After all the craziness of the mirror, Los wakes up, startled and in nothing but jeans and a muscle shirt.
Damn…did I doze off or somethin? Different outfit, new kicks? Damn, where the polo?
This Los, what up?
Fuck you mean, what up, fuck you mean what it do, you speakin to C-Los I’m the man right here
Say you think you trill, boy, you can have yo bullshit, bitch nigga please, homeboi be clear
-Man what you talkin about, man I just woke up, rough night that’s what’s up
-Partyin up in this club, next thing you know it was a fight, and I was like that’s enough
Yea it was a fight, and it’s about to be another one since you fired up
Now deal with the bullshit and the killa I just hired up
-You gonna send a killa after me?
-Paid the nigga like 6 or 7 mill, what he a g?
-After all the stuff I did you gonna do me in?
-Guess I’m the real one, you just the pretend.
Fuck ya pretend, see you holdin word life like that punk
Now C-Los is back nigga, your ship just sunk
-Wait, how C-Los is back, nigga done died out
-It’s my time nigga, this is what it’s all about
-It’s all about being real, it’s all about the nice
-Cuz if I walk up in somebody face, it’ll start a fight.
Well playa, sometimes when you walk up, you ain’t got a choice….