Evil Twin Lyrics

[Intro]Yeah, trying to figure out the differenceBut I think.. I think the lines are starting to get blurry[Verse 1]I'm in a strange placeI feel like Mase when he gave up the game for his faithI feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraintsGrinning every stranger in the place while I gaze into spaceCause I'm mentally rearranging his faceI need a change of pace cause the pace I'm working at is dangerousThere's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angstI done quit chicken heads in cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'emCause that's where most of my anger is basedf*ck your feelings, I feel like I play for the SaintsI just want to hurt you, aim for the skanksThen aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake'sI'm frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wackI'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attackI'm going all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout isI'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fightPrepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the airAnd bottles breaking, mirrors alsoAnd I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's fullYou done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah, Marshall (Palin!)Oh my bad, slutAnd next time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuitJudge be like ''[?], how much that motherf*cker cost you?Smart ass, you lucky I don't tear it off youAnd jmp your bones, you sexy motherf*ckerYou so f*cking gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you [?]Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the [wazoo]Evil twin, take this beat now, it's on you''I believe people can change, but only for the worseI could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verseSo satanic [?] panicCause they can't even spin back the curse wordsCause they're worse when they're reversed, motherf*cker(I f*ck em - rape your mother)And these kids are like parrotsThey run around the house just like terroristsScreaming ''f*ck, shit, f*ck''Adult with a child is like arroganceWild ever since the day I came out I was like ''merits, f*ck that''I'd rather be loud and I like swearingFrom the first album even the gals were like ''tight [?], screamy eyes''But my f*cking mouth was nightmare-ishAnd from the start of it you felt like you were a part of thisAnd the opposition felt the oppositeSometimes I listen and revisit them old albumsOften as I can and skim through all them bitchesTo make sure I keep up with my competition[?] of beats, hoarder of rhymesBorderline genius who's bored of his linesAnd that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel nowFeel like I might just strike first and ignore the replies[Hook]This darkness comes in me(Evil twin)And comes againThat ain't meHe's just a friend who pops up now and againSo don't blame me, blame himI step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin[Interlude]Welcome back to the land of the living, my friendYou have slept for quite some time[Verse 2]So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the BieberNah, F with Christina, I ain't f*cking with either Jessica neitherSimpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the fever[?]Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'Bed-written and destined to never leave theBedroom ever again like the legend of Heather LedgerMy suicide notes, barely legible read theBottom, it's signed by The JokerLorena said I never can leave herShe'd sever my wiener I ever deceive herf*ck that shit, bitchGive up my dick for p*ssy, I'd be Jerry MathersI'ever left it at beaverGet them titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaverGolly-wally [?] registered JesusEver since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite leanMy destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at OsbornI'd never make it to sophomoreI just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floorsFlip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'emCause I took book-smarts and swapped for 'emThey was sleeping, I made them stop snorin'Made them break out the popcornNow I've been hip hop in its tip top formSince N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows leaning on the hornScreaming ''f*ck the police'' like cop pornFlipped rap on its ear like I dropped coinf*ck top 5, bitch, I'm top 4ANd that includes Biggie and Pac, whoreAnd I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's for?And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer than himAnd I'm nuts, then again who the f*ck wants a plain Eminem?But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)Please come in, what was your name again?Hi, faggotLook who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up thereTwo rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of hairAnd you're all aware I ain't got it all upstairsGuess that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up therePeace to Whitney, geez, just hit meThat I should call the looney police to come get meCause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit meInto a mental hospital with BritneyOh, LMFAO, no way, hoJose Baez couldn't beat this rap, OJ noHooray, I'm off the hook like Casey AnthonyHey ho, hey hoI sound like I'm trying to sing the chorus to f*cking hip hop hoorayNo, I'm hollering, you got bottom in like an a-holeEight and a base whether I'mf*cking off that instead of your face, hoLet your low hand raise, yoTango, what you think, ho?Slow dancing in the bowlingYou trying to hold hands with your homie?What? You think I'm looking for romance cause I'm lonely?Change that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control meHo, I'm only vulnerable when I got a bonerSuperman tried to f*ck me over, it won't hurtDon't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't workSo are you, but you're broke cause you don't workBut all bullshit aside I hit a strideStill Shady inside, hair every bit is dyedAs it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my skiddish sideAnd blamed it on him when they tried to criticizeCause we are the same, bitch

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