| AND THINGS And Things Head wraps and fat beat tracks and khaki slacks Brass dangles and silver bangles Four-inch block heels and a look that could kill and yes, my lyrical lips got that mental whip appeal and things And things And things And things That don't ever change. I looked in the mirror my reflection looked back, and I turned around a peeked right back And saw a glimpse of me - last week. Head wraps and fat beat tracks and khaki slacks Brass dangles and silver bangles Four-inch block heels and a look that could kill and yes, my lyrical lips got that mental whip appeal and things And things And things And things That don't ever change. I looked in the mirror my reflection looked back, and I turned around a peeked right back And saw a glimpse of me - in two weeks that have not passed. And I saw you, watch me and see me and I saw you but you couldn't see you because you saw BET, MTV, THE BOX You saw VIBE and SOURCE and BLAZE And got lost in an image haze. Individuality - it this actual reality? Or am I a casualty of non-conformity? Stuck in the matrix of things? |
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