Mirror shades
'Round here, you wear your mirror shades
You cool with that?
Mirror shades
'Round here, they wear their mirror shades
Dancing at a nightclub hoping that the DJ won't stop
Hands can touch somebody sexy
You're not sexy if you don't walk in with your
Mirror shades
'Round here, they wear their mirror shades
You cool with that?
Mirror shades
'Round here, you wear your (I wear my) mirror shades
I'm cool with that
I'm that bitch with the blade
I'm that bitch on the stage
I run loops 'round the page
Round up the dukes from the age
Round up the troops from the cage
Grounded in tricks, I'm a mage
Birthed from the temples of rage
Not knowing which side of the cave
Not knowing how quite to behave
Still blind to the way that we played
Find me with a pack of the knaves
Find me in the belly of a rave
Find me at the bottom of my grave
Maybe I still can't be saved
'Round here, I wear my mirror shades
Not to disarm you, I'm totally harmless
I'm just a girl that can't keep a promise
I keep my lover Adonis
I keep my players with artists
I keep my tricks in the socket
Can't kiss them all, but I'm honored
Never deluded to think I'm a goddess
Though I was still the Colossus
Knocked off my feet but still conscious
Wake up in tears, the dawn is upon us
Wake up with nothing, dishonest
These agents are playing the novice
Could it be worse?
Maybe, but I'm not a prophet
I couldn't tell you, I'm stranded in orbit
I got my gun to the rockets
Empty my pockets to gauge
They used to be lined with what I was paid
Look to the past, my memories decayed
I keep my back to the wall and my eyes inside my
Mirror shades
'Round here, you wear your mirror shades
You cool with that?
Mirror shades
'Round here, they wear their mirror shades
Sitting on your soapbox, hoping that the crowds will come back
Hands are clasped in prayer to god now
God is not here
He forgot to rock
His mirror shades
'Round here, they wear their mirror shades
You cool with that?
Mirror shades
'Round here, you wear your mirror shades
I sure like your mirror shades
You're moving like a renegade
Too big for your suit, you had drips in jade
Too tall for the room, you wanted tricks and chains
He said, "Keep your wits about you, it can be arranged"
Snake eyes on my neck at the heights of fame
Black bread magic and some video games
I want real good juice, not Minute Maid
I want real good juice when the lights dim
I want real bad news when I let you in
I want real big troops when I win
Real thin suits when I'm on page 69
The sun hung real low when I saw the time
My heart beat real fast when I saw the signs
Lots of beats on the rhyme
I say, what if I look so fine when I die?
What if I look so fine when I die?
What if I look so fine? Yeah
When you lower me from the light
Burn big fires for me tonight
All that metal, copper, silver, gold, cash, guns, bullets, leather, souls
Lower me from the dripping cold
But please make sure I have my
Mirror shades
'Round here, you wear your mirror shades
You cool with that? (I'm cool with that)
Mirror shades
'Round here, they wear their mirror shades
Running on a treadmill, hoping that the body stays fit
Hands on hips to catch your breath now
Fuck this treadmill, you don't need it if you've got
Mirror shades
'Round here, they wear their mirror shades
You cool with that?
Mirror shades
'Round here, you wear your mirror shades
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