Mirrorshades pt. 2 (feat. Cartel Madras)

Mirrorshades

'Round here, you wear your mirrorshades

You cool with that?

Mirrorshades

'Round here, they wear their mirrorshades

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

Mirrorshades

'Round here, they wear their mirrorshades

You cool with that?

Mirrorshades

'Round here, you wear your mirrorshades

'Round here, I wear my mirrorshades

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 mirrorshades

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 'em all but I'm honored

Never deluded to think I'm a goddess, thought I was still the colossus

Tripped on 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

Decades have passed, my memories decayed, I keep my back to the wall and my eyes inside my

Mirrorshades

'Round here, you wear your mirrorshades

You cool with that?

Mirrorshades

'Round here, they wear their mirrorshades

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

Mirrorshades

'Round here, they wear their mirrorshades

You cool with that?

Mirrorshades

'Round here, you wear your mirrorshades

I sure like your mirrorshades, 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

I 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 truths when I win

Real dance starts 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

Mirrorshades

'Round here, you wear your mirrorshades

You cool with that?

I'm cool with that

Mirrorshades

'Round here, they wear their mirrorshades

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

Mirrorshades

'Round here, they wear their mirrorshades

You cool with that?

Mirrorshades

'Round here, you wear your mirrorshades