Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Take a Look (In the Mirror), artist - Boot Camp Clik. Album song The Last Stand, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.07.2006
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Take a Look (In the Mirror) |
Why? |
Yeah, uh-huh, what you see? |
What you see? |
Uh-huh, uh-huh, who dat? |
Damn, how does it feel to see shit change |
Like the season? |
For no reason, you out of range |
It’s strange how time go by |
Like tick-tick-tock and you don’t know why |
(Why ask why? I live everyday like my last |
Take a second, get in check with that nigga in the glass |
What he think, how he move, is he ready for action? |
In the streets when you snoop, then you soon get a casket) |
The tactics, never throw rocks at a glass house |
Mind over matter, no matter who spaz out |
'Cause you could do a ten-to-lifer |
Pretendin' life ain’t worth it, but you know that you’re hurtin' |
(That's why I stay puttin' work in, hood hurtin', some hungry |
Out late, trey-eighty, crazy for that blood money |
Take this quote from the Book of Life from me |
Love hella right, sonny, life ain’t all that funny, when you…) |
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Ain’t near 'nother like me, that’s one with the streets |
Blow on the mic, become one with the beats |
Can’t change who I be, you get what you see |
Only one way to do it, and that’s B-I-G |
(Look, to the day I D, just remember me |
Blow a chronic sack, down some Hennessy |
Life is a hustle, we buck you for money |
I might crack a smile, but ain’t a damn thing funny) |
I shoot the dice, I holler «Get 'em girls», all my niggas twirl |
Up the pissy and the swishy, this is Smokey’s world |
(Stackin' like a hustler, run a good run for two years |
Now he got two stores in laundromats, ooh yeah |
So wash the dirty off, 'cause if the boy’s burned out |
Dinner’s gonna be…) |
Since I left the smoke alone, you know my hustle got stronger |
Team got more guns, our money got longer |
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Hey yo, Black African rap, slap your naps with the back of the gat |
And smoke a spliff where I traffic the crack |
Y’all niggas can’t rhyme, y’all more like a amateur show |
Get out of line and the hammer will blow |
Goddamn it, the flow have' niggas sayin' «He's so nice» |
Supernatural the shit, pa, Rico Price |
I’m an African readin' 'bout Stephen Biko’s life |
You an addict and thinkin' 'bout how you beat yo wife |
Listen, that’s my word, Sean the best rapper you ever heard |
That be spittin' that, this and the third |
Don’t make me click-clack, put your six-pack on the curb |
It is what it is then, and that’s what you deserve |
Sean is the shit, fuck it, you want a assist |
I throw you the pass, bank shot, two off the glass, bam, bam |
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