Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

Yeah, to figure out the difference
But I think I the lines 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 in these chains and restraints
Grinning stranger in the place while I gaze into space
I'm mentally rearranging his face

I a change of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to 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 just want to hurt you, aim for the
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay'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 Boys to call 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

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying the air
And breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah
Oh my bad,
And next I show up in court I'll 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 calling you au jus

'Cause all you do is spit lyrics out the wazoo
twin, take 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 satanic Kmart chains
'Cause they can't even spin 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 the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that"
I'd rather be loud and I swearing
From the first album even the were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my mouth was nightmare-ish

And from the start of it you felt like you were a of this
And the felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and them old albums
Often as I can and skim through all bitches
To make sure I up with my competition, ha ha

of beats, hoarder of rhymes
Borderline genius who's bored of his
And that sort of defines 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 my pen that ain't me it's my evil twin
He's just a friend who 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 back to the of the living, my friend
You slept for quite some time

So who's Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just 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 the legend of Heather Ledger
My notes, barely legible read the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can 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 it to beaver
Get titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite
My destiny went on the steps, I met at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop
Flip burgers and dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I made them stop
Made break out the popcorn
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 dropped
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that 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 than him
And I'm nuts, again 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 again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of
And you're all aware I ain't got it all
Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just 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 wish somebody finally me
a mental hospital with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose couldn't beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook like Casey
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got in like an a-hole
Eight and a base I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

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

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