Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

I'm in a place
I feel like Mase he gave up the game for his faith
I feel like I'm in these chains and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the place 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 to this angst
I done quit chicken cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
'Cause that's where of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the
I just want to hurt you, aim for the
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, a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah
Oh my bad,
And time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I tear it off you
And your bones, you sexy motherfucker
You so gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus

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

And these kids are parrots
They run around the house like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish arrogance
Wild ever since the day I came out I was "merits, fuck that"
I'd rather be loud and I swearing
From the first even 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 opposition the opposite
I listen and revisit them old albums
Often as I can and skim through all bitches
To sure I keep up with my competition, ha ha

Hogger of beats, hoarder of
Borderline genius who's of his lines
And that sort of 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 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 step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an grin

Welcome back to the land of the living, my
You slept for quite some time

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 struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm to death, but I'm freezin'
and destined to never leave the
Bedroom ever again like the of Heather Ledger
My notes, barely legible read the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can her
She'd sever my I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers
I'd ever it to beaver
Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the
Golly-wally I bet he Jesus
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at
I'd make it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop
Flip and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I made them stop
them break out the popcorn
Now I've been hip hop in its tip top
Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car leaning on the horn
"fuck the police" like cop porn

Flipped rap on its ear I dropped coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think 3rd and that 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at evil grin (evil twin)
Please in, what was your name again?

Hi,
Look who's with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair
And you're all I ain't got it all upstairs
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 to come get me
'Cause I'm so of being the truth I wish somebody 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 like Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in like an
Eight and a whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow dancing in
You trying to hold hands with homie?
What? You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm
Change tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a
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 'cause you don't work

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