nights, the tears, the tears I've cried But now my time has come and time, time is not on your side See him move through smoke and mirrors Feel his
In the middle of the night Touching under the light Wearing somethin tight, Thats what hot girls do Seems like she don't try For her its just usual
Gotta tell you a story on a cold winters night You'll be sailing for glory before you know what is right So come over here now, I got a vision for you
baddest lil thing in the World right now but I gotta make sure I'm right and girl you damn right, if your head right I'll be there every night I just
A lady sat down beside me She gave me a mirror When I looked in it I saw I was her This made me forget that I was Driving at night with my wife She'
too far in to jump the fence I bet you ruled the day When you took his lovin' that night So hard for you to see through smoke and mirrors How come you
Backstreet Listen up This seems so hypnotic, smoke and mirrors, lights and magic Paper faces in gold There's soldier boys, beauty queens, everyone's
Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn little dice until my knees got sore Kicked around some stories bout the night
they told me, huh I'm totally gone, I'm in another zone nigga put me on this We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside
they told me huh! I'm totally gone, I'm in another zone nigga put me on this We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside
to wonder why niggas don't give a fuck within 2G - niggas is just buck From hip-hoppers to gangsta's, sportin' stompers at yompers The mirror has two
I find Smoke surrounds your perfect face And I'm falling Pushin' a broom out into a space And this where I find a way The stadium arcadium A mirror
Smokin' the best spliff in a brand new Benz No ID on the track let the story begin, begin Yeah Lookin' in the mirror but I don't see much Starin' in
ya) been on my mind all night long i damn near dreamt about ya (damn near dreamt about ya) in the middle of the night i be lookin in the mirror like
Watching the night set in, tomorrow's a brand new day again Full of twists and turns you'll never know, and great surprises And nothing is black and white
The lights are low And the music now is slow And we ask the night How can this be wrong and feel so right? They say it's true I'm a fool to trust in
Five star and nigga life (brrat) (Birdman) Bounce back, rebel Fuck, going in a nigga sell I'm raising hell doing swell Make the mil, fuck the mirror