Yeah, trying to figure out the But I think I the lines are starting to get blurry
I'm in a place I feel like Mase he gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm caged in chains and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place while I into space 'Cause I'm rearranging his face
I need a change of pace the pace I'm working at is dangerous There's to dump this anger and thanks to this angst I done quit chicken heads cold and started slowly roasting 'em 'Cause where most of my anger is based
Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the 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 more N'Sync, now I'm all out of 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, crawl out the back, let's bar
Prepare arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air And bottles breaking, also And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's You done called every woman a slut, but you Sarah Marshall 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 I don't tear it off you And jump bones, you sexy motherfucker You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I start calling you au jus
'Cause all you do is spit them out the wazoo Evil twin, this beat now, it's on you" I believe people can change, but only for the I changed the world if it wasn't for this verse So Kmart chains panic 'Cause they even spin back the curse words 'Cause it works they're reversed, motherfucker
And these are like parrots run around the house just like terrorists "fuck, shit, fuck" Adult a childish like arrogance Wild ever the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that" I'd rather be and I like swearing From the album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes" But my fucking mouth was
And from the start of it you felt like you were a of this And the opposition felt the Sometimes I and revisit them old albums Often as I can and through all them bitches To make sure I up with 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 first and ignore the replies
darkness comes in me (Evil twin) Here it goes (Evil twin) If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my evil 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 gives me an grin
Welcome to the land of the living, my friend You have for quite 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 with the Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Strength Tylenol 3's like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin' Bed-written and destined to leave the Bedroom ever again like the of Heather Ledger My suicide notes, legible read the Bottom, it's by The Joker Lorraine said I never can her She'd my wiener I ever deceive her
that shit, bitch Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry I'd left it to beaver Get them titties cut off to mess 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 Deshaun at I'd make it to sophomore I wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floors Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get for 'em 'Cause I took book-smarts and for 'em
were sleeping, I made them stop snorin' Made them break out the Now been hip hop in its tip top form Since N.W.A. was blaring 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 includes and Pac, whore And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's And as as I am I'm much tamer than him And I'm nuts, then who the fuck wants to plain Eminem? But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that grin (evil twin) Please come in, what was your name
Hi, Look who's back with a crab up his ass 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 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 'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish finally admit me Into a hospital with Britney
Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho Jose Baez couldn't this rap, OJ no Hooray, I'm off the hook 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 Eight and a base whether I'm off that instead of your face, ho Let low hand raise, yo
Tango, you think, ho? Slow in bowling You trying to hold with your homie? You think I'm looking for romance 'cause 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 so I don't work So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't
But all bullshit aside I hit a Still Shady inside, every bit is dyed As it to be when I first introduced y'all to my skiddish side And it on him when they tried to criticize 'Cause we are the same,