Reflection
Take a trip through my mind
See what you find
Yo what you want from me
Am I not who I'm supposed to be
I'm the white aka the nice guy
I'm just lookin for some company
You can come right in and sit down
Imma hit you with some shit now
I'm not an Eminem knock off
I can knock your socks off
That's where I get my rocks off
Just so I can bust on her face
I can spit bars for days
Do this as long as it pays
And as long as it takes
It's a sign that I spit to the grave
You fucking a lame
I'm fucking insane
Bron goin tough in the paint
But I'm still in pain like Kurt Cobain
When did life get so damn complicated
22 still hitting all the stages
I'm still outrageous
Truly truly outrageous
I am courageous
Fuck what your name is
I will not stop till I'm famous
Scribble it down and then frame it
Super bowl 3 and my name is Joe Namath
I'm calling you out
I am the underdog there's no doubt
Wow
And you know I'm never down for the count
Just telling you word of the mouth
Look for your heart cause I'm tearing it out
Open and sticking my dick in your mouth
It's my house
I've been smoking this bud call it cottonmouth
I spit venom like a cotton mouth
Never heard a word you said boy
What the fuck are you talking about
It's reflection time
Study my raps while I'm spitting these lines
Just look at the signs
Here it through the grapevine
Just know I'm going in the meantime
Imma show up
Blow up
Everyone here acting like they know us
Everyone here acting like they roll up
Until they see us when we pull up
Hold up
I'm a lyrical monster
I'm next up to bat check the roster
I smoke like a rasta
Flow like it's lava
Scream it out loud at the opera
Take a bow it's an honor
Then smoke a wand Harry Potter
Blunt's getting hotter and hotter
Bout to explode
Now get to the chopper
Stop with the nonsense
Think of the concept
Look at my process
Look at the progress
Money's no object
Look at the project
Look at the competition
There's no contest
Put my name on the map
Take a chance on this rap
And maybe we'll have one more reason to bring it back
Yo
All the weed that I've blown
Getting cloudier than the ozone
While my flow is ice like Frozone
Your ass had better get grown
Before you try to take my own throne from me
But if you feeling a little lucky
You can try to touch me
You might leave a little bloody
And your girl might come over cause she trying to fuck me
You and I
Fuck you
We're not buddy buddy
I'm the damn lead role
You my understudy
I'm laughing my ass off cause this shit is funny
And when I spit it so sick
My nose runny
Don't ever count me out
Man I'm something for your friends just to talk about
Before I knock em out
And make their head spin around like a roundabout
No doubt
It's reflection time
Study my raps while I'm spitting these lines
Just look at the signs
Here it through the grapevine
Just know I'm going in the meantime
Imma show up
Blow up
Everyone here acting like they know us
Everyone here acting like they roll up
Until they see us when we pull up
Hold up
Hold up
See what you find
Yo what you want from me
Am I not who I'm supposed to be
I'm the white aka the nice guy
I'm just lookin for some company
You can come right in and sit down
Imma hit you with some shit now
I'm not an Eminem knock off
I can knock your socks off
That's where I get my rocks off
Just so I can bust on her face
I can spit bars for days
Do this as long as it pays
And as long as it takes
It's a sign that I spit to the grave
You fucking a lame
I'm fucking insane
Bron goin tough in the paint
But I'm still in pain like Kurt Cobain
When did life get so damn complicated
22 still hitting all the stages
I'm still outrageous
Truly truly outrageous
I am courageous
Fuck what your name is
I will not stop till I'm famous
Scribble it down and then frame it
Super bowl 3 and my name is Joe Namath
I'm calling you out
I am the underdog there's no doubt
Wow
And you know I'm never down for the count
Just telling you word of the mouth
Look for your heart cause I'm tearing it out
Open and sticking my dick in your mouth
It's my house
I've been smoking this bud call it cottonmouth
I spit venom like a cotton mouth
Never heard a word you said boy
What the fuck are you talking about
It's reflection time
Study my raps while I'm spitting these lines
Just look at the signs
Here it through the grapevine
Just know I'm going in the meantime
Imma show up
Blow up
Everyone here acting like they know us
Everyone here acting like they roll up
Until they see us when we pull up
Hold up
I'm a lyrical monster
I'm next up to bat check the roster
I smoke like a rasta
Flow like it's lava
Scream it out loud at the opera
Take a bow it's an honor
Then smoke a wand Harry Potter
Blunt's getting hotter and hotter
Bout to explode
Now get to the chopper
Stop with the nonsense
Think of the concept
Look at my process
Look at the progress
Money's no object
Look at the project
Look at the competition
There's no contest
Put my name on the map
Take a chance on this rap
And maybe we'll have one more reason to bring it back
Yo
All the weed that I've blown
Getting cloudier than the ozone
While my flow is ice like Frozone
Your ass had better get grown
Before you try to take my own throne from me
But if you feeling a little lucky
You can try to touch me
You might leave a little bloody
And your girl might come over cause she trying to fuck me
You and I
Fuck you
We're not buddy buddy
I'm the damn lead role
You my understudy
I'm laughing my ass off cause this shit is funny
And when I spit it so sick
My nose runny
Don't ever count me out
Man I'm something for your friends just to talk about
Before I knock em out
And make their head spin around like a roundabout
No doubt
It's reflection time
Study my raps while I'm spitting these lines
Just look at the signs
Here it through the grapevine
Just know I'm going in the meantime
Imma show up
Blow up
Everyone here acting like they know us
Everyone here acting like they roll up
Until they see us when we pull up
Hold up
Hold up
Credits
Writer(s): Duke Ellington
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.