[Verse 1]. Bloody murder crime drugs folks smokin'. Man I remember when it used to be cool to leave ya screen door open. And let the mosquitos and the flies sneak in. Look mama and them play whistle. So I'ma play tackle football with my friends. I guess them times is gone cause like a wishbone. I wish I had em' back instead of watchin' brothers fiz-all. Catch em' out on every track bar street boulevards. Sweet avenues with dead ends neighborhoods with antens. Whatever happened to the days of Little League. Pop Warner and Boy Scouts the Old Singing Boys Club. Voodoo to go to school not thinkin'. Too busy smokin' weed sellin' dope and drinkin'. I guess we're livin' in the last days. Cause in the last days the Bible speaksof AIDS. Plagues brothers killin' brothers earthquakes. Youngsters tryin' to earn stripes as a work face. I'll be a sucker if I don't pull ya ho card. I used to be soft but now I'm hard. Fuckin' nigga I practice lookin' hard. [Hook]. I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard. Mirror mirror make the call. Who's the hardest of them all. I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard. Right before I go to bed. I make sure that my mirror's there. [Verse 2]. Take yo mean face off partner why ya muggin' me. Fools say shit I can't help that shit's in me. It's automatic cause what's mine ain't even took. It's my mad at the world look. I said I feel ya man sometimes I catch myself too. Mean muggin' folks that did no harm to me or my crew. But now it shouldn't have to be this way. Fools say I don't care what nobody say. The other man got me this way. I'm fresh out the pen and out the system for years. Been fillin' out all kinds of applications to make a grip. But I don't know nothin' about no computer chip. It takes that to make a J-O-B in the 93. But a J-O-B in 93 consists of paper rarely. Jobs like the oil refinery. I'd rather work in Napa at the winery. And then ya wonder why I'm stubborn. Forever lookin' hard I been scarred. [Hook]. I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard. Right before I go to bed. I make sure that my mirror's there. I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard. Mirror mirror make the call. Who's the hardest of them all. [Verse 3]. Can't tell me shit I come from a broken up home. Every since I was a youth I thought that I was grown. Meet me after school nigga and we can get it on. Ya talked about my mammy now I'm goin' upside ya dome. I got a complex problem my guard stay up. I'm always on the offense side don't test my nuts. I'm not a Charles nor a Larry but I'm scary. Scared that I might lose it and chop you with my piece berry. I deep into my shit and it's straight like that. I be quick to clobber a motherfucker with my Flintstone bat. Nobody likes me on my father's side of the family. They can't stand me cause they think that I'm sellin' that candy. I kid you not all bullshit to the side. I got 20000 niggas in my organization. Now which one of y'all niggas down to ride. I gets juiced off the underground doja. You know that Click shit that independent shit. It makes me feel like I want to. Got me a baggy full of broccoli and a crooked eye 22. I feel crafty I mean that but I feel great. [Hook]. I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard. Right before I go to bed. I make sure that my mirror's there. I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard. Mirror mirror make the call. Who's the hardest of them all