Who's that girl in the mirror, looking at me I swear I don't know how I got here, no, it's not clear You knocked me down from the blindside I couldn't
this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh that n-ggas know you can
mirror gon' notice back Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all? That ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all Mirror, mirror
I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it) The hairs were like wires going through my body I I that's how i That's how i I died (at that tower of babel
the mirror, like who can fuck with him? Young troublesome, that the ladies love! Packed show at the club, who said wait til 21? Asked who booked, promoter
pants Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his hands Till it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands (So who is it?) The fool who visits
that nigger Now, you got that nigger, now you got that nigger I'll show you how to really get you feels right X2 He might be the one who already know
be with both of us, mami actually I'm Eddie Kane Jr., that nigga me You want me to feel what he feel when it's tight And I know he don't be doing it
rocking B Sewing up like monopoly, nobody's stopping me Dig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's that? I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sack Who
books and magazines Craving the life You live in your dreams And I'm standing here Thinking that it's queer But fearing that I am the same You ask me how I feel
box I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks Fuck 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks Feelin' rebuffed, like you had that shot But
[XV] Could someone tell me who this is all for and why I'm on the mirrors edge running on walls for? 20 biddies, one of Vizzy, this sh-t is uncalled for
from people who don't know what it is I wish it was all fun and games But the price of fame is high And some can't pay the way Feel trapped in, what
mo' (right, right) and if I know that nigga Bo he checked a in mo {motel} [CJ Mac] Bo, hard nigga, who parted the game you didn't know that motherfuckas
'?' Well I'll show him who's really 'Bad' Paul, 'The way you make me feel' with these calls You should really take a look at the 'Man in the mirror'
words of this song) Or so we're told I never would a dreamed in a million years I'd see So many mothafuckin' people who feel like me Who share the same
I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading 'Cause I know where I've been
mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side [Eminem] I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see, So many motherfuckin' people who feel