Man In The Mirror

Chorus: I guess We wasn't suppose to see The things from underneath We wasn't suppose to find What lies beneath the sheets I guess We wasn't suppose to see The things from underneath We wasn't suppose to find What lies beneath the sheets He hoped up out the bed Couse He was so afraid He remember what that man behind the mirror had said He saw behind the smoke He saw behind the shades The man in the mirror spoke to him and then he said then he said Chorus: I guess We wasn't suppose to see The things from underneath We wasn't suppose to find What lies beneath the sheets Can I ask you something Can I have your thoughts Do you like my chain Do you like my watch What about my shoes Take a look at this hat I bought Just tryna be a little up with culture So It's a couple things I had to cop Man I know they like em You Better not start fruntin You think im fly I call it stuntin Ima call your bluff Bluffing Im on my parachute status You Can't touch this, oops! Chorus: Look at em now ( look at em) Hes so immature, always gotta joke to say Man he must Be insecure Plus I can prove it Look at how he dress Tryna be that cool brotha But he just that hot mess Easy target Don't get me started Steady Driving craes car When really he takes the Marta What he trying to prove Who ya trying to impress When an act gets old to the crowd you perform in front of what happens next I can see past the clothes and jokes now Yous a fake yous a fraud oh we know now Every gimmick you put up, we will throw down Yea we gone shatter every tower in yo town Chorus: Man I know that I'm insecure Do really You think I wanna walking around like this I'm tired and I'm sick and tired man I'm sick and tired of tryna please everybody I'm tired this tired of this From the morning when I'm picking out my clothes To the moment when I walk up out that door My pride is shooting up to the roof top While the self esteem finds its way to floor Man I know I got problems And I ain't Finna sit and try to hide em So I am take this beat and just ride it And tell the world what I've been finding You done seen my issues Insecure but I'm not gonna sit through Another day where I can't break The habit where I try to please anybody Now I gotta break loose Growing is so hostile its seeming freaking impossible, you trying to TAKE the time to mature but satan a rob you Facebook it listen Im done spread it on twitter, im taking back my life im a growing indian giver cuz one day canon will get up Say goodbye to dat picture, personally separate the simpleton split up, personality changing the old canon I trashed that, this a monster who's trashing his sin and wrapped it dads bag so the bomb over bagdad no it isn't as bad as, the bomb ima drop on the last nerve I just had Im tryna grow to be Godly before I pass out, I started out spazing but skip it im getting spazed out Im sick of this beast, I need a leash no more sitting, as I get murdered under the sheets cuz this struggle is undercover and its giving me grief, bloody painful Cane I feel so un Able to cease it believe that Evry accessorie that I put on, is like holloween its just a tool to cover what's wrong. Insecurity sits up under like cob is under corn, I just want to break its teeth and be free to see where im goin So ashamed of this naked revelation kinda like its porn, if the problem gets any deeper then inside itl get torn But im already torn I just try to hide the issue I got so much crap in my heart Im a need more than tissue (tissue) But im like a pistol getting ready kill the problem My adrenaline rush gotta little bit of buz from lookin into the closet of problems and I got options well really one option is to be honest and see how God has been glorified with myself as the target My struggle is pride its so deep down inside and im tired of_ the entire way im inclined, I just wanna see such perfection I know im just a bride im the opposite of my husband he's perfect, he's a lion King lion and I ain't lying really im sick of trying, I know I ain't perfect at being perfect cuz im blind, I notice my instincts knowing that yes yall my end stinks my entire fesaud is my account, its empty So lord build me higher than what bob was building Raise me, to the bar higher than all ceilings Sky is never my limit since my fathers the real thing So im burning this mask so can you witness the real me Look at me You happy now You'll see the truth Now or later