Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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

I a change of pace '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 turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is

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

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar flying through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors
And I ain't 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I don't it off you
And jump bones, you sexy motherfucker
You so gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus

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

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

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

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

darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that me it's my evil twin
He's a friend 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 slept for some time

So left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica
or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck 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 destined to leave the
Bedroom ever like the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely read the
Bottom, it's by The Joker
Lorraine said I can leave her
sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd ever left it to
Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd make it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip school and rap, to mop floors
Flip burgers and dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I book-smarts and swapped for 'em

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

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up
Two rabbits, a bear and a ball of hair
And you're all aware I ain't got it all
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 being the truth I somebody finally admit me
Into a mental with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't 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 in like an a-hole
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off 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 'cause I'm
Change that tune, you got remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm only when I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I work
So are you, but you're broke you don't work

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