Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

I'm in a place
I feel like Mase when he gave up the for his faith
I feel like I'm caged in these chains and
every stranger in the place while I gaze into space
'Cause I'm mentally his face

I need a of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this and thanks to this angst
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 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 no more 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, a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah
Oh my bad,
And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a
Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that cost you?"
ass, you lucky I don't 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 them lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take this now, it's on you"
I people can change, but only for the worse
I could've changed the world if it for this verse
So satanic chains panic
'Cause can't even spin back the curse words
'Cause it works they're reversed, motherfucker

And kids are like parrots
They run around the house just terrorists
"fuck, shit, fuck"
Adult with a childish arrogance
Wild ever 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 gals were "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my fucking was nightmare-ish

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

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

This darkness in me (Evil twin)
Here it again (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen ain't me it's my evil twin
He's just a friend who pops up now and (Evil twin)
So don't blame me, him (Evil twin)
I step out and see my evil twin, he me an evil grin

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

So who's left? Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's
like 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 suicide notes, barely legible the
Bottom, it's by The Joker
Lorraine said I can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I deceive her

Fuck that shit,
Give up my for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd ever it to beaver
Get them titties cut off trying to mess the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since 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
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes to get props for 'em
I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They sleeping, I made them stop snorin'
Made them out the popcorn
Now been hip hop in its tip top form
N.W.A. was blaring 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 that 4th spot's
And as crazy as I am I'm tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to Eminem?
But no one's than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

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 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 the truth I wish somebody finally admit me
Into a mental hospital Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook Casey Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound 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 whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow dancing in
You trying to hold with your homie?
What? You think I'm looking for romance I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got chance to control me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable I got a boner
Superman 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 work

But all bullshit I hit a stride
Still 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 they to criticize
we are the same, bitch