i suck at rapin yo Is fat, bald men decided to write songs And teach Mouseketeers to sing I'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors So she
You?re hand was wrapped around the bottle You?re arm wrapped around her waist You were running that full throttle Big smile upon your face You were the
you sell everything will be ok then you get dissed by the media and fans things never stay the same way they began I heard that some never give full to the fullest
me, run quickly now Run and hide away Run and hide today In a room in a castle full of faceless lovers I was cut and bleeding And the image in the mirror
still managed to gain a new perspective on the term "Surround yourself with greatness" Found myself standing in a room full of mirrors But even my reflections
't funny, it's all too real The room was full, the sky was black The bathroom, hear a crack, wolves roam in packs In the dinin' room, the chair rock
belts, had air bags for protection In her tank she loved to stash my tool I kept her full, super-unleaded fuel She had a room full of skirts and rims
I got your sister lickin' ass, suckin' hairy balls My occupation downfall and bringin' niggaz bad luck My name is Clifton Santiago salesman at the mall I'm full
it up Make a toast to yourself For surviving in a world that's so korrupt Agony was the feelin' when I saw his blood pouring Tragedy mess a man look in the mirror
' her in the bedroom, 9-1-1 'cause im not breathin' feelin like death is getting closer and I can't stop from secedein' Do I run to the mirror look at
a fuck, fuck X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is comin' for ya Run, hide, duck, duck We don't give a fuck, fuck Look in the mirror
It change daily baby How did you get the Mercedes and the Escalade lately How come its been trouble in the places you stayed lately The black cat affair A broken mirror
high I wanna get high Walking through campus with my backpack Bailin' to orientation So I can change the nation See many faces but none of 'em mirror
(E-40) Hey ah, which way should I steer ah The beat keeps knockin down my rear view mirror Pervin like a mothafucka swervin Hope I don't scrub in my '
people getting drunk A ceiling and a sky A bank that's full of promises A telephone that lies A visit from your doctor He crawls in through the door A mirror
I'll move the mountain to Mohammed scream my name from the top, And proclaim what I got, boy, so give me headroom, These clubs are full of more toys than
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid Have you seen dignity? Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors
shadows on the wall If the face in the mirror isn't you at all It's just another full moon It's just another full moon It's just another full moon