(verse 1) Yo, I guess I'm like Eminem, cause I got that evil twin that won't get off my back
He's known as the Maniac, I thought I could get rid of him for good, but that motherf**er hates good and wants to be understood
No matter how much I try to shake em with the pills, weed and liquor, that sh** just goes to waken him
(evil twin) Oh, you thought you could get rid of me! That sh** ain't gonna happen! I'll keep on rappin, about anything that comes to my mindset, this sh** any even got to make no God damn sense. I can take any words and just make em' rhyme, keep everyone in awe and even make some motherf**ers blind
With the bling that I bring, hatas be swallowing that spit… hopin I don't look their way cause my words will spray all over the f**in place!
(Good guy) ………………………