[Verse 1] Marcus fucking Hopson, my guy, what up? Don't mean to intervene How are things going? Talk to me, how you livin' G? You look so confused right now Do you remember me? 'Cause I've been with you since a teen, fuckin' you up mentally I love it (I do) stayin' inside your head, where the rent is free I'm just here to make sure you keep all your crazy tendencies Look at yourself in disbelief, struggle with your identity Stuck in depression until you diagnosed with it clinically How's your love life? It's still a trifling mess? Nigga you thirty-five, you haven't found a wifey yet? I mean, if I was you would I be stressed? Y-E-S I guess a mail-order bride is nice, it might be best So how did you manage to get rich, yet be so empty? Constantly stuck in a deep old frenzy Maybe your ego ain't eco-friendly Bro you got a life that we don't envy And I bet suicide must be so tempting, do it
[Chorus] Wait, hold up (Damn) Fuck's wrong with me? I can't leave me alone with me I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?" It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror Wait, hold up (Shit) Stop controlling me I don't know who I'm supposed to be I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?" It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror [Verse 2] So how's the rap life? Do people enjoy your music? Or you still spitting that bullshit to destroy the youth with? Be honest, you live in the shadow of Joyner Lucas (Oh-oh) You jealous? I know that you are, my point is proven Fuck happened to you? You was spittin' so cold, you was the Ill Mind of Hopsin on the list with the GOATs Then you fell off, you should've took a different approach (Aw) I hate to say it, but you'll never be like Kendrick or Cole, nigga It's fucked up, that isn't fair, Marcus I'm hoping that God will answer your prayers, Marcus But even if he does the chances are rare that you'll have hands in the air headlining Madison Square Garden Nigga put the mic' down, don't you fight this fight 'Cause you the corny rapper only weird white kids like So every time the blogs post you, the comments gon' roast you I would rather be dead than be caught livin' in your shoes
[Chorus] Wait, hold up (I'm tripping) Fuck's wrong with me? I can't leave me alone with me I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?" It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror Wait, hold up (Please stop) Stop controlling me I don't know who I'm supposed to be I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?" It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror [Verse 3] Aight, I got an idea, I'll tell you how it works It's gonna sound a little outrageous, but hear me out first You turn your phone off for two weeks And start an outburst of worried family members, which leads to a local town search But when they find you, you're dead inside of your crib With a letter that says goodbye to your kid But you don't get to see him anyway 'cause your ex is wildin' and shit So in his little head it's like you already died, it's a trip While you reside in Heaven or Hell, which ever side that it is Your baby mom's a regret, that shit you never tried to get fixed If you're alive, chances are she'll never try to repent I'm just tryna show you ways to exercise your revenge All you want is love, right? Well, you gon' have to get some balls Shoot your fuckin' brains out until they splat against the walls I mean it has to hit the blogs and all your fans will get involved And you'll be missed, 'cause people don't know what they have until it's lost Hug your dad and kiss your mom before this transition is done into the new life Your current one is trash, it isn't fun Yeah everybody got problems and we all fightin' this big war But your problems are different, you got nothin' to live for
[Chorus] Wait, hold up (Oh no) Fuck's wrong with me? I can't leave me alone with me I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?" It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror Wait, hold up (Please stop) Stop controlling me I don't know who I'm supposed to be I'm like, "Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?" It couldn't be clearer, the man inside the mirror [Outro: Sadhguru] What I'm thinking, what you're thinking is not the important thing We're alive right now, that is the important thing It is important that you focus on this fundamental sense of aliveness within you And then you'll see there's a natural distance between you and your thought process Once you create a living space between you and your mind, between you and your body, this is the end of something Don't identify any thought as negative, because it's just a thought Who told you it's negative? It's a thought, you're making it up Maybe you like it, what's the problem? If you understand it's just a thought, it has no power If you think it's a reality, then it destroys youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
