Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Twin

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

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

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

Fuck your feelings, I like I play for the Saints
I just want to hurt you, aim for the
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the
I'm frustrated 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 the fallout is
I'm for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools through the air
And breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the jar's full
You done called woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad,
And next time I up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how much motherfucker cost you?"
Smart ass, you I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy
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 believe can change, but only for the worse
I could've changed the world if it for this verse
So satanic Kmart panic
'Cause they can't spin back the curse words
'Cause it works when reversed, motherfucker

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

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

Hogger of beats, hoarder of
Borderline genius who's of his lines
And that sort of defines 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 goes (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my evil
He's just a friend who up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't me, blame him (Evil twin)
I out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin

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

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

Fuck that shit,
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry
I'd ever left it to
Get them titties cut off trying to mess the cleaver
I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since Dresden it was definite lean
My destiny went on the steps, I met at Osborn
I'd never make it to
I just to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes to get props for 'em
'Cause I book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They sleeping, I made them stop snorin'
them break out the popcorn
Now been 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

rap on its ear like 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 that's 3rd and 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer him
And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to plain
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil (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 addict and just small up there
to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I call the looney police to come get me
'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish finally admit me
Into a mental with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
Jose Baez couldn't this rap, OJ no
Hooray, I'm off the hook like Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop
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 your low raise, yo

Tango, you think, ho?
Slow in bowling
You trying to hold hands your homie?
What? You think I'm for romance 'cause I'm lonely?
that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control 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 don't
So are you, but you're 'cause you don't work

But all bullshit aside I hit a
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 they tried to criticize
'Cause we are the same,