 "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

And kids are like parrots
They run the house just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish like
Wild since the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that"
I'd rather be loud and I swearing
From the first album the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my fucking 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 old albums
Often as I can and through all them bitches
To make I keep up with my competition, ha ha

Hogger of beats, of rhymes
Borderline genius bored of his lines
And that sort of defines 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 chose my pen that ain't me it's my evil
He's just a who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So blame me, blame him (Evil twin)
I out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin

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

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm
Bed-written and to never leave the
Bedroom again like the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely read the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
said I never can leave her
She'd 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 with the
Golly-wally I bet he registered
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I just to skip school 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

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 through my car windows leaning 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 that Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's
And as crazy as I am I'm 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 your name

Hi,
who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a bear and a ball of hair
And you're all aware I 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 call the looney police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally me
Into a mental with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose couldn't beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook Casey Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop
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 low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You trying to hold hands with your
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 only vulnerable when I got a
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 bullshit I hit a stride
Still Shady inside, hair bit is dyed
As it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my side
And blamed it on him when tried to criticize
we are the same, bitch