Yeah, trying to figure out the But I think I the lines are starting to get blurry
I'm in a place I like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm caged in these and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place 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 this anger and thanks to this I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started roasting 'em 'Cause where most of my anger is based
Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the I just want to you, aim for the skanks Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, and the Drake's I'm frustrated cause 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 for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight
Prepare your and beware of bar stools flying through 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 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 lucky I tear it off you And jump bones, you sexy motherfucker You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start you au jus
'Cause all you do is spit them out the wazoo twin, take this beat now, it's on you" I believe people can change, but for the worse I could've changed the world if it for this verse So satanic Kmart chains 'Cause they can't even back the curse words 'Cause it works when they're reversed,
And these are like parrots run around the house 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 be loud 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 part of And the felt the opposite Sometimes I listen and them old albums Often as I can and skim through all bitches To make I keep up with my competition, ha ha
Hogger of beats, hoarder of Borderline genius who's bored of his And that sort of where I'm at and the way I feel now Feel like I might just strike first and ignore the
darkness comes in me (Evil twin) Here it again (Evil twin) If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my evil just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin) So don't blame me, him (Evil twin) I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil
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 fucking with either Jessica Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker struck with the fever Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Strength Tylenol 3's Feel like I'm to death, but I'm freezin' Bed-written and destined to never the Bedroom ever again like the of Heather Ledger My suicide notes, barely read the Bottom, it's signed by The said I never can leave her She'd sever my I ever deceive her
that shit, bitch Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry I'd ever it to beaver Get them titties cut off trying to with the cleaver I bet he registered Jesus Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was lean My went 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 Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I rhymes trying to get props for 'em 'Cause I took book-smarts and for 'em
They were sleeping, I made stop snorin' Made them out the popcorn Now been hip hop in its tip top form Since N.W.A. was through 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 includes and Pac, whore And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and 4th spot's for? And as as I am I'm much tamer than him And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to Eminem? But no insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin) come 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 bear and a ball of And you're all aware I got it all upstairs Guess 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 admit me Into a hospital with Britney
Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho Baez couldn't beat this rap, OJ no Hooray, I'm off the like Casey Anthony Hey ho, hey ho I like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in like an and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho Let your low raise, yo
Tango, you think, ho? Slow dancing in You to hold hands with your 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 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 'cause you don't work
But all aside I hit a stride Still Shady inside, every bit is dyed 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