Prompt / Lyrics
🎤 Verse – Female Voice / Kendrick Flow – “The Mirror Is a Weapon” Mama cried when the rent bounced twice like a remix Pops dipped out — said the system gon’ beat this Preacher said pray, but the fridge still leanin’ So I boosted from the store while my stomach kept screamin’ Auntie hit the rock, never made her way back Sis got jumped tryna earn her name back School gave me fear, not a vision to lead Taught me how to march, but not how to be free Every homegirl bruised or behind a wall We dodge bullets and boys tryna play God, that’s all They built liquor stores next to where we fall Then arrested us for sippin’ — like it ain’t their law I talk to myself when the world play ghost Trauma in my blood like a lover too closeMama cried when the rent bounced twice like a remix Pops dipped out — said the system gon’ beat this Preacher said pray, but the fridge still leanin’ So I boosted from the store while my stomach kept screamin’ Auntie hit the rock, never made her way back Sis got jumped tryna earn her name back School gave me fear, not a vision to lead Taught me how to march, but not how to be free Every homegirl bruised or behind a wall We dodge bullets and boys tryna play God, that’s all They built liquor stores next to where we fall Then arrested us for sippin’ — like it ain’t their law I talk to myself when the world play ghost Trauma in my blood like a lover too close I don’t want Gucci, I need peace with a pulse But I still keep a blade laced under my coat I had dreams with no shoes, runnin' wild in the rain Now I walk through hell in heels, laughin' at pain They label me angry, they label me loud But stay biting my soul when I speak to a crowd I lost friends to pride, lost love to the grave Lost years to men that just wanted a slave I gave and I gave, now I snatch what’s mine I’m divine with a past, that’s a holy bloodline Taught myself to read pain like it’s scripture Every scar on my skin is a framed-up picture I survived every fire, now I spit like a preacher And my words cut deep — I don’t need no feature They told me to smile, stay soft, stay cute I told ‘em I’m a blade in a thousand-dollar suit I walk like a war, talk like a sermon This ain’t rap — this a black girl burnin’ They say, “Queen, tell ‘em what the truth is” I say, “They don’t hear us ‘til the chalk draws conclusions” Every line a wound, every bar a confession I ain’t rappin’ for a crown — this mirror is a weapon I don’t want Gucci, I need peace with a pulse But I still keep a blade laced under my coat And they say, “Queen, tell ‘em what the truth is” I say, “They don't hear us ‘til the body’s in a news clip” Every line a wound, every bar a confession I ain't rappin' for a crown — this mirror is a weapon
Tags
Female raspy edgy voice Deep tones Gangster rap, rap
Duration
4:00
Instrumental
No
Created
6/28/2025