Story Behind The Song
It's a kind of a statement of intent to let people know that I'm here, that I've arrived, and what my vision is for the future.
Song Description
- as well as what I'm about to bring to the game for that time that I'm here. And, on the other hand, it's a celebratory song and about knowing who you are, focusing and elevating beyond all the BS and life's distractions. I would say this is a real-life soundtrack for all the 'go-getters' and like-minded individuals out there who are transitioning in life (from their old) and are about their business.
| Song Length |
3:21 |
Genre |
Rap - DJs, Rap - East Coast |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cool, Gloomy |
Subject |
Mirrors |
| Similar Artists |
Jay-Z |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Intro
Yo, it's the 'world's most dangerous'! Sssss...London!
Chorus 1
Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who be the sickest? Sickest of them all, Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who be the sickest? Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who be the sickest? Sickest of them all! Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the, Mirror, on the, wall! Wall, wall, wall!
Verse 1
Ayo, Mirror...., mirror on the wall, (on the wall - adlib) gyal dem skank, man dem stand tall (stand tall - adlib), for them n****s in the back, just some south London dons, (eh - adlib) bout to finish off with some shots of Tequila Rose....Ayeeee, (Eh, eh, eh, eh, c'mon, eh, eh, eh! - adlibs)
Listen to this!
Verse 2
For this one take off your Clubmaster's, and no Wayfarers, cos we gon' do, we gon' do it....Big, what that mean? Just Versace shades. Yes! I was in NY, up in Fulton and James, sometimes (alright alright, alright - adlib) I talk to the man in the mirror like MJ, fly first class with Blaq - BA [British Ariways - reference]. Just some, young London n****s tryna m***********g win, but with the top down, screaming out....money aint a thang! (Aah - adlib) At the end of the day, we all like nice things, my OG Spirit, he was down with the kings, (Black and Yellow, Black and Yellow - adlib) on that note; Lord forgive me for me sins, fly s**t is what I'm on, new s**t is what I'm in, there's a new president...I don't know about Trump man, (nope - adlib) step out the coupe, yeah...pair of new Jumpmans [Jordans - reference], used to 9-5, but now they all show me love man, say London on fire, like a m***********g stuntman....yeah! (Woo, Fire man! - adlib)
Chorus 2
Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who be the sickest? Sickest of them all Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who be the sickest? Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who be the sickest? Sickest of them all! Mirror, Mirror, Mirror, on the, Mirror, on the, wall! (Skrt - adlib) Wall, wall, wall!
(Eh, eh, eh, eh, c'mon, eh, eh, eh! - adlib)
Verse 3
Ridin'! Ridin' round like, m***********g Mya, man, blowing smoke, high times, the amnesia, sprinkle on that keef, blowing the reefer, can't get no higher man, Burj Khalifa, (eh - adlib), up in Edgware Road, blowing Shisha, (ow - adlib), mirror man, I'm sick man, tropical fever, (uh huh - adlib) vison is very blurry, no the vision be 20/20, (20/20 man - adlib) back in day, Platinum Sam,( remember that s**t - adlib) at the 40/40, (what up Sam? - adlib), was only 20 years old but that's another story (n***a was underage - adlib), penthouse suite, top floor, like a hundred stories! (Uh huh, swoosh....true story - adlib) Sir London move just like the president, (uh huh - adlib) so when you see that black fleet.....it's them Delegates! (Fleet! Delegates n***a! - adlib)