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

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

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I for the Saints
I want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne'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 Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in rap shit and whatever the fallout is
I'm for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors
And I ain't stopping the swear jar's full
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 spit lyrics out the wazoo
Evil twin, take this beat now, on you"
I people can change, but only for the worse
I changed the world if it wasn't for this verse
So satanic Kmart chains
'Cause can't even spin back the curse words
it works when they're reversed, motherfucker

And these kids are like
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 like "merits, that"
I'd rather be and I like swearing
From the first album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, eyes"
But my mouth was nightmare-ish

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

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

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

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

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

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

They were sleeping, I made stop 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
Screaming "fuck the police" cop porn

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

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala 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 it's just up there
Peace to Whitney, geez, 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 Baez couldn't 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 off that instead of your face, ho
Let low hand raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
dancing in bowling
You to hold hands 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 vulnerable when I got a
Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you work

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