Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

I'm in a strange
I like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith
I feel like I'm caged in these chains and
Grinning stranger in the place while I gaze into space
'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 and thanks to this angst
I done chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
'Cause that's 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 fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the
I'm frustrated cause ain't no 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 arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear full
You done every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
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 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 start calling you au jus

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

And these are like parrots
run around the house just like terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a like arrogance
Wild ever since the day I out I was like "merits, fuck that"
I'd rather be loud and I swearing
From the first album 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 opposition the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old
Often as I can and skim all them 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 strike and ignore the replies

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it again (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me my evil twin
He's just a 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 me an evil grin

back to the land of the living, my friend
You have for quite some time

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

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry
I'd ever left it to
Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered
since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met at Osborn
I'd make it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip and rap, used to mop floors
burgers and wash 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 them out the popcorn
Now I've been hip hop in its tip top
Since N.W.A. was blaring my car windows leaning on the horn
Screaming "fuck the police" like cop

Flipped rap on its ear I dropped coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that includes 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 tamer him
And I'm nuts, then again who the wants to plain Eminem?
But no insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was your again?

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

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow dancing in
You trying to hold hands your homie?
What? You I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
that 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 hurt
try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work
So are you, but broke 'cause you don't work

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