Practice Looking Hard Lyrics - The Mail Man - E-40

[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 

F**kin' nigga, I practice lookin' hard 

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[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 

Photos 

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 motherf**ker 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 20, 000 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 

[Various ad-libs]