Mirror | Mirror

Ya setting standards, but really don't set none Giving birth to styles, acting like step sons Incompetent, face the music or a consequence If I say, "I don't like you" take it as a compliment Either step to me or walk around and tip toe I got your album and didn't listen past the intro I kept it on the low but relatively speaking When ya say bring it back... it ain't worth repeating I'm tired of rapping, ya don't seem to get it Nowadays, hunger and hustle feels desperate I'm an emcee first, always been a Wordsmith How ya fed verses, your performance is malnourished? I'm just upset with how things progressed I'd rather transcend, ya'll just follow trends set I'm left without options... the pens to my temple Reflective surfaces, I look down on who's resembled I heard gangstas move in silence, my minds wildin Suspecting biased rappers speak vibrantly violent If it were real they'd be quiet, not lyrical riots Type writing shit, their words can't flip scripts Doesn't ring bells in the end, no ones left in a crypt Real killers don't run on tracks, fabricating facts They walk across streets, hands full with smoking gats Not utensils, so how'd you build your credentials? Story time, I fall asleep over nursery rhymes Concocting tall tales with large scale disbelief Whens the last time real beefs been cooked over beats? Usually grilled great, over skillet grates on long trays No debate, you can't argue with no murder case I can tell from someone's exhale alone if they're fake Motherfuckers who pretend thinking we'll easily bend Will learn the hard way of writing like cursive in pen What we both see is matter of perception Two different people with a opposing perspectives Double sided mirrors... different reflections Look in one direction, it's what's reflected It's not as easy as the flick of the wrist to extend or flex It's about mastering when to tense and when to rest See, I roll up on crews necks like sleeves on sweats And take respect from the hardest man in your whole set Shouldn't misrepresent characteristics from you Come correct, no ill intent and stay true Don't present material too dense or leave exposed Never half step for show, only say what you know Four lessons, it isnt hard and time to start, or depart No forgetting, cause someone will test ya heart This is how who I am blurs lines like runny ink And I'm more sincere than emcees care to think Vivid image, detailed descriptions, exquisite diction Gets people to listen, whether or not its non fiction Not saying you can't spread your wings when winds pop Just pay attention to your feathers when following flocks Yo, this shits garbage, how you thinking you're the hardest The difference's mines an art form, you're just an artist I rap on days off, you struggle on off days I'm out making moves and record in a crawl space I guess that means the team's more tight knit I got a table of contents, your shits counterfeit I'm like Tony... Mahoney laced me that Scarface Ya'll better stay in your lane and refrain from the car chase I'm driven... ya'll just acting ambitious Saying "f*ck these hoes" but still rapping like bitches Wanna get outta pocket, I'll give you the business I'm not raising my voice when I say you'll get lifted I'm on a new level... ya'll refuse to track the movement F*ck constructive criticism, ya'll don't show improvement I got class, I surpass and keep it cool F*ck the new school... go and get me some better students