Matrix
The underground
The power
The power
Humans are layered beings
They house complexities within complexities
Once you have reached a certain level of consciousness
You will come to overstand that all truths are but half-truths
And that reality is but a mind-constructed illusion
You ask, "What is the Matrix?"
Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is
You must be shown
I had a dream I was trapped in a world of metal
Where sirens echo
Above the urban ghetto
I saw it
Even though it felt fabricated
It had to be real
Cause I felt intimidated by cops
The city's crowded
With projects and row houses
Everybody's acting bout it
I doubt it
Cause really
Nothing seems real to me
Fake old friends all in my facility
Tenderly, I touched down with a female
I gained knowledge
And found gems in a sea shell
I read the Bible
Put my life in perspective
Stopped trickin'
Started to be more selective
My weapon's God's eyesight
Divine intellect
Guide my vision
Be precise and direct
Some step to gain props
Lost men equal to the amount of rain drops
Inner city slave shops
It's still the same
What you see is an illusion
Females lost
Trapped in a world of confusion
Some cruising to gain fame from material
Others lose their names pursuing things that's trivial
Satanic rituals
Illumination on your TV
Presidential pornography on a D V D
Stream it to an M P 3 or to a C D
And burn my name on the 1 train
Just to be free
I can't take it
Babylon tainted
Where truth's fabricated
Awakened in the Matrix
I'm caught up in this mind of mine
Let this world know I'm alive
I live
Live my third eye lives to spy
The same guy that watches me
I watch him
Type
Midnight
Blood
We live in the system
But look inward to keep our distance
On any occasion
I'm known to catch a lyrical sensation
Mental constipation
Has spread throughout the nation
Envisioning hard times
We still livin' in
I'm swimming in
Dangerous waters like amphibians
Adrenaline rush
Dictators going push
Nuclear reactors
Is it a true factor?
Bill Clinton's breezing through the House
Full of laughter
Now it's time you tell me just what you're really after
Cream
It make you do the funniest things
Like fronting in different scenes
If you know what I mean
Nothing but anger
Flows through my ventricles
But I remain hieroglyphical
No escaping my tentacles
Unnecessary, voluntary, reaction is scary
Delivering scrolls on point
Cats is quivering
Untangling
Your mental loft, Bo Janglin'
Keep your stars spanglin'
Cause I'll be there brangin' in
Ushering in the new millennium
With plenty premium
Phonetics for ears
So all of y'all come and get it
Although there's a few haters out there
That's expected
My rhymes been specially formatted and selected
Testing, testing, 1, 2, blaze the resin
The intellect is in direct contrast to guessing
So I'm confessing the manslaughter
So I gotta make a run for the border
I'm caught up in this mind of mine
Let this world know I'm alive
I live
Live my third eye lives to spy
The same guy that watches me
I watch him
Type
Midnight
Blood
We live in the system
But look inward to keep our distance
You know who I be
The man with much chi
Prophecy never bow to a lower case g-o-d
On raw facts and tracks that crack backs
Striking points of pressure
Your cavities collapse
Snap necks like green beans
Seen plenty fiends
Teens dream of clean green through laundry machines
Marine SWAT teams convene to intervene
My palms strike, slice and burn like benzene
I'm too keen to be seen with the naked eye
Neutralize your guns like nuns
Hate to lie
I restrict your demo like your living at your parents house
And leave you speechless as if I ripped your larynx out
I know you hate this
I snatch off your two faces
While cooking up death in my basement
Choke on the smoke from burnt flesh
You can taste it
As you stare right into the center of the Matrix
I'm caught up in this mind of mine
Let this world know I'm alive
I live
Live my third eye lives to spy
The same guy that watches me
I watch him
Type
Midnight
Blood
We live in the system
But look inward to keep our distance
Sippin' this liquid sin
I see the whole city tipping' brims
Cocking back straps and most cats is missin' kin
Or missing limbs limbs for dropping rakes or dropping fins
For souls that's gone
We're spilling heavy drops of gin
See everything ain't what it seems
When niggas hands speak love and hate like Radio Raheem
Hard escaping this dream
Created by cream
Sedating these fiends
Their whole reality's a fallacy where hatred's supreme
These streets is heartless
Leaving hallow head objects buried deep inside the carcass
Unloaded cartridge
Tearing through flesh and cartilage
Confiscating lives in the process
Only for murder pride or profit
Or possibly it's gossip
These windy streets don't care
They kill regardless
Lighting up triple darkness with gun smoke
The city's full of cutthroats that cut dope
But the masses love hope
Because it's faceless
Love it cause it makes you think these thirsty cops ain't racist
Love it cause it's odorless and tasteless
In fact, eighty-five percent addicted to the Matrix
Worlds are made within your sight
Populations eyes are tight
I see, what others don't wish to see
I live beyond the system's tricks and boundaries
Worlds are made within your sight
Populations eyes are tight
I see, what others don't wish to see
I live beyond the system's tricks and boundaries
Your skills are complete
Good luck
You're gonna need it
The power
The power
Humans are layered beings
They house complexities within complexities
Once you have reached a certain level of consciousness
You will come to overstand that all truths are but half-truths
And that reality is but a mind-constructed illusion
You ask, "What is the Matrix?"
Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is
You must be shown
I had a dream I was trapped in a world of metal
Where sirens echo
Above the urban ghetto
I saw it
Even though it felt fabricated
It had to be real
Cause I felt intimidated by cops
The city's crowded
With projects and row houses
Everybody's acting bout it
I doubt it
Cause really
Nothing seems real to me
Fake old friends all in my facility
Tenderly, I touched down with a female
I gained knowledge
And found gems in a sea shell
I read the Bible
Put my life in perspective
Stopped trickin'
Started to be more selective
My weapon's God's eyesight
Divine intellect
Guide my vision
Be precise and direct
Some step to gain props
Lost men equal to the amount of rain drops
Inner city slave shops
It's still the same
What you see is an illusion
Females lost
Trapped in a world of confusion
Some cruising to gain fame from material
Others lose their names pursuing things that's trivial
Satanic rituals
Illumination on your TV
Presidential pornography on a D V D
Stream it to an M P 3 or to a C D
And burn my name on the 1 train
Just to be free
I can't take it
Babylon tainted
Where truth's fabricated
Awakened in the Matrix
I'm caught up in this mind of mine
Let this world know I'm alive
I live
Live my third eye lives to spy
The same guy that watches me
I watch him
Type
Midnight
Blood
We live in the system
But look inward to keep our distance
On any occasion
I'm known to catch a lyrical sensation
Mental constipation
Has spread throughout the nation
Envisioning hard times
We still livin' in
I'm swimming in
Dangerous waters like amphibians
Adrenaline rush
Dictators going push
Nuclear reactors
Is it a true factor?
Bill Clinton's breezing through the House
Full of laughter
Now it's time you tell me just what you're really after
Cream
It make you do the funniest things
Like fronting in different scenes
If you know what I mean
Nothing but anger
Flows through my ventricles
But I remain hieroglyphical
No escaping my tentacles
Unnecessary, voluntary, reaction is scary
Delivering scrolls on point
Cats is quivering
Untangling
Your mental loft, Bo Janglin'
Keep your stars spanglin'
Cause I'll be there brangin' in
Ushering in the new millennium
With plenty premium
Phonetics for ears
So all of y'all come and get it
Although there's a few haters out there
That's expected
My rhymes been specially formatted and selected
Testing, testing, 1, 2, blaze the resin
The intellect is in direct contrast to guessing
So I'm confessing the manslaughter
So I gotta make a run for the border
I'm caught up in this mind of mine
Let this world know I'm alive
I live
Live my third eye lives to spy
The same guy that watches me
I watch him
Type
Midnight
Blood
We live in the system
But look inward to keep our distance
You know who I be
The man with much chi
Prophecy never bow to a lower case g-o-d
On raw facts and tracks that crack backs
Striking points of pressure
Your cavities collapse
Snap necks like green beans
Seen plenty fiends
Teens dream of clean green through laundry machines
Marine SWAT teams convene to intervene
My palms strike, slice and burn like benzene
I'm too keen to be seen with the naked eye
Neutralize your guns like nuns
Hate to lie
I restrict your demo like your living at your parents house
And leave you speechless as if I ripped your larynx out
I know you hate this
I snatch off your two faces
While cooking up death in my basement
Choke on the smoke from burnt flesh
You can taste it
As you stare right into the center of the Matrix
I'm caught up in this mind of mine
Let this world know I'm alive
I live
Live my third eye lives to spy
The same guy that watches me
I watch him
Type
Midnight
Blood
We live in the system
But look inward to keep our distance
Sippin' this liquid sin
I see the whole city tipping' brims
Cocking back straps and most cats is missin' kin
Or missing limbs limbs for dropping rakes or dropping fins
For souls that's gone
We're spilling heavy drops of gin
See everything ain't what it seems
When niggas hands speak love and hate like Radio Raheem
Hard escaping this dream
Created by cream
Sedating these fiends
Their whole reality's a fallacy where hatred's supreme
These streets is heartless
Leaving hallow head objects buried deep inside the carcass
Unloaded cartridge
Tearing through flesh and cartilage
Confiscating lives in the process
Only for murder pride or profit
Or possibly it's gossip
These windy streets don't care
They kill regardless
Lighting up triple darkness with gun smoke
The city's full of cutthroats that cut dope
But the masses love hope
Because it's faceless
Love it cause it makes you think these thirsty cops ain't racist
Love it cause it's odorless and tasteless
In fact, eighty-five percent addicted to the Matrix
Worlds are made within your sight
Populations eyes are tight
I see, what others don't wish to see
I live beyond the system's tricks and boundaries
Worlds are made within your sight
Populations eyes are tight
I see, what others don't wish to see
I live beyond the system's tricks and boundaries
Your skills are complete
Good luck
You're gonna need it
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Davis, Joseph Samuels
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