Face In the Mirror Lyrics – Proof

Face In the Mirror Lyrics by Proof

I’m a million miles away
From the place that you standing in
And you ain’t nuttin’ but a foot away from
Ya’ hear me?

Trials and tribulations of life
You can my shoes but to stand in them is a motherf#cka’ dawg
Listen
I was 15 years old, a kid with no clothes

Shared with my big bro, been hard from get-go
Get-go was so hard, step-pop with no job
Big bro get locked up, soon you’ll get knocked up
Knocked upside my dome, found a plate

Colombian flake inside my home
Moms been sniffing, Pop no different
And from this family I soon grew distant
Skipping school now, different rules now

Mom trying to preach, “Like I’ma listen to you now?”
Homies on Runyon getting them funds, I ain’t getting dumb
My homies Tone said “Lеave it alone and listen up
Stick to rapping, that’s your passion”

Two months latеr, Big Tone got blasted
Moms trying to move and left my son a b#stard
There’s troubles ahead but I’m lookin’ backwards
These streets, these drugs, these guns

I’m so high
If God meant us to be angels he would have us wings
‘Cause the hood won’t let us fly
I found myself

Counting down the days, looking forward ’til the time I see you again (Look what you done)
Look what you’ve done, look what we’ve become
Follow these tears of a fallen son
Moms moved to Atlanta, I stay with my grandma

Work for Mau’ alone in the store he own
So the story goes as I’m sure you know
The leaves with 5 Ela, D12, Swift, Bareda
Rabeez separate without Moses, The Shop closes

D12 〈omsosis/without Moses?/no f#cking clue〉 lost one our closest
No we’s in the essence of ghosts
In today’s times we struggle to focus
Thinking it’s ’99, Slim signed a dotted line

Then he sent a dotted line for us a sign
This was our dream come true, for me the D-1-2
No more broke days, now I feel both ways
Love and hate the game ’cause the game love to hate you

Suffocate you, 〈rhyme for every cake?〉 too
So many trials and tribulations to relate to
I just roll with the punches and make do
These streets, these drugs, these guns

I’m so high
If God meant us to be angels he would have us wings
‘Cause the hood won’t let us fly
I found myself

Counting down the days, looking forward ’til the time I see you again (Look what you done)
Look what you’ve done, look what we’ve become
Follow these tears of a fallen son
〈Moms move?〉 and the hood turn greezy

You best believe me, this sh#t ain’t easy
To balance your life and spit your talents in mics
Keep your wife and kids clothed and fed, hold my head
Knowing everybody around me is growing dead

Death is cold, it’s like it’s snowing red
Cold pain stain my stomach
Kativa don’t worry, your daddy is coming
Coming around, focus, I got a plan now

So many homies with they hands out
Stand out looking in, only see Jared and 1st
I swear what it’s worth
Every ounce of blood in me

I see you’re loving me
But my trouble with thinking
Is a struggle with drinking
You said it yourself, “We gotta live on the deep end”

We never clown on SV trinity
Speaking on which 〈By 10?〉 ain’t the enemy
It’s the friends that be that friendly and pretend to be sinfully
Simply reajust and fall back

Small acts of justice, although it ain’t the subject, I love you Bubba Fat, double back
These streets, these drugs, these guns
I’m so high
If God meant us to be angels he would have us wings

‘Cause the hood won’t let us fly
I found myself
Counting down the days, looking forward ’til the time I see you again (Look what you done)
Look what you’ve done, look what we’ve become

Follow these tears of a fallen son
Moms moved to Atlanta, I stay with my grandma
Work for Moe alone in the store he own
So the story goes as I’m sure you know

The leaves with 5 Ela, D12, Swift, Bareda
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Proof Lyrics – Face In the Mirror

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Face In the Mirror