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 strange
I feel like Mase when he up the game for his faith
I feel like I'm caged in these and restraints
Grinning stranger in the place while I gaze into space
I'm mentally rearranging his face

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

Fuck your feelings, I like I play for the Saints
I want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
I'm cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
I'm all out of Backstreet to call out and attack
I'm all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is
I'm strapped for battles, a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

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

'Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the
Evil twin, take this beat now, on you"
I believe can change, but only for the worse
I changed the world if it wasn't for this verse
So satanic Kmart chains
they 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 ever since the day I 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 fucking mouth was

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

Hogger of beats, of rhymes
Borderline genius who's bored of his
And that of defines where 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 that ain't me it's my 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 gives me an grin

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

So who's left? Lady Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the
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 never the
Bedroom ever like the legend of Heather Ledger
My notes, barely legible read the
Bottom, it's signed by The
Lorraine I never 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 titties 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 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 and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I made them stop
Made them break out the
Now I've hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was through my car windows leaning on the horn
Screaming "fuck the police" like cop

Flipped rap on its ear like I coin
top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And includes Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's
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, look at evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster up there
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a 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 with 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 like I'm to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, I'm hollering, you got in like an a-hole
and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow in bowling
You trying to hold hands your homie?
What? You think I'm looking for 'cause I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got remote chance to me
Ho, I'm vulnerable when I got a boner
tried 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 don't

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 when they to criticize
'Cause we are the same,