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

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

Fuck feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just 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 ain't no more 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 this rap and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar

your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I stopping 'til the swear jar's full
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 naked and a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker you?"
ass, you lucky I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

And these kids are like
They run around the just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish arrogance
ever 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
I listen 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 that sort of where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I just strike first and ignore the replies

This darkness 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 pops up now and (Evil twin)
So don't me, blame him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an grin

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

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't 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 like I'm burning to death, but I'm
Bed-written and to never leave the
Bedroom ever again the legend of Heather Ledger
My notes, barely legible read the
Bottom, it's by The Joker
Lorraine said I can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I ever 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 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at
I'd never it to sophomore
I just to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took 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
Screaming "fuck the police" cop porn

rap on its ear like I dropped coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And includes Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you that's 3rd and that 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer him
And I'm nuts, again who the fuck wants 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 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 ain't got it all
that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up there
Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me
That I should call the looney police to get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally me
Into a hospital with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't beat 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 in like an a-hole
Eight and a whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow dancing in
You trying to hold hands your homie?
What? You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm
Change that tune, you ain't got remote 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 don't
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't

But all bullshit aside I hit a
Still Shady inside, hair every bit is
As it used to be when I first introduced to my skiddish side
And it on him when they tried to criticize
we are the same, bitch