Evil Twin

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

And these chains are restraints

Grimming 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 roastin em

'Cause that's where most of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings

I feel like I play for the Saints

I just wanna hurt you

Aim for the skanks

The name for all these fake Kanye's

Jay-zs, Waynes and the Drakes

I'm frustrated 'cause hey

No more N' Sync now I'm all outta whack

I'm all out of Backstreet Boys

To call out and attack

I'm going all out on this rap shit

And whatever the fallout is

Some strap or battle suck a duck

Crawl out the back to bar fight

Prepare your arsenal

And beware of bar stools flying through the air

And bottles breaking, mirrors also

And I ain't stopping until the swearing jar is full

You done called every woman a slut

But your forgetting Sarah, Marshall

Oh my bad, slut

And next time I show up in court, I'll be naked

And just wear a law suit

Judge be like, that's sharp

How much did that motherfucker cost you?

Smart ass, you're lucky I don't tear it off you

But you can bounce you sexy motherfucker

You so fucking gravy Marshall

I should start calling you au jus

'Cause all's 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 worse

I could have changed the world

If it wasn't for this verse

So satanic, Kmart's chains panic

'Cause they can't even

Spin back the curse words

'Cause it works when they're 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

Wowed 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 nightmarish

And from the start

I bet you felt like you were a part of this

And opposition felt the opposite

Sometimes I listen

And revisit them old albums often

As I can and skim through all them bitches

And 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)

Here it goes again (Evil twin)

If you chose my pen (Evil Twin)

That ain't me, it's my evil twin

He's just a friend who pops up now and again

So don't blame me

Blame him, my evil twin

Welcome back to the land of the living my friend

You have slept for quite some time

So who's left, Lady Gaga?

Mess with the Bieber, nah

F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either

Jessica neither

Simpson or Alba, my album's just sicker

Than strep with a beat

Go get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin

Aleve or Extra-Strength Tylenol 3's

Feel like I'm burning to death but I'm freezing

Bed ridden and destined to never leave

The bedroom ever again

Like the legend of Heath, uh

Ledger, my suicide notes barely legible

Read the bottom, it's signed by the Joker

Lorena said I can never leave her

He'll sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck that shit bitch, give up my dick for pussy

I'll be Jerry Mathers

I ever left it to Beaver

Get them titties cut off, try to mess with a cleaver

Golly wolly, I vent heat, register Jesus

Even since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden

It was definitely my destiny

When on the steps met Deshaun and Osbourne

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

Tryna get props for 'em

'Cause I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They were sleeping I made 'em stop snoring

Made 'em break out the popcorn

Now I've been hip-hopping as tip top form

Since N.W.A. was blaring

Through my car window's leaning on the horn

Screaming, fuck the police

Like cop porn

Flipped rap on it's 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 the fuck you think

That third and fourth spot's for?

And 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 don't got it all upstairs

Guess that's why I'm an addict

And it's so small up there

Peace to Whitney, geez, it just hit me

That I should call the looney police

To come and get me

'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth

I wish someone would finally admit me

To a mental hospital with Britney, oh!

LMFAO, no way Jose

Baez couldn't beat this rap, O.J. no

Hooray I'm off the hook like Casey Anthony

Hey ho (Hey ho!)

I sound like I'm trying to sing the fucking chorus

To Hip-Hop Hooray, no

I'm hollering, you got bottom-end like an 8-0

8 and I base whether

We're fucking off that instead of your face so

Let your low end raise yo

Tango, what you think ho, slow dance or bowling

You tryna 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 ha, ha

But all bullshit aside, I hit a stride

Still Shady inside

Hair every bit as dyed as it used to be

When I first

Introduced you all to my skittish side

And blamed it on him

When they tried to criticize

'Cause we are the same, bitch