[ Lyrics ]
[Intro]
Yeah,
trying to figure out the difference
But I
think.. I think the lines are starting to get blurry
[Verse 1]
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 in 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, suck a duck, crawl out the back, 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 (Palin!)
Oh my bad,
slut
And next
time I show up in court I'll be naked and square 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 jmp
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 on 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
K-Mart chains panic
Cause they
can't even spin back the curse words
Cause
they're worse when they're reversed, motherfucker
(I fuck em
- rape your mother)
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
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
[Hook]
This
darkness comes in me
(Evil twin)
And comes
again
That ain't
me
He's just a
friend who pops up now and again
So don't
blame me, blame him
I step out
and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin
[Interlude]
Welcome
back to the land of the living, my friend
You have
slept for quite some time
[Verse 2]
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 struck with the fever
Get the
cloriseptic 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 Heather Ledger
My suicide
notes, barely legible read the
Bottom,
it's signed by The Joker
Lorena 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'ever left
it at 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, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em
Cause I
took book-smarts and swapped for 'em
They was
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 fucking chorus to hip hop hooray
No I’m
hollering you got bottom-end like an 808
And a
[bass] whether we’re fucking off that instead of your face, so
Let the low
end raise, yo
Tango, what
you think, ho?
Slow
dancing or 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 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 skittish side
And blamed
it on him when they tried to criticize
Cause we
are the same, bitch