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Eminem- Evil Twin
- Yeah, trying to figure out the difference
- But I think I think the lines are starting to get blurry
- I'm in a strange place
- I feel like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith
- I feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraints
- Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze into space
- 'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his face
- I need a change of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous
- There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angst
- I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em
- 'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
- Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
- I just want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
- Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
- I'm frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
- I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
- I'm going all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is
- I'm strapped for battles, sucka duck, crawl out the back, it's a bar fight
- Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
- And bottles breaking, mirrors also
- And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full
- You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
- Oh my bad, slut
- And next time I show up to court I'll be naked and just wear a lawsuit
- Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?
- Smart ass, you lucky I don't tear it off you
- And jump your bones, you sexy motherfucker
- You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus
- 'Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo"
- (Evil twin, take this beat now, it's all you)
- I believe people can change, but only for the worse
- I could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verse
- So satanic Kmart chains panic
- 'Cause they can't even spin back the curse words
- 'Cause it works when they're reversed, motherfucker
- (Rape your mother, kill your parents)
- And these kids are like parrots
- They run around the house just like terrorists
- Screaming "fuck, shit, fuck"
- Adult with a childish like arrogance
- Wild ever since the day I came out I was like "Merits? Fuck that!
- I'd rather be loud and I like swearing."
- From the first album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
- But my fucking mouth was nightmare ish
- And from the start of it you felt like you were a part of this
- And the opposition felt the opposite
- Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums
- Often as I can and skim through all them bitches
- To make sure I keep up with my competition, ha ha
- Hogger of beats, hoarder of rhymes
- Borderline genius who's bored of his lines
- And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
- Feel like I might just strike first and ignore the replies
- There's darkness closing in (Evil twin)
- There it goes again (Evil twin)
- It controls my pen, but that ain't me, it's my evil twin
- (I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin)
- He's just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
- So don't blame me, just blame him (Evil twin)
- It's my evil twin
- (I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin)
- Welcome back to the land of the living, my friend
- You have slept for quite some time
- So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
- Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica neither
- Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than strep with the fever
- Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's
- Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'
- Bed ridden and destined to never leave the
- Bedroom ever again like the legend of Heath er Ledger
- My suicide notes, barely legible read the
- Bottom, it's signed by The Joker
- Loraina said I never can leave her
- She'd sever my wiener I ever deceive her
- Fuck that shit, bitch
- Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers
- I'd ever left it to beaver
- Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
- Golly wally I bet he registered Jesus
- Ever since 1 9 9 4 6 Dresden it was definite lean
- My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn
- I'd never make it to sophomore
- I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
- Flip burgers and wash dishes while I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
- 'Cause I took book smarts and swapped for 'em
- They were sleeping, I made them stop snorin'
- Made them break out the popcorn
- Now I've been hip hop in its tip top form
- Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows leaning on the horn
- Screaming "fuck the police" like cop porn
- Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped corn
- Fuck top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
- And that includes Biggie and Pac, whore
- And 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 him
- And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck 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, faggot
- Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
- Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of hair
- And you're all aware I ain't got it all upstairs
- Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up there
- Peace to Whitney, geez, just hit me
- That I should call the looney police to come get me
- 'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me
- Into a mental hospital with Britney
- Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho
- Jose Baez couldn't beat this rap, OJ no
- Hooray, I'm off the hook like Casey Anthony
- Hey ho, hey ho
- I sound like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
- No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in like an eight o
- Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho
- Let your low end raise, yo
- Tango, what you think, ho?
- Slow dancing in bowling
- You 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 a remote chance to control me
- Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a boner
- Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't hurt
- Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work
- So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't work
- But all bullshit aside I hit a stride
- Still Shady inside, hair every bit is dyed
- As it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my skiddish side
- And blamed it on him when they tried to criticize
- 'Cause we are the same, bitch
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