Yeah, trying to figure out the difference
But I think I think the lines are starting to get blurry
Im in a strange place
I feel like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith
I feel like Im caged in these chains and restraints
Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze into space
Cause Im mentally rearranging his face
I need a change of pace cause the pace Im working at is dangerous
Theres nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting em
Cause thats 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 Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
Im frustrated cause aint no more NSync, now Im all out of wack
Im all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
Im going all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is
Im strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, lets bar fight
Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors also
And I aint stopping til the swear jars full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad, slut
And next time I show up in court Ill be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be like Thats sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?
Smart ass, you lucky I dont 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, its on you
I believe people can change, but only for the worse
I couldve changed the world if it wasnt for this verse
So satanic Kmart chains panic
Cause they cant even spin back the curse words
Cause it works when theyre reversed, motherfucker
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
Id 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 whos bored of his lines
And that sort of defines where Im at and the way I feel now
Feel like I might just strike first and ignore the replies
This darkness comes in me (Evil twin)
Here it goes again (Evil twin)
If you chose my pen that aint me its my evil twin
Hes just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So dont blame me, blame him (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 whos left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber
Nah, F with Christina, I aint fucking with either Jessica neither
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength Tylenol 3s
Feel like Im burning to death, but Im freezin
Bed-written and destined to never leave the
Bedroom ever again like the legend of Heather Ledger
My suicide notes, barely legible read the
Bottom, its signed by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can leave her
Shed sever my wiener I ever deceive her
Fuck that shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, Id be Jerry Mathers
Id 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
Id never make it to sophomore
I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floors
Flip burgers and wash dishes, but 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 Ive 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 coin
Fuck top 5, bitch, Im top 4
And that includes Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think thats 3rd and that 4th spots for?
And as crazy as I am Im much tamer than him
And Im nuts, then again who the fuck wants to plain Eminem?
But no ones insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was your name again?
Hi, faggot
Look whos back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there
Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of hair
And youre all aware I aint got it all upstairs
Guess thats why Im an addict and its just small up there
Peace to Whitney, geez, just hit me
That I should call the looney police to come get me
Cause Im 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 couldnt beat this rap, OJ no
Hooray, Im off the hook like Casey Anthony
Hey ho, hey ho
I sound like Im trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray
No, Im hollering, you got bottom in like an a-hole
Eight and a base whether Im fucking off that instead of your face, ho
Let your low hand raise, yo
Tango, what you think, ho?
Slow dancing in bowling
You trying to hold hands with your homie?
What? You think Im looking for romance cause Im lonely?
Change that tune, you aint got remote chance to control me
Ho, Im only vulnerable when I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it wont hurt
Dont try to fix me, Im broke so I dont work
So are you, but youre broke cause you dont 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 yall to my skiddish side
And blamed it on him when they tried to criticize
Cause we are the same, bitch