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

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

Fuck feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just 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 no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to out and attack
I'm all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar

Prepare your and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors
And I ain't stopping 'til the jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker 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 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 for this verse
So Kmart chains panic
'Cause they can't spin back the curse words
'Cause it works they're reversed, motherfucker

And these kids are like
They run around the house just like
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish like
ever since the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that"
I'd rather be loud and I swearing
the first album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my fucking was nightmare-ish

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

of beats, hoarder of rhymes
Borderline genius who's bored of his
And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I now
Feel like I might just strike first and ignore the

This darkness 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 blame me, blame him (Evil twin)
I out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin

Welcome to the land of the living, my friend
You have slept for some time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my just sicker than struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's
Feel I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
and destined to never leave the
Bedroom ever like the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, legible read the
Bottom, signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I can leave her
sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd left it to beaver
Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered
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 wanted to skip and rap, used to mop floors
Flip and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took book-smarts and for 'em

were sleeping, I made them stop snorin'
Made them out the popcorn
Now been hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows on the horn
"fuck the police" like 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 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 Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was your name

Hi,
who's back 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 got it all upstairs
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 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 like 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 whether I'm fucking off that instead of face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You trying to hands with your homie?
What? You think I'm for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got remote chance to me
Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it hurt
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 bullshit I hit a stride
Shady inside, hair every bit is dyed
As it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my side
And blamed it on him when tried to criticize
'Cause we are the same,