Act III Lyrics

(T.I.P)
man meet me at the mirror man
hurry up
come holla at me
NOW!!

(T.I.)
man dis shit is f**ked up man

(T.I.P.)
oh bout time

(T.I.)
ladies and gentleman I apologize for the confusion

(T.I.P.)
what the f**k..f**k dem man you better holla at me

(T.I.)
see if you called back trap muzik you had a problem once before

(T.I.P.)
meet me at the mirror man, come to the mirror

(T.I.)
I thought we had dis shit under control though u know what I'm sayin

(T.I.P.)
nah home boy man I told yall I was gonna let you do this shit for a minute

(T.I.)
nah man hold up man I'm talkin can u see?

(T.I.P.)
man you can't shut me up man I got it from here on out

(T.I.)
man it's obvious that we can......

(T.I.P)
we doin this shit my way now

(T.I.)
man this dude is impossible
man why can't you just talk about what the f**ks wrong wit cha
man why can't you just say what the f**k on your mind man
quit all dat actin out

(T.I.P.)
man talkin don't do mua f**kin good man
man dis shit got way outta hand now

(T.I.)
man I understand all dat grub man but look though man
all you gotta do is ride out

(T.I.P.)
ride out my a*s dat what got my mutha f**kin partna killed man

(T.I.)
man you think I meant for that shit to mutha f**kin go down?
dog you think I would hold da keys like dat?

(T.I.P.)
it don't matter what the f**k you meant to happen

(T.I.)
I mean all in all bra I told you do it my way and that wouldn't had happen

(T.I.P.)
man doin it your way is what got us here right now

(T.I.)
so what you sayin

(T.I.P.)
what the f**k, you heard me say nigga
yall out here man yall on T.V, flossin wit your Hollywood
mutha f**kin outfits and. bra I ain't wit dis shit home boy

(T.I.)
well f**k it den cuz you know every mutha f**kin thing

(T.I.P.)
nah I don't know everythang but I know bullshit when I see it

(T.I.)
man

(T.I.P.)
yall be tryin to mutha f**kin put me on front of every mutha f**kin
camera lights

(T.I.)
da f**k you mean man? what you talkin bout?

(T.I.P.)
ay look you need me partna man

(T.I.)
you need me

(T.I.P.)
There wouldn't be none of dat King of The South shit if it wasnt for TIP

(T.I.)
man TIP your a*s get us locked up every chance you get if I let you

(T.I.P.)
if you let me? you see what the f**k I'm sayin man? how the f**k you let me gonna do somethin? ay look man I'm sick of you and these other hoe a*s rappers out here.
yall can kiss my a*s. you can tell em I said that. fake a*s niggas.

(T.I.)
man I'm done talkin to you.(gla*s breaks) go back to your song
f**k it