Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

I'm in a strange
I feel like when 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
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 and thanks to this angst
I quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
'Cause that's most of my anger is based

your feelings, I feel 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 Boys 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, let's bar

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 called every woman a slut, but you Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I show up in court I'll be and square a lawsuit
be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you lucky I tear it off you
And jump your bones, you motherfucker
You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should calling you au jus

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck that shit,
Give up my for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
I'd ever it to beaver
Get titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite
My destiny on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
I'd make 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 book-smarts and for 'em

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

Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped
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, again who the fuck wants to plain Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was name again?

Hi,
Look who's with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of
And all aware I ain't got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an and it's just small up there
Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me
That I should call the looney police to get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally me
a mental hospital with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't beat rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the like Casey Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to 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 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 only when I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't
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 I hit a stride
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,