Yeah, trying to out the difference But I think I the lines are starting to get blurry
I'm in a strange I feel like when he gave up the game for his faith I like I'm caged in these chains and restraints every stranger in the place while I gaze into space 'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his
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 that's where most of my is based
Fuck your feelings, I feel I play for the Saints I just want to hurt you, aim for the 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 going all out in this rap shit and whatever the is I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fight
Prepare your and beware of bar stools flying through the air And bottles breaking, mirrors And I stopping 'til the swear jar's full You done every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall Oh my bad, And next time I show up in court be naked and square a lawsuit 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 sexy You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I start calling you au jus
all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo Evil twin, take beat now, it's on you" I believe people can change, but only for the I could've changed the world if it for this verse So Kmart chains panic 'Cause they even spin back the curse words 'Cause it works they're reversed, motherfucker
And these are like parrots run around the house just like terrorists "fuck, shit, fuck" Adult with a childish arrogance Wild since the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that" I'd be loud and I like swearing 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 part of And the felt 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 bored of his lines And that sort of where I'm at and the way I feel now like 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 my evil twin He's just a who pops up now and again (Evil twin) So blame me, blame him (Evil twin) I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil
Welcome back to the of the living, my friend You have for quite some time
So who's left? Lady Gaga? with the Bieber Nah, F with Christina, I ain't with either Jessica neither Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Tylenol 3's Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm and destined to never leave the Bedroom ever again like the legend of Heather My suicide notes, legible read the Bottom, it's signed by The said I never 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 Golly-wally I bet he Jesus Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was lean My destiny went on the steps, I met at Osborn I'd make it to sophomore I just wanted to school and rap, used to mop floors Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote trying to get props for 'em 'Cause I book-smarts 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 my car windows leaning on the horn Screaming "fuck the police" like cop
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 as I am I'm much tamer than him And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to Eminem? But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil (evil twin) Please come in, what was your name
Hi, Look back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled 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 and it's just small up there to Whitney, geez, just hit me That I should call the looney police to get me 'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody admit me Into a hospital with Britney
Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho Jose couldn't beat this rap, OJ no Hooray, I'm off the hook like Casey 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 an a-hole Eight and a base whether I'm off that instead of your face, ho Let low hand raise, yo
Tango, you think, ho? Slow dancing in You trying to hold hands with your What? You think I'm looking for 'cause I'm lonely? that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a tried to fuck me over, it won't 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 bullshit I hit a stride Still Shady inside, hair bit is dyed As it used to be when I first introduced to my skiddish side And blamed it on him when they to criticize we are the same, bitch