Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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

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

Fuck your feelings, I feel I play for the Saints
I just want to you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
I'm frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of
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 for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't 'til the swear jar's full
You done called woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how much motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I tear it off you
And your 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 the world if it wasn't for this verse
So Kmart chains panic
'Cause they even spin back the curse words
'Cause it when they're reversed, motherfucker

And these are like parrots
They run around the just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a like arrogance
Wild since 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 gals like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my fucking mouth was

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

Hogger of beats, hoarder of
genius who's bored of his lines
And sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel I might just strike first and ignore the replies

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (Evil twin)
If you my pen that ain't me it's my evil twin
He's a friend who pops 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 have for quite some time

So who's left? Lady Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just than struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Strength Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm 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 I never can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I deceive her

Fuck that shit,
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers
I'd left it to beaver
Get them titties cut off to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered
Ever 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at
I'd never make it to
I just wanted to skip school and rap, to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I them stop snorin'
Made them out the popcorn
Now I've 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 coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm much than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to plain
But no one's than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala and a ball of hair
And all aware I ain't got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an and it's just small up there
Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me
That I should the looney police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I somebody finally admit 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 Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to sing the chorus to hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in an a-hole
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You to hold hands with your homie?
You think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you 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 broke so I work
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't

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