Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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

Fuck your feelings, I feel I play for the Saints
I just to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay'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 this rap and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying the air
And breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every 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
be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I tear it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

And these kids are like
They run the house 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 like
From the first album even the were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my mouth was nightmare-ish

And from the start of it you felt like you were a part of
And the felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old
Often as I can and skim all them bitches
To make sure I keep up 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 like I might strike first and ignore the replies

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my twin
He's just a friend who up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't me, blame 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 slept for quite some time

So who's left? Lady Gaga? with the Bieber
Nah, F Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm
Bed-written and to never leave the
Bedroom ever again the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, legible read the
Bottom, it's by The Joker
said I never can leave her
She'd sever my I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd ever it to beaver
Get titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd never it to sophomore
I wanted 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 them stop snorin'
them break out the popcorn
Now I've hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows leaning on the
"fuck the police" like cop porn

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 think that's 3rd and that 4th for?
And as as I am I'm much tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

Hi,
Look back 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 aware I got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an addict and just small up there
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I should call the looney to come get me
I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental hospital with

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose 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
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off instead of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You trying to hold hands with your
What? You think I'm looking for romance I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got remote chance to me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable I got a boner
tried to fuck me over, it won't hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't
So are you, but broke 'cause you don't work

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