[nakEdtruth] Who am I? I’m a Pure Genius. Superhuman. Operating in the form of 3 people. Its easy to pay attention, To the doubters, haters, spectators, and even critics. But listen… That’s not what you see when you stare in the mirror. Instead. We see self. We see pain, passion, power, and even wealth. We see past, present, and predetermined occurences. But if you ask my neighbors, Well, nobody cares. Sometimes your story is only important to you. Other times, People gossip, tell rumors, or try to handle your business for you. But enough about you. And more about me. ‘Bout how we misconstrued. Or how we make-believed. It’s a time to be selfish. And a time to be generous. So listeners I present… Self Reflections.

Chorus: [Mad V] I'm looking in the mirror, the mirror, the mirror/ Yeah I'm looking in the mirror, the mirror, the mirror/ Yeah I'm looking in the mirror, the mirror, the mirror/ Yeah I'm looking in the mirror at me/ (Repeat 1x) [nakEdtruth] Mirror, Mirror on the wall/ Why are you staring so hard/ You got beef/ Nah, you don't want beef, why you staring at me/ Verse 1: [Mad V] As I look in the mirror I see my reflection/ Give me a evil look so I grab my protection/ It’s crazy talking funny out the side of your neck/ It’s crazy who taking over the wind inside of the chest/ Hard to go to sleep at night, don't change in my pajamas/ Just keep my clothes on, open the fridge, get me a Fanta/ Don't believe in Santa Clause, not living the fantasy/ Especially, when I got me looking at me/ Like when Jason took Freddie head off of his spine/ But Jesus really did cure the old man that was blind/ It’s a battle of truth between me and myself/ Myself want grind time, but me want the belt/ Don't tell me nothing like the Kanye West song/ Have a baby by me, some say 50 was wrong/ What that gotta do with me, I say I'm home grown/ Myself say shut your mouth and leave me alone/ Chorus Verse 2: [nakEdtruth] As I look at the glass, it looks back/ I make a face, he roger that/ But I ain't in front of you to see how pretty I am/ It’s for self examination cause I pity myself/ I been wilding, acting a fool/ Doing some things that I ain't never did in school/ Not thinking, living on impulse/ I done resurrected a temper that I once lost (huh)/ But don't judge, I got the speck out my eye/ This a his and her, why you over here on my side/ This is not about you, this is all about me/ The mirror holds terror, yet it is my therapy/ It helps that I could see but imagine being blind/ You left to see through another man's mind/ And me I find the glass is killing time/ So I step away from the mirror and turn back to God/ Chorus Verse 3 [Big Joe] Mirror, mirror on the wall/ Reveal to me the realest of them all/ Things change, lights on now I'm looking at me/ I said something, he said something, is that really me/ I guess that's when I met my new best friend/ We talk everyday, wear same clothes, even wear the same skin/ The only thing our personalities way different/ He like things I don't like despite when I'm right/ But in our hearts we believe in God, the place where he spark/ If you want change your heart first in the mirror it start/ Its grind time with myself, that's the hardest of belts/ Making my own things shine while me stand by side/ I never cry, but I think he want to cause the things he go through/ I never killed the beef, I killed the demon going against me/ No white towel, but I need one cause I'm blasting for him/ Cause this aint fun but I wanna show my son I done grown up/ Chorus

[Mad V] Here we go ya’ll. Bout to give ya’ll another one of then thought-provoking type songs, ya dig. Know what I’m saying, this here song right here is supposed to make you think. Not think you thinking, But to make you know that you thinking, know what I’m saying..? Chorus: [Mad V] Open up your mind and just think/ Mind on the brink of destruction, bouta sink/ All of the confusion, corruption that’s bouta hit the fan/ Closed chapter in a book you reach the end/ (Repeat 1x) Verse 1: [Mad V] Society screwed up with no mental sensibility/ The only ways to change my hood is to get out there and do me/ Raised in the hood 1735/ If you don’t know where that’s at, just look for Midland Drive/ 219 Carol Street also where I once resided/ Now I’m in the Low Land, ducked off from civilization/ Get my thoughts right before I change my location/ Found myself a chick but my money concentrating/ It be the little things that keep me heard arguration/ Found a photo in my phone and rubbers on my bed sheet/ I know I really like this girl but do I really wanna/ Keep the fussing and complaining, man it really, really get to me/ Almost like the enemy coming at me with beef/ Take a long nap baby it’s time for you to go to sleep/ Cause if we keep on doing this, it’s gonna be the end of me/ Blank page in my book, I don’t know if I can finish it/ Chorus Verse 2: Open up your eyes before you open up your mind/ Keep your ears at alert, and be on guard at all times/ If I gave you a manual you wouldn’t realize/ That the signs of the times foreshadow a quick demise/ Of the human race, use your faith to overtake the hatred/ The devil presents himself in many different faces/ I encourage you to take a minute, think about what I’m saying/ Although I know I mean you good, there’s only one Savior/ And you ain’t gotta believe what I believe/ But pretty please know what I know/ The Earth is full of trickery and thieves/ And I don’t really see much growth/ So be mindful of the people in power/ Cause they wanna see our kind be devoured/ And by “our” I mean the ones that’s thinking man/ If you choose not to speak, at least understand (I’ma dawg)/ Chorus Verse 3: [Big Joe] If you don’t open up your mind, then open up your eyes/ When you open up your eyes, pick up a book and rise/ Everybody got something to hide, just hope it ain’t your mind/ Focus on your own thing, we can do it, lets grind/ We ain’t got time to waste ‘cause we only get older/ We goin’ see who win the race if you can only be sober/ God waiting and watching, helping along the way/ But He there the whole time to see if you go astray/ The devil got tricks up his sleeve that he throwing away/ Make sure you wake every morning and be strong with you faith/ Cause everyday a different struggle, different decision to make/ So look in the mirror real good to see which on of you fake/ But this world is like a broken gate, can’t open up straight/ If you can’t squeeze through it, kick it in and do it your way/ Pockets erased of your jeans ‘cause they always empty/ By all means it’s a lot of things to do to get even/ Chorus

Hello. What’s happening? You what?! Chorus: [Ms. Vicks] I'm pregnant with your baby ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ I'm taking all your money ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ You ain't treating me right ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ I'm doing it out of spite ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Gonna be your baby-mama ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Fill your life up with drama ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Cause I'm doing it all alone ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Pay up or be gone ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Verse 1: [Big Joe] See the internet man It'll do it to you/ Show you things that you wanna know and things you don't wanna know/ Looking for a chick to do you right that's body type/ Conversate a couple times, "You wanna go out?"/ Get a couple drinks, talking out your mouth, now you wanna shout/ Now you wanna hug, kiss, so what's up now/ Smoke got us bent from the last club we was in/ Forgot to use plastic doctor, "Say you pregnant again?"/ Chorus Verse 2: [nakEdtruth] No! It was all cool just a week ago/ Now you telling me you want your things, you need to go/ I was tripping, let you leave the glass slipper/ No, we wasn't together but that's how I was feeling/ So I don't get it why you wanna flip it on a fella/ I fell in "like" not in "love" but you were my Cindarella/ Aw forget it, ain't no sense in mass texting/ This all coulda been avoided by simply using protection/ Chorus Verse 3: [Mad V] Call yourself my baby-mama, causing drama, call Obama/ You're like a terrorist, I'ma call you Osama/ In love with the judge 'cause you want the Eiffel Tower/ Money stacked tall, you want a bouquet of flowers/ Everyday hitting up the cell, tryna put me in jail/ Stressing on some dumbness, tryna put me through hell/ Yeah, you tryna put me through hell/ Stressing on some dumbness, tryna put me through hell/ Bridge: [Ms. Vicks] You should have known when you put this baby inside of me/ That a one night stand equals a lifetime of misery/ I couldn’t have known for sure, but now that it happened you gonna be broke/ You thought my love was free, but our child deserves everything/ Chorus Verse 4: [Greg] It ain't all your fault I was one hat short/ Caught you at the bar sipping moscato/ Made up aspirations, told you some lies/ About goals of success when it was really them thighs/ Wishing it was longer, but it was quite quick/ 2 minutes tops, enough to make a kid/ Mixing blessings with drama from the baby-mama/ More of a miracle than President Obama/ My son just graduated, cause for celebration/ I think the Lord for my greatest inspiration/ That crazy situation.../ Chorus (French): [Agathe] Je porte en moi ton enfant ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Tu m'as laissé sans argent ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Je n'ai pourtant rien fais pour ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Tu m'le paiera un jour ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ J'vais être la mère de ton môme ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ J'ferai d'ta vie un cauchemar ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Et si j'dois assumer seule ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Paie-moi ou barre-toi! ([nakEdtruth] crazy situation)/ Chorus Bridge

Bridge: [Mad V] Your promise issue death, but death don't come tomorrow/ Instead you get fear, so drown in your sorrow/ But misery equals pain and pain equals a knife/ It’s like a silent kill when the scythe take your life/ Chorus: [Lil Trey] The misery loves your company ([Mad V] uh huh)/ [Lil Trey] The misery loves your company ([Mad V] fasho)/ [Lil Trey] I say that misery loves your company ([Mad V] yesss)/ [Lil Trey] The misery loves your company ([Mad V] now get em)/ Verse 1: [Lil Trey] To come with me is to run with thieves/ I stole the game from the store and im slanging for cheap/ If I'm a bum you a leech, that's why I stomp my feet/ Keep tryna climb up my legs, I got gun up my sleeve/ With a forty-round clip, you talk I'ma spit/ A bunch of bullets made of lyrics followed by a hollow tip/ I'll wrap in plastic, but I'm more lyricist/ Real recognize real, and you are not on my list/ My hook game crazy, but I'm killing all the fish/ Either by the riverside or hopping on the bridge/ You floppy like a disk, so I dropped you in a bin/ That's 'cause you old news, I'm on CNN/ This dummy believe that he can "F" with a "G"/ What the "H" "I" gotta do is represent to the "T"/ I slaughtered the beat, I rumbled the streets/ Hate to say it but misery loves your company/ Bridge Chorus Verse 2: [Mad V] Point blank range sniper gun to the head/ Metaphorically speaking the rifle equal bread/ Money you never touched but it will see you dead/ Paramedics on the way, blood leaking out your head/ Raised from the bottom coming up as a youngin/ Reach a certain age, resorted to thugging and clubbing/ Bulldoze your way through 'til you hit a solid wall/ And that thing coming down throwing punches like Balrog/ But you not a street fighter, stick to your killer instincts/ That paper that you touched was a sign of your death wish/ Like a automatic hit, found your cousin in the ditch/ And your uncle laying on side like he was reaching for his clip/ But the shadow growing closer as the dark cloud assemble/ Faced with death you got the nerve to show your dimples/ So the demon crushed your heart, put a bullet in your temple/ Metaphorically speaking that bullet equals that/ Bridge Chorus Verse 3: [Big Joe] When it comes to alone time "pain" is there/ What there's a knife, "fear" right there to get in a fight/ But "misery" is talking to you and he the 1 with the scythe/ You'll do anything right now to save your life/ That's how cowards born, you done got stuck with the horn/ Now you looking for a way out and you singing my songs/ My life savior, He can save you but looking for arms/ Tryna shoot it out wit "sorrow" 'cause he damaged your home/ Now you drowning in it, anger done built, so you stiff/ "Misery" came again like your new best friend/ Just to get you bad news, so he can move on in/ Talk to you, show you bad ways to do it again/ So you can get your head chopped off with a beautiful swing/ But in that split second "peace" coming, but he drowning/ Now all your bad choices you made and secrets you kept/ Head rolling like a bowling ball, now look what you left, your family/ Bridge Chorus

Bridge: [Mad V] Back and forth (back, back)/ Back and forth (back, back)/ Back and forth, back and forth/ Back and forth (back, back)/ We going back and forth (back, back)/ Back and forth (back, back)/ Back and forth, back and forth/ Back and forth (back, back)/ Chorus: [Mad V] Back and forth, over again/ We’re going back and forth, over again/ We’re going back and forth, over again/ We’re going back and forth, over and over again/ Verse 1: [Mad V] Once again Mad V on the track/ Stupid pollution, think I caught a contact/ Every time I try to kill it man the hook back/ Shower all over me, I think of 3 Stacks/ If you hip hop, then you know about that/ I’m a Outkast in the game and I don’t run stacks/ Hip hop evolution, it’s always evolving/ Oh, you say I’m whack don’t get on the track cursing/ Lyrical content high, I love making sense/ Without an MF or B in present tense/ Learn the metaphors, I can teach some education/ Or read between the lines to understand what I’m saying/ See a mind is powerful when you put it to use/ I just made a dance song and it makes sense too/ A corrupted mind as a kid, violating curfew/ I can take you back and forth, but here’s the debut/ Bridge Chorus Verse 2: [nakEdtruth] Once again Lil Trey on the track/ Black smoke in the air, think I caught a contact/ Every time I try to sniff it then the whiff come back/ And forth and forth and back and back and forth, Of course/ With no remorse I attack the force/ That reduce the caboose of the music/ To a seat of their choosing, snoozing/ Who’s the blame? How you expect to cover ground when you on a low horse/ See the energy that enters me, never negative in spite of all of my enemies/ Simp-l-y cause of my God-given inner peace/ So adios to blood suckers and centipedes/ I just can’t believe/ He really restarted the game/ And everybody in the room acting like its all good/ But the more things change, the more I stay the same/ Bridge Chorus

Bridge: [Big Joe] We doing shows on the road so we known to get it/ We talk about what we want cause we grown with it/ We independent so you know we going strong with it/ We on tracks so you know we ain’t going back/ Chorus: [Big Joe/Mad V] We gotta get it, going get it, tell them that we got it/ We gotta get it, going get it, tell them that we got it/ We gotta get it, going get it, tell them that we got it/ [Kingg Kong] Chasing this money, I guarantee we ain’t never stopping/ Verse 1: [Mad V] Chasing this money, baby I gotta get it/ I love my women, that’s why I’m chasing panties/ Desperado! Baby I can’t help it/ Beating the belly up, spraying mayonnaise on the pelvic/ See you in the morning then gone by the evening/ When I return later you’ll probably be sleeping/ Stuff my safe, locked up in the vault/ I got the one’s and ten’s coming back to the house/ Cause the 20’s and the 50’s sitting naked on the couch/ I got the 5-star hundreds, keep my ink pen grilled out/ Cause the 20’s and the 50’s sitting naked on the couch/ I got the 5-star hundreds, keep my ink pen grilled out/ Bridge Chorus Verse 2: [Kingg Kong] Chasing this money, in the studio your boy clocking/ The only thing I’m worried about is how to make a dollar/ If you ain’t talking ‘bout that, lil mama you can hollar/ ‘Cause I ain’t worried about your baby-daddy or you drama/ The only thing that’s on my mind is that you is a problem/ And you can be the reason that my money won’t pile up/ So I’ma move on to the next, lil mama you can hollar/ And if you ask what’s on my mind, I might say Prada/ Or I might take a trip to the Virgin Islands/ But no matter what I do, baby I’m still out here grinding/ And when it comes to this music, baby we the finest/ Yes this game is full of snakes, but baby we some lions/ Bridge Chorus [nakEdtruth] I can talk about women, I can talk about profit/ Either way the cut go getting ain’t a problem/ The train is coming so I suggest you follow/ And if not, better pass before we come flying/ Check out my wing span, I’m on autopilot/ Who you know make a bunch of noise but still move in silence/ If you try to conceal it believe that I’ma find it/ Looking for them hidden jewels, I’m a lyrical pirate/ I’m grabbing every ring as if I was Sonic/ Taking all of your cool points and putting them in my pocket/ I’m grabbing every ring as if I was Sonic/ Taking all of your cool points and putting them in my pocket/ Bridge Chorus