They call me Two-Face in the dark of the night
Accused, charged, like Sean Carter would bite
Biggie ain’t even above it though, nobody is right
Hit the double arrow on this if my verse you don’t like
If you still here, I’m talking to y’all
Forgive me but its quickly getting honest & raw
Y’all a walking contradiction, your writing is fiction
You say you’re real as it gets & you probably wrong
But who am I accusing of you in this grouping, I’m included
Proven guilty, fronting is a language and I’m fluent
Yet of the father I’m a student, of Him I’m a son
To His mind I’m tryna be congruent with Him, one
Am I successful though? I don’t know
A dying soul alive in hope, I look with a collide of scopes
Cuz my old self ain’t in a new phase
He’s lingering beside this new self, a two-face
Chorus:
(Scratches)
Flip of the coin both options tenable
Hope it never seems like both sides identical though
There’s another side of you dawg and it has a face
You know it wouldn’t last a day at the magistrates
Your craft is fake like “skill is coming back today
Wackness take the seventh day Adventist Sabbath Saturday”
C’mon man, you’re not the saviour of this rapping thing
We both know that you lack the game to back the claim
Emasculated traipsing masculine attacking tame
Be honest with yourself, you have to play the practice game
And act the same when at play and at display
But pretty much everyone’s acting fake and it’s sad
And sounds bad, following fads, even those of us who act
Like we’re above it all (yeah, me), that’s the same
That’s the other side of me too that I have to face
The going back to grade-school adage: act-your-age
I have a wife and kids that we have to raise
So miss me with the games, I’m a husband & a dad, that’s my place
Chorus
So much on my mind yo I can’t recline or
Decide between another person's life or my pride
One face like Abel steady offering praise
One face steady killing off my brother, he’s Cain
My names Two-face, and it ain’t a new place
Everybody been this way, proof: hate
In the heart of mankind everywhere every time period
You got the earplugs in if you ain’t hearing it
You got the blinders on if you can’t
See it in every single person say it loud in the back
We’re all lying to ourselves it’s how we react
As people to the fact: underneath we’re broken and cracked
If you can’t accept that your whole perspective is wack
You claim to be the realest? son you never been that
You can go ahead and tell ‘em that you’re better than that
But we’re all two-faced and I’m just telling them that