Lyrics
[Studio Quality]
[Intro: dj-driven bass-heavy beat 4 bars]
(ay yo so tell me)
(ay yo so tell me)
[clean rap verse 1]
Mirror, mirror oh so tall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Mirror, mirror shattered from a fall
Tell me mirror, what is wrong?
Can it be my stupid Clothes
Or is it just my stupid song?
What I do ain't make-believe
People say stupid shit
But when it comes to being stupid
[drop]
It's just me, myself and I
[chorus]
just me, ( ae )
myself and I
[beat switch]
just me, ( oo )
myself and I
[drop]
[clean rap verse 2]
Now you tease my suno style
And my suno spectacle
You say player one and player two are hippies
No we're not, game's pure physics, no hippie bullshit
Always pushing that we formed an image
There's no need to lie
When it comes to being stupid
[drop]
It's just me, myself and I
[chorus]
just me, ( ae )
myself and I
[beat switch]
just me, ( oo )
myself and I
[drop] (ay yo so tell me)
just me, ( ae )
myself and I
[beat switch]
just me, ( oo )
myself and I
[clean rap verse 3]
Proud, I'm proud of what I am
Poems I speak are not suno type (type)
Please oh please let stupid be
Himself, not what you read or write
Write is wrong when hype is written
[drop]
just me, ( ae )
myself and I
[beat switch]
just me, ( oo )
myself and I
[clean rap verse 4]
for the Soul, a bowl that is
Style is surely our own thing
Not the false disguise of showbiz
soul bowls on wax is from the soul
And in fact I can't deny
Strictly from a stupid called
[drop]
me, myself and I
[drop]
just me, ( ae )
myself and I
[beat switch]
just me, ( oo )
myself and I
[clean rap verse 5]
Glory, Glory Hallelujah
Hallelujah Glory for
Player one and player two
not player three not player four
But that glory's been denied
By kizids and dookie eyes
People think they diss my person
By stating I'm darkly pack shit
I know this so I point at Q-Tip
And he states, "Black is Black"
[drop]
so I'm back in black
[chorus]
just me, ( ae )
myself and I
[beat switch]
just me, ( oo )
myself and I
[clean rap verse 6]
Mirror, mirror oh so tall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Mirror, mirror shattered from a fall
throw broken glass in my path
Just keep all buds twistin' up
So I don't get an aftermath
But if I do, I'll calmly rally them
In the Fourth Day of July
'Cause they tried to mess with seventeenth degree
numbers dont lie
But its just
me, myself and I
[chorus]
just me,
myself and I
[beat switch]
just me,
myself and I
[drop]
[outro: dj-driven bass-heavy beat 4 bars]
[smooth ending]
[end]
[fade out]
