Mirror Talk Lyrics – Kadesmode

01 Sep Mirror Talk Lyrics – Kadesmode

From the 2025 album “Crown’

Yeah… it’s Kade.

You can’t copy what’s divine, baby.
(Heh)
They can use the face but they can’t fake the faith.
Let’s talk.

Woke up, logged in, saw my clone on the screen,

Whole crowd cheerin’, but it ain’t what it seem.

They can mimic my glow, but not the work in between,

Been grindin’ since I had a notebook and a dream.
See, they love your shine till they blinded by reflection,

Critics in the comments, tryna test your direction.

But I’m too seasoned, too reasoned, too blessed with intention,

Turn the shade to protection that’s divine intervention.
Boss moves only, I don’t flinch when they doubt me,


Crown been heavy but it fit so proudly.

You can’t glitch real, baby, code too rowdy,

Every “nah” I heard just rerouted my Audi.
I’m talkin’ mirror talk, look at me, I’m the proof,

Ain’t no copycat alive gon’ reproduce this truth.

I’m the art, I’m the author, I’m the living breakthrough,

They could trace my face but they can’t trace my roots. (Yeah, yeah) 

This for the hustlers, the healers, the dreamers in grind mode,

The teachers, the mamas, the ones on that night road.

Keep speakin’ your truth, let your light unfold,

You already gold, baby you already gold.

They want my peace, but they ain’t seen my nights,

The pressure, the prayer, the silent fights.

But faith is a rhythm, and belief got might,

So I’m dancin’ in storms like my future’s in sight.

I’m that balance street smarts and Ivy League grace,

I talk data and dollars with glitter on my face.

AI can’t catch my soul’s base trace,

‘Cause I move with a beat no bot can replace.
From boardrooms to block sounds, I stay divine,

Every “you too much” just prove I’m aligned. 

They tryin’ to remix me, but I own my design,

Tell ‘em I’m the headline, not the byline.
Confidence louder than the crowd tryna boo,

Speak your name proud, that’s your debut.

You the one, not the sequel, the voice, not the echo,

Your path tailor made, baby let that flex show.

Mirror talk, mirror talk yeah, I’m still the proof,

Every scar, every flaw made me bulletproof.

I’m the art, I’m the author,
I’m the living breakthrough,

They could trace my face but they can’t trace my truth.

(Yeah, yeah)
So this for the nurses, the stylists, the techs in the code,

The builders, the bosses, the hearts in control.

Keep speakin’ your truth, let your light unfold,

You already gold, baby you already gold.

“Real Talk” Real talk…

See, the thing is they gon’ love you when it’s trendy,

But question you when it’s empty.

They gon’ copy your sauce, remix your style,

Try to take your crown but baby, they can’t take your smile.

‘Cause that? That come from grind. That come from God.

That come from those late nights when nobody applaud.

It’s you vs. you not them vs. truth.
And when you finally believe it?
You unstoppable proof.
So keep your head high, keep your pen sharp,

Keep your foot on the gas and your faith in your heart.

You the type they share.

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