let me recite this, spit masses to you in church so righteous, Massterz of the Univerze when you see the boy coming, your crew disperse turnin into bitches running, them dudes reversed check em out, in the mirror they clothes are tight but actually queer can't be themselves, can't be sincere Now they elves, i'm their overseer find oneself, be a, believer don't sell yourself, leave it to Beiber leave it to the speakers bumpin heaters, born leaders when the weaker turn ghost, release a stream of ether Bloody Mary in the mirror, bloodstained walls, I'm her realtor step back, care about rap lean forward and relax tell her forward, she's my whore cuz i'm hitting it from the back got yo back, but, life is what you make it like a mason instant persuasion when we dropped VaCaymans Amazing! Holy Cow! with the word rephrasing hell-raising, but the only ones worth praising Get a good look in the mirror… Get a good look in the mirror... Get a good look, open book, have no fear, take a look, in the mirror… in the mirror… in the mirror! Get a good look, open book, have no fear, take a look, in the mirror… in the mirror… in the mirror! Stare at your reflection no affection, nah, you don't love it make changes, trade faces ya squad so ugly chicago cubbies hardly makin ends meat, so crusty, so crummy only table scraps to eat i don't wanna be da dummy i'ma change my future bein' a loser ain't funny to a sense of humor in a stupor cuz yer suitors won't seduce ya sooner Oklahoma! more like Nova Scotia the coolest jeweler ice smoother than a Coca-Cola Worrrrddd! opposite, of sudoku opposite yourself's the mirror, it's enough to show you its no use, yer a bum with noone to go to addition by subtraction, we gon' take ya out taxin bars for ounces, i'ma take 2 pounds jacking ours for sounds, tryna take my style take a bow, this jacob found, that matchin X will take a while! Get a good look in the mirror… Get a good look in the mirror... Get a good look, open book, have no fear, take a look, in the mirror… in the mirror… in the mirror! let me recite this, spit masses to you in church so righteous, Massterz of the Univerze when you see the boy coming, your crew disperse turnin into bitches running, them dudes reversed check em out, in the mirror the pic worth looking at, no deceiver only play worth looking at, no receiver cuz I run this money, i'ma Gold Retriever check em out, in the mirror they clothes are tight but actually queer can't be themselves, can't be sincere Now they elves, i'm their overseer so dependent, they need someone unprecedented, X*C's unsung on the bass and the snare, and the Whiskuz drum for your face, and it's rare, when the deeds undone! Get a good look in the mirror… Get a good look in the mirror... Get a good look, open book, have no fear, take a look, in the mirror… in the mirror… in the mirror!

she doin' nicely, might be, right be, for your boy i do, u do, we do it like Nike, hyphy! slightly off the wall, feisty, might lose our psychy feeling highly, so if I'm seeming flighty I feel it's quite the sightsee, every chickie tiny to my baby girl, in the beginning of my diary you shine a smile on me, insides are butterflyin love lying in bed, not long island instead, for some icy glass of ice-tea, cold-hearted chicken-heads i take it out of the club, cuz all these chickies are sluttin' i wanna good girl, who gets freaky, when she know that she love me but she wasn't gonna give it up til I asked her to fuck me it's aggressive but she like it and we might get so excessive with sex, if she's suggestive the best is projected let the pills do the kills, so we need no protection seen these sloppy skanks, atop the ranks boobies run across your face, drop a hundred pay-for-your-own, not-what-the-stripper's son gets my golden oldie tried to take it back but these chickens act like they don't know me ha… they call me… phony, this shit is toll free target, stay on line, Missoni don't lose it like Naomi take my breathe away, Tay Zonday chocolate rain, body paint struttin, down the cat walk lookin like yourself, or someone like you… matchbox 20 she my pride and blessing, cuz that's sumthin lovely gotta keep this bridal in possession, like a scrum in rugby don't stop believing, Come on Eileen, you're a free-bird! it's all revealing, don't need Visine, just so you can see-clurr we don't even need to axx, unless you steal my cleaver all them hoes are trailer trash, don't need to see the teaser I bet your wondering how I knew this is how I grew ignorance plagued the brain, what do I know? this is all on you! ignorant bliss, isn't your intimate miss, getting intimate with, promiscuous dick fickle as shit, shit, i'ma get rid of this bitch I need to find a good girl, but i don't seem to know where to look I need to find a good girl, or her friends cuz she already took I need to find a good girl, not a hood girl, not a hoe bag, but you know that, I'ma get her, won't forget her she my throwback treasure *my golden oldie*

I gotta "Be" anything that they say my say don't mean anythang anyway "be!"… a lawyer or beneficiary destroyer in a military teacher or a proctor neither one prospers speak the word or gospel can't save em, never be a doctor! I can't fake this, never won an oscar y'all grouches can't hate this, never hung wit oscar thats how fresh i am, stepped out miam, flesh out i tanned, it's how i am! i'm an urbanite, i get fucked up but not fucked up, like em jersey types I heard he nice, but it don't pay ya don't say, cuz if it did… i'd prey, on the weak, better pray! ha! top of the food chain, money money money, they'll soon say we cheddar baked so easy to separate, yawl just vegetate we can kill ya for the hell of it, or we can levitate for heavens sake damn son, go be all you can be a militant, mercenary, fighting like we UFC i only do it cuz i'm doin' me not ruining in anguish, the language u kno fluently hurts meee, more than it hurts youuu to know that if i quit, we'd be cursed doomed witta recorder, got the new world order, get rid of the old odor threw on some perfume *sniff* *sniff* shit stank in here need to rearrange, make a change up in here fuck that image, in it to be X*Cell writings on the wall, you don't read it well be my all-star, u just seeing L's face your fall hard, i ain't hearing bells i'ma hit this hallmark, fucker, git well real soon, BEAT the shit outta ya, real tunes! rather BE myself, but i feel you

first instinct, is to think… is you cheating? around sneaking, now i'm thinking, why did you leave me? i start to pick myself apart, but still breathing the last thing you said was, I love your cd but then no response like we've grown apart need closure for lack of exposure, the fuck is goin on? you've known my heart, you attacking it by disappearin' actin' it your attractiveness a gift, now a myth no unwrapping it how long has this been goin on? how long have you been shaggin' it? still don't get an answer, throw a tantrum, i ain't havin' it! I'm handsome, your Maxim… material for magazines fuck you chick i'ma confront you chick with your lover, now yer busted but ya couldn't bust a dick cuz no evidence, no clues left hard to wage war, when you don't know the rules yet come back baby, i want ya ass home must be a reason for your leaving, a sad poem now a sad grownup, must reconcile it's time to own up, back on trial no message, notes, e-mails, or backup files coulda travelled half a mile, just to crack a smile just to feel exceptional, and respectable intentional you makes me feel like shit so intestinal! why baby? how could you backstab? havin me, lookin' thru flashbacks! but, can't find the moment where we crashed at like nasdaq backtrack, like inadequate halfbacks her side of the story, i'm now unveiling hear a knock at the door, who does she think she's playin now a bang at the door, like it's 2 assailants no consent for invasion, the dudes are rapists the break-ins ask for location, of yours truly in return for her life, her only duty just to say three words, he's in there! at the tip of her tongue, but didn't share now, down, to foul play, pulled down her underwear and did it, and did it, and did it, till they're outta there just for standing up for me, when i'm not around when they were done, pulled out the gun, and shot her down same pricks called my home and said check the cellar said "you'll be dead too" if you don't pay your debtor all the wrong things thunk, I should be shamed of put the blade to my wrist, time to meet my maker come back baby, i want ya ass home must be a reason for your leaving, a sad poem now a sad grownup, must reconcile it's time to own up, back on trial no message, notes, e-mails, or backup files coulda travelled half a mile, just to crack a smile just to feel exceptional, and respectable intentional you makes me feel like shit so intestinal why baby? how could you backstab? havin me, lookin' thru flashbacks but, can't find the moment where we crashed at like nasdaq cuz here you are lying in a trash bag