Mirror Man - Trapo

Tryna get through the meter’s time

And admission to survival

It’s hard to clear my mind

And it’s hard to leave them drugs all behind

When your stress level up constant

Sobriety’s a struggle and the real good

Women’s hard to find

And it’s hard to get a job, uh

Leanin on this bible

Still ain’t payin tides, though

Tired of being sidekick to hardship

Grew heartless

My enemies exposed

These poster copies of vacant rolls

Cuz when the curtain close and they reveal they self

They got some shit to hide, wanna kill they self

They wanna paint the wall with a nine to they dome

Won’t stay for long cuz they weak, play it smart to get ya paper long

I got a gang of dogs, my (?)

Where every (?) is a sicko

But if the streets raised him, that’ll erase him quicker

Than rottin' away in prison

Or findin' a pot to piss in

Part of the problem, who can I blame?

I blame it on the streets, like preach to him

Colors’ll leave a stain, what have we come across?

Oh yeah, aye

Room full of critics

No more room on my dick

I’m tunnel vision

Keep a foot on all these niggas and they women in submission

The mirror man is always lookin' for somebody he can Peter Pan

And slice and dice yo ass right out them skinny jeans you wear

I’m lookin for somebody in the crowd, or the family

Are you down?

Cuz if i pen it it’s surroun

Haters surroundin' ya spirit till you bow like «I dig it»

Right

Too freed up for commitment

And too cheap so we don’t spend shit on no collar

Ain’t no slave unless a 40 million dollar holla

Livin' for tomorrow and it’s

No harm, no foul

Stay in line, no out of bounds

And we can dance all night long

Turn off your phone and take a load off

No harm, no foul

Do I stay in the house or get a paper route?

How many made it out the town?

Filled with invisible blacks around like I’m in the school after caps and gowns

I’m a criminal due to lack of hours

Plot on killin' you to ensure the power

What have we come across?

Oh yeah, a room full of women

No more room, on my dick

I’m tunnel vision

Keep a foot on all these niggas and they women in submission

Don’t you forget it

No harm, no foul

And that’s until you push me to a limit

I’m not afraid to lay you down

You introverted and to some

You troubled girl

Flirtatious one, (?)

Don’t get involved

You introverted and to some

Flirtatious one

That’s why I came, that’s why I rang ya bell

This many times, I can’t explain why

Been losin' my mind, product of your rage

You need help and I ain’t judgin'

Your confidence deflate throughout the day, but know I love ya

Everyday’s a weight

My shoulder’s shruggin' and I tug it while I suffer through depression

And everyone I’m close with get the most of my aggression

Forgive me

As I travel through the city reflective to those who pity

Nobody feel sorry

‘Cause anybody that frowns is a target

Nobody feel the need to lend a hand

When I’m jammed and the car won’t start up

Pissed like I never should’ve bought it

I get out to push the whip while your life’s a carpool

I never had it easy

I never had it marbles

Marbles

Imma lose my mind if I want to

Swarmed in, stomp you out on the curb

'Cause I’m goin' through

Harmful words get exchanged

When you goin' through

Warned you first now my knuckles on the (?)

Kickin' up dirt when I peel out

The wheels smell like ribs (?)

Starin' out the window with a grin

Like I’m finna fuck the world, ditch the kid like my father

Funny, though he lives in our apartment

And ‘cause I grew up lookin' up to mama

‘Cause i grew up ventin' at my granny house

Sleepin' on my granny couch

‘Till she take a side, I’m thinkin' «Why I’m cussin Granny out?»

I’ve been tryna die, really

Cop lights flashin' out the window

Eyes dilate

No harm, no foul

Stay in line, no out of bounds

And we can dance all night long

Turn off your phone and take a load off

No harm, no foul

No harm, no foul

That’s why I came, that’s why I rang ya bell

This many times, I can’t explain why

Been losin' my mind, product of your rage

Maybe that’s why I came

That’s why I rang ya bell

This many times, I can’t explain why

Been losin' my mind, product of your rage

That’s why I came, that’s why I rang ya bell

This many times, I can’t explain why

I’m not afraid to ring ya bell

You introverted and to some

You troubled girl

Flirtatious one, (?)

Don’t get involved

You troubled girl

Flirtatious one

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