The Mirror
Alone with my thoughts white knuckled at the memories
Of all the times I let it get the best of me
Stuck in a rut
Bound by my habits
Back against the wall
No chance to go at it
What makes a man, I don't know
Is it the way I ball my fists then throw
Is it the way I yell and grit my teeth
Is it the way that I bury it underneath
What makes a man, can you tell me
Is it the way I push down everything around me
Is it the way I lie and cheat and steal
Is it the way I don't know how to deal
YEAH, SNAP JUDGMENT MOTHER******
EAST BAY HARDCORE 2024
FROM THE FMT TO UC
FROM THE 510 TO YA FACE, HOE
WE COMIN' AT YOU LIVE, 'TILL THE DAY I DIE
Take it away, away from me
This stubbornness and pride
Biting from the inside
Get it away, far away from me
Anger built up and resentment for my enemies
When I look into the mirror, this is what I see
I don't recognize the man lookin' back at me
Is this a part of my reality
Or just a vision of the man that I refuse to be
What makes a man, I don't know
Is it the way I ball my fists then throw
Is the way I yell and grit my teeth
Is it the way that I bury it underneath
What makes a man, can you tell me
Is it the way I push down everything around me
Is it the way I lie and cheat and steal
Is it the way I don't know how to deal
Of all the times I let it get the best of me
Stuck in a rut
Bound by my habits
Back against the wall
No chance to go at it
What makes a man, I don't know
Is it the way I ball my fists then throw
Is it the way I yell and grit my teeth
Is it the way that I bury it underneath
What makes a man, can you tell me
Is it the way I push down everything around me
Is it the way I lie and cheat and steal
Is it the way I don't know how to deal
YEAH, SNAP JUDGMENT MOTHER******
EAST BAY HARDCORE 2024
FROM THE FMT TO UC
FROM THE 510 TO YA FACE, HOE
WE COMIN' AT YOU LIVE, 'TILL THE DAY I DIE
Take it away, away from me
This stubbornness and pride
Biting from the inside
Get it away, far away from me
Anger built up and resentment for my enemies
When I look into the mirror, this is what I see
I don't recognize the man lookin' back at me
Is this a part of my reality
Or just a vision of the man that I refuse to be
What makes a man, I don't know
Is it the way I ball my fists then throw
Is the way I yell and grit my teeth
Is it the way that I bury it underneath
What makes a man, can you tell me
Is it the way I push down everything around me
Is it the way I lie and cheat and steal
Is it the way I don't know how to deal
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Writer(s): Diego Escobedo, Angel Escobedo
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