[Verse 1] Bloody murder,
crime,
drugs, folks smokin'
Man I remember when it used to be cool
to leave ya screen door open
And let the mosquitos and
the flies sneak in
Look mama and them play whistle
So I'ma play tackle football with my friends
I guess them times is gone
cause like a wishbone
I wish I had em' back instead of
watchin' brothers fiz- all
Catch em' out on every track,
bar, street, boulevards
Sweet avenues with dead ends,
neighborhoods with antens
Whatever happened to
the days of Little League
Pop Warner and Boy Scouts,
the Old Singing Boys Club
Voodoo to go to school not thinkin'
Too busy smokin' weed,
sellin' dope and drinkin'
I guess we're livin' in the last days
Cause in the last days the
Bible speaksof AIDS
Plagues, brothers killin' brothers,
earthquakes
Youngsters tryin' to earn
stripes as a work face
I'll be a sucker if I don't pull ya ho card
I used to be soft but now
I'm hard
Fuckin' nigga,
I practice lookin' hard
[Hook]
I got a mirror in my pocket and
I practice lookin' hard
Mirror, mirror make the call
Who's the hardest of them all
I got a mirror in my pocket
and I practice lookin' hard
Right before I go to bed
I make sure that my mir
ror's there
[Verse 2] Take yo mean
face off partner
why ya muggin' me
Fools say shit, I can't help that shit's in me
It's automatic cause what's
mine ain't even took
It's my mad at the world look
I said I feel ya man,
sometimes I catch myself too
Mean muggin' folks that did
no harm to me or my crew
But now it shouldn't have to be this way
Fools say, I don't care what nobody say
The other man got me this way
I'm fresh out the pen and out
the system for years
Been fillin' out all kinds
of applications to make a grip
But I don't know noth
in' about no computer chip
It takes that to make a J- O- B in the 93
But a J- O- B in 93 consists
of paper rarely
Jobs like the oil refinery
I'd rather work in Napa at the winery
And then ya wonder why
I'm stubborn
Forever lookin' hard,
I been scarred
[Hook] I
got a mirror in my pocket and
I practice lookin' hard
Right before I go to bed
I make sure that my mirror's there
I got a mirror in my pocket and
I practice lookin' hard
Mirror, mirror make the call
Who's the hardest of them all
[Verse 3]
Can't tell me shit,
I come from a broken up home
Every since I was a youth I
thought that I was grown
Meet me after school nigga
and we can get it on
Ya talked about my mammy now
I'm goin' upside ya dome
I got a complex problem,
my guard stay up
I'm always on the offense side,
don't test my nuts
I'm not a Charles nor a Larry
but I'm scary
Scared that I might lose it and chop
you with my piece berry
I deep into my shit and
it's straight like that
I be quick to clobber a motherfucker
with my Flintstone bat
Nobody likes me on my father's
side of the family
They can't stand me cause they think
that I'm sellin' that candy
I kid you not, all bullshit to the side
I got 20,000 niggas in my organization
Now which one of y'all
niggas down to ride
I gets juiced off the underground doja
You know that Click shit,
that independent shit
It makes me feel like I want to
Got me a baggy full of broccoli
and a crooked eye 22
I feel crafty, I mean that
but I feel great
[Hook] I
got a mirror in my pocket
and I practice lookin' hard
Right before I go to bed
I make sure that my mirror's there
I got a mirror in my pocket and
I practice lookin' hard
Mirror, mirror make the call
Who's the hardest of them all
