NineMirrors

Nine Mirrors - Hsing Dick

Written by：Hsing Dick

All on that rich sh*t

Fake b*tches cunning

Got my six nines skating

And a second later they all wanna copy

P**sy wanna show d*ck

Wanna show rich

Fake friends paste them

They all started running

Fearing

Got their balls shrinking

On the floor crawling

Cut down their money

Empty the wallets

Look at what you got now

Got their mamas all crying

And their fathers' heads shaking

Look at what you got now

With their tears running

Got their girls leaving

Look at where you at now

He standing right there

Welcome to hell

Look at who you have now

Think you having a nightmare

But that is your reflection

Showing off little things

Your little d*ck ghost pssy

Heavy hoes make up like an old cunt raunchy

Open lip voice monkey

Scking money from a d*ck

Eating dirty knowing nothing

But your boy that's your toy only joy

Without it gonna fall down to the hundred feet deep

That's where you gonna reminisce

Nine mirrors look at you how ugly thinking about your b*tch

She already naked with another mouth

Getting into spouse

Bigger larger house

Think you rich getting b*tches for a moment

Then you win the whole round

But you gonna fall down

Killed by your own punch

Money lost not yours never yours

Mad parents getting heart attack

Bills pressure falling from the sky

Seeing nothing you can buy

Popping pills getting high

Eat a pill for every night

Stripping for the filthy cash

Nightmare comes to your life

Gon' live like you're dead

You wake up with guns in hand

Look at yourself in the mirror

Sun is grinning but you're dead

Look at yourself in the mirror

You wake up from a sweet nightmare

Look at yourself in the mirror

B**ch getting more more arrogant