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 strange
I feel like Mase when he gave up the for his faith
I feel like I'm caged in these chains and
Grinning every stranger in the place while I 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 this and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and slowly roasting 'em
'Cause that's where of my anger is based

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

your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Marshall
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 that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I don't it off you
And jump your bones, you motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

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

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 I keep up with my competition, ha ha

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

This darkness in me (Evil twin)
it goes again (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that me it's my evil twin
just 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 gives me an grin

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

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

Fuck shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers
I'd ever left it to
Get them cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met 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 wrote trying to get props for 'em
'Cause I took and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping, I them stop snorin'
Made them out the popcorn
Now been hip hop in its tip top form
Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car leaning on the horn
"fuck the police" like cop porn

Flipped rap on its ear I dropped 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 3rd and that 4th spot's for?
And as as I am I'm much tamer than him
And I'm nuts, then again who the wants to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at evil grin (evil twin)
come in, what was your name again?

Hi,
Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster up there
Two rabbits, a bear and a ball of hair
And all aware I ain't got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I should call the looney to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the 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 like 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 bottom in an a-hole
Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of face, ho
Let your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow in bowling
You trying to hold hands with your
What? You think I'm looking for 'cause I'm lonely?
Change that tune, you ain't got chance to control me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a
Superman tried to fuck me over, it hurt
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 to be when I first introduced y'all to my skiddish side
And blamed it on him when they tried to
'Cause we are the same,