Yeah, trying to figure out the But I think I think the are starting 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 these and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place I gaze into space 'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his
I need a change of pace 'cause the I'm working at is dangerous 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
Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the I just want to hurt you, aim for the Then aim for all these Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne'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 Backstreet Boys to call out and I'm going all out in this rap and whatever 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 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 Sarah Oh my bad, And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and a lawsuit Judge be like "That's sharp, how much motherfucker cost you?" ass, you lucky I don't 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 only for the I could've changed the world if it wasn't for verse So Kmart chains 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 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 swearing From the first album even the gals like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes" But my mouth was nightmare-ish
And from the start of it you felt like you a part of this And the opposition felt the Sometimes I listen and them old albums as I can and skim through all them bitches To make I keep 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 like I might just strike and ignore the replies
This comes 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 pops up now and (Evil twin) So don't 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 for quite some time
So who's left? Lady Gaga? with the Bieber Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking either Jessica neither Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker struck with the fever Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength 3's Feel like I'm to death, but I'm freezin' Bed-written and to never leave the Bedroom ever again the legend of Heather Ledger My suicide notes, legible read the Bottom, it's signed by The Lorraine said I never can her She'd sever my wiener I ever her
Fuck that shit, Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Mathers I'd left it to beaver Get them titties cut off trying to mess the cleaver Golly-wally I bet he registered Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 it was definite lean My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at 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 I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em
They were sleeping, I them stop snorin' Made them break out the Now I've been hip hop in its tip top Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows leaning on the Screaming "fuck the police" like cop
Flipped rap on its ear like I 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 crazy as I am I'm tamer than him And I'm nuts, again who the fuck wants to plain Eminem? But no one's insaner Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin) Please come in, what was name again?
Hi, Look who's back with a up his ass like a lobster crawled up there Two rabbits, a bear and a ball of hair And you're all I ain't got it all upstairs Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just up there Peace to Whitney, geez, hit me That I should call the police to come get me I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me Into a hospital with Britney
Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho Jose Baez couldn't beat rap, OJ no Hooray, I'm off the hook like Anthony 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? dancing in bowling You trying to hold hands your homie? What? You I'm looking for romance '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 me over, it won't hurt try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work So are you, but you're 'cause you don't work
But all bullshit I hit a stride Shady inside, hair every bit is dyed As it used to be when I first y'all to my skiddish side And it on him when they tried to criticize we are the same, bitch