Evil Twin
Eminem Song 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 mace when he gave up the game for his faith

I feel like I'm caged in these chains and 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 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 whack

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 battle sucka-duck, crawl out the back, its 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 (palin)

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're lucky I don't tear it off you

And jump your bones, you're sexy motherfucker

You're 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 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 k-mart chains panic

'cause they can't even spin back the curse words

'cause they're worse 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 nightmarish

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

[Hook]

There's darkness closing in (evil twin)

There it goes again (my evil twin),

It controls my pen (my evil twin),

But that ain't me, it's my evil twin

(Then I step out and see my evil twin he gives me an evil grin)

But he's just a friend (evil twin),

Who pops up now and again (again)

So don't blame me (evil twin)

Blame him, it's my evil twin

[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? mess 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 chloraseptic, excedrin, aleve or extra strength tylenol 3's

Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'

Bed-ridden and destined never to 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

Lorraine 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 a cleaver

Golly-wally I bet he registered jesus

Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 dresden it was definitely my destiny

When 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 coin

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's 3rd and that 4th spot's for?

And crazy as I am I'm much tamer than him

And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to 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 just small up there

Peace to whitney, geez, just hit me

That I should call the loony police to come get me

'cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish someone'd finally admit me

To 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 in like an 8-0-8

And a base whether we're fucking of that instead of your face, so

Let your low-end raise, yo

Tango, what you think, ho?

Slow dancing in the 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

Hoe, 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