Lyrics Mirror - Topaz Jones , Leven Kali
Ladies
and
gentlemen
Pimps
and
prophets
Queens
and
dope
fiends
Hoes
and
hoteps
(right
on,
right
on,
right
on)
We
got
something
real
special
for
you
tonight
folks
Everybody
from
Uptown
to
the
South
End
Makin'
their
way
on
down
to
Lackawanna
Plaza
I
think
I'm
finally
finding
me,
my
whole
life
has
been
hide
and
seek
I
used
to
suffer
in
silence,
I
never
showed
you
that
side
of
me
Hypnotized
by
society,
all
the
people
I
tried
to
be
Gangsta,
geek,
or
guerilla,
I'll
let
you
peep
the
psychology
We
packed
five
in
a
Honda,
Origami
behind
the
seat
Smoking
strong
but
it
got
me
weak
'cause
this
pain
we
feel
chronically
I'm
a
star,
they
astonished,
I
never
studied
Astrology
I'm
too
pop,
I'm
too
polished
Or
I'm
too
Pac
in
my
policies
No
apologies,
bitch
(temperature
rising
we
mobbin'
deep)
I'm
my
poppa's
lil'
prodigy
and
my
Grand
momma
coddled
me
Said
I'm
born
to
be
funky
Baptized
in
pollock
or
collard
greens
Coulda
sworn
they
was
British,
niggas
would
die
for
this
pot
of
tea
As
for
me,
I
haven't
been
myself
at
all
lately
(at
all)
Runnin'
low
on
friends
to
call,
feel
like
they
all
hate
me
(goddman)
Switching
on
you
whenever
I
hit
the
call,
waitin'
Sipping
on
my
Kool-Aid
until
the
wall
breaking
Ooh,
grass
green
over
here
though
We
some
good
fellas,
so
I
need
my
dnero
(need
my
dinero)
Rain
come
down,
get
soaked
til'
it
clear
up
Ain't
no
clouds,
just
smoke
in
the
mirror
Mirror
Mirror,
mirror
on
the
wall
(wall)
Tell
me
who
the
realest
of
them
all
(ay,
yeah)
Just
open
your
eyes
Mirror,
mirror
on
the
wall
(wall)
Tell
me
who
the
realest
of
them
all
(uh)
Ooh
May
not
know
Look
in
the
mirror
Ooh
Just
open
your
eyes
Damn,
I
was
bad
when
I
was
younger,
y'all
(yeah)
1 Mirror
2 D. I. A. L.
3 Herringbone
4 Black Tame
5 Baba 70S
6 Amphetamines
7 Sourbelts
8 D. O. A.
9 Who?
10 Gold
11 Rich
12 Blue
13 Buggin'
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