Evil Twin de Eminem

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 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 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 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

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

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 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 whether we’re fucking off that instead of your face, so
Let your 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

Sí, intentando entender la diferencia
Pero creo que... creo que las líneas están empezando a difuminarse

Estoy en un lugar extraño
Me siento como Mase cuando dejó el juego por su fe
Siento que estoy encerrado en estas cadenas y restricciones
Sonriendo a cada extraño en el lugar mientras veo al vacío
Porque estoy reorganizando mentalmente su cara
Necesito un cambio de ritmo porque el ritmo al que trabajo es peligroso
No hay ningún lugar donde liberar esta ira y gracias a esta angustia
He dejado a las chicas fáciles de lado de golpe
y he empezado a asarlas lentamente
Porque ahí es donde se basa la mayor parte de mi rabia
A mí me importa una mierda tus sentimientos, me siento como si jugara para los Saints
Solo quiero hacerte daño, apuntar a las estúpidas
Luego apuntar a todos estos falsos Kanye, Jay, Wayne y Drake
Estoy frustrado porque ya no hay más N'Sync, ahora estoy completamente desquiciado
No tengo más Backstreet Boys para llamar y atacar
Voy con todo en esta movida del rap y sea cual sea la consecuencia,
Estoy preparado para batallas, sube como un pato, sal por atrás, pelea de bar
Prepara tu arsenal y ten cuidado con los taburetes volando por el aire
Y botellas rompiéndose, espejos también
Y no pararé hasta que el tarro de las palabrotas esté lleno
Has llamado a cada mujer puta, pero olvidaste a Sarah, Marshall (¡Palin!)
Oh, perdón, puta
Y la próxima vez que aparezca en el tribunal iré desnudo y presentaré una demanda
El juez dirá: "eso está afilado, cuánto te costó ese condenado?
Listillo, tienes suerte de que no te lo arranque
y salte sobre ti, sexy hijo de puta
Eres tan jodidamente delicioso, Marshall; debería empezar a llamarte au jus
Porque todo lo que haces es escupir letras por un tubo
Gemelo malvado, toma este ritmo ahora; eres tú''
Creo que la gente puede cambiar, pero solo para peor
Podría haber cambiado el mundo si no fuera por este verso
Así que cadenas satánicas de K-Mart entran en pánico
Porque ni siquiera pueden volver las palabras malditas
Porque son peores cuando se invierten; hijo de perra,
(Te jodo - violaré a tu madre)
Y estos niños son como loros
Corren por la casa como terroristas
Gritando "joder", "mierda", "joder"
Adultos con una arrogancia infantil
Salvaje desde el día en que nací; fui como "méritos; joder eso"
Preferiría ser ruidoso y me gusta maldecir
Desde el primer álbum incluso las chicas decían "letras geniales; ojos soñadores"
Pero mi jodida boca era aterradora < br/e>Y desde el principio sentías como si fueras parte de esto
<>Y la oposición sentía lo contrario <>A veces escucho y revisito esos viejos álbumes <>Tanto como puedo y paso rápido por todas esas perras <>Para asegurarme de mantenerme al día con mi competencia <>Acaparador de ritmos; acaparador de rimas <>Genio al borde cansado de sus líneas <>Y eso define dónde estoy ahora mismo y cómo me siento <>Siento que podría golpear primero e ignorar las respuestas

Esta oscuridad viene dentro de mí <> (gemelo malvado) <> Y vuelve otra vez <> Eso no soy yo <> Solo es un amigo que aparece de vez en cuando<>Así que no me culpes; culpa a él<>Salgo y veo a mi gemelo malvado , me sonríe malignamente

Bienvenido de nuevo al país de los vivos , amigo mío<>Has estado durmiendo durante bastante tiempo

Quién queda? Lady Gaga ? Te metiste con Bieber?<>Nah , déjalo con Christina ; no voy con ninguna Jessica tampoco<>Simpson o Alba ; mis álbumes son más enfermos que alguien atrapado por la fiebre<>Consigue cloroseptico Excedrin Aleve o Tylenol extra fuerte