MIRRORMan (feat. Zenden Lavon, SCUZIII & Bloominous)
I said, Mirror Man
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
I said, Mirror Man
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
See I'd rather be a Jack of all trades than a Master of one
I ain't no master of none, but I be rapping for fun
I know you capping that's dumb
I keep my thoughts up in front
I hoped that I'd never stunt
But now people think I'm cool
Cuz I changed my whole groove
Cuzco Kinda rule
But this ain't what I do
When people ain't looking, man
I'm feeling really blue
Cuz I used to be green
Till I found a new scene
Ooh
I could be whoever I wanna be
And that's what scares me
Who am I anyway
I stop, in a heartbeat
Car seat, Headrest, got me
Nineteen in denial
And I ain't even trying
But these roads they try me
I've been awful, finding
Thoughts they often rhyming
Aught to spend time and realize what's got me winding
Up
The boy been stuck
I spent way too long trying not to give a
Want you to let me try
Demons in your eyes
Take me to paradise
Want you to let me try
Demons in your eyes
Take me to paradise
Screaming who am I
Hope your hurt inside
I'm paralyzed
I'm terrified
Can't even recognize
Your confessions
Your confessions
They bring me peace
I can't even breath
I don't need your grief
You won't leave me be
Lemme know, lemme know
Do you got self-control, self-control
Lemme know, lemme know
Do you got self-control, self-control
Tell me you're not alone, not alone
I said fuck it, I'm a dreamer
Who gon make you a believer
New day button up your T-shirt
How you supposed to stand tall when your knees hurt
Is this the life that you deserve
It's change, that's the keyword
I wanna be myself without no ones help
And I'll be by myself
Glass room and glasshouses
Don't wanna be where the crowd is
Why my judgment so clouded
I move the pain by the ounces
I mean, how many demons can you keep in a league
Maybe I'll leave at that, that ain't a friend that's leach
And I ain't talking bout blood suckas, they playing witcha
Your own reflection a false image, a fake picture
No paparazzi, just flash and a perfect copy
A counterfeit identity will you leave empty
Word to Jim Carrey man
Too many Truman's and the Masks
And I'm tripping man, yeah I'm tripping
I said, Mirror Man
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
I said, Mirror Man
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
Had to take it back to some older days
Found my spirit intact, this shit don't go away
Had to lay back, guess you don't know my fate
Been a long while, been running around trying to shoulder strength
I don't see them niggas flexing in they pictures no more
Fuck their feelings, I don't second guess decisions no more
Watch me get it nigga, I don't hear the paintings no more
Yall don't need a suit and tie to mind your business no more
In your feelings, no more
Back like I step up right back lil bitch
Told em just double my racks lil bitch
Fuck up a comma, it's running on
Hugging these trees, I'm an activist
Ion engage in no bummy shit
All of my team I am coming with
Cooking up shit like it Dexter's Lab
My niggas crowned and they had
Had to take it back to some older days
Found my spirit intact, this shit don't go away
Tell em lay back, It feel like Jordan days
I don't hear running their mouth, I just smoke okay
Hey
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
I said, Mirror Man
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
See I'd rather be a Jack of all trades than a Master of one
I ain't no master of none, but I be rapping for fun
I know you capping that's dumb
I keep my thoughts up in front
I hoped that I'd never stunt
But now people think I'm cool
Cuz I changed my whole groove
Cuzco Kinda rule
But this ain't what I do
When people ain't looking, man
I'm feeling really blue
Cuz I used to be green
Till I found a new scene
Ooh
I could be whoever I wanna be
And that's what scares me
Who am I anyway
I stop, in a heartbeat
Car seat, Headrest, got me
Nineteen in denial
And I ain't even trying
But these roads they try me
I've been awful, finding
Thoughts they often rhyming
Aught to spend time and realize what's got me winding
Up
The boy been stuck
I spent way too long trying not to give a
Want you to let me try
Demons in your eyes
Take me to paradise
Want you to let me try
Demons in your eyes
Take me to paradise
Screaming who am I
Hope your hurt inside
I'm paralyzed
I'm terrified
Can't even recognize
Your confessions
Your confessions
They bring me peace
I can't even breath
I don't need your grief
You won't leave me be
Lemme know, lemme know
Do you got self-control, self-control
Lemme know, lemme know
Do you got self-control, self-control
Tell me you're not alone, not alone
I said fuck it, I'm a dreamer
Who gon make you a believer
New day button up your T-shirt
How you supposed to stand tall when your knees hurt
Is this the life that you deserve
It's change, that's the keyword
I wanna be myself without no ones help
And I'll be by myself
Glass room and glasshouses
Don't wanna be where the crowd is
Why my judgment so clouded
I move the pain by the ounces
I mean, how many demons can you keep in a league
Maybe I'll leave at that, that ain't a friend that's leach
And I ain't talking bout blood suckas, they playing witcha
Your own reflection a false image, a fake picture
No paparazzi, just flash and a perfect copy
A counterfeit identity will you leave empty
Word to Jim Carrey man
Too many Truman's and the Masks
And I'm tripping man, yeah I'm tripping
I said, Mirror Man
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
I said, Mirror Man
I ain't no Mirror, Man
Faking and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
Had to take it back to some older days
Found my spirit intact, this shit don't go away
Had to lay back, guess you don't know my fate
Been a long while, been running around trying to shoulder strength
I don't see them niggas flexing in they pictures no more
Fuck their feelings, I don't second guess decisions no more
Watch me get it nigga, I don't hear the paintings no more
Yall don't need a suit and tie to mind your business no more
In your feelings, no more
Back like I step up right back lil bitch
Told em just double my racks lil bitch
Fuck up a comma, it's running on
Hugging these trees, I'm an activist
Ion engage in no bummy shit
All of my team I am coming with
Cooking up shit like it Dexter's Lab
My niggas crowned and they had
Had to take it back to some older days
Found my spirit intact, this shit don't go away
Tell em lay back, It feel like Jordan days
I don't hear running their mouth, I just smoke okay
Hey
Credits
Writer(s): Zenden Tripp
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