[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen Pimps and prophets Queens and dope fiends Hoes and hoetettes We got somethin' real special for you tonight folks Everybody from Uptown to the South End makin' their way on down to Lackawanna Plaza
[Verse 1: Topaz Jones] I think I'm finally finding me My whole life has been hiding, see I used to suffer in silence I never showed you that side of me Hypnotized by society All the people I tried to be Gangsta, geek, or guerilla I'll let you peep the psychology We packed five in a Honda Origami behind the seat Smokin' strong but it got me weak 'Cause this pain we feel chronically I'm a star, they astonished I never studied Astrology I'm too pop, I'm too polished Or I'm too Pac in my policies No apologies, bitch I'm my poppa's lil' prodigy And my Grand momma coddled me Said I'm born to be funky Baptized in pollock or collard greens Coulda swore they was British N*ggas would die for this pot of tea As for me, I haven't been myself at all lately Runnin' low on friends to call, feel like they all hate me Switchin' on you whenever I click the call, waitin' Sippin' on my Kool-aid until the wall breakin'
[Chorus] Ooh, grass green over here though We some good fellas, so I need my Dinero Rain come now, get soaked til' it clear up Ain't no clouds, just smoke in the mirror Mirror (Mirror, mirror on the wall) (Tell me who the realest of them all) Just open your eyes (Mirror, mirror on the wall) (Tell me who the realest of them all)
[Outro] Ooh, just open your eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
