The Matrix Freestyle
Smoking on that pressure
No, I ain't been no better
No, I ain't felt no fresher
Keep a blonde b like Kesha
Hold it down for my day ones
Spend all my days having fun
Never been the kind to hold my tongue
Nights spent with the sheets soaked in blood
Freshest in the midwest that's on the beat, never thought they'd feel my heat
Young Christopher Hanson, take a seat
And I love my brothers and that's a promise I'll always keep
I will always be there for you
I've been slowly dying too
Travesties is all I see
Why can't this Matrix let me be
What does this all mean to me?
To plant a seed
What does this mean to me
To plant a seed
What does this mean to me
What does this mean to me
I am the stone that the builder refused to use
Mentally abused
They cut me deep and watch the potential in me ooze
But yet this noose cast me aside and just hope I lose
The saying about the blues did me dirty and I just might blow a fuse
So what if I lose at least I had a choice in me to choose
Rather be a puppet on a string and have a purpose, at least I have a clue
I look in the mirror and it's not quite the same
What inside me changed?
Am I no longer the same?
Could tell a thousand words, but what we see in the mirror is never framed
If we can't live out who we really are
Are we free?
We tend to lock up our true selves and throw away the key
Just be free
Just be free
Just be free
Just be free
No, I ain't been no better
No, I ain't felt no fresher
Keep a blonde b like Kesha
Hold it down for my day ones
Spend all my days having fun
Never been the kind to hold my tongue
Nights spent with the sheets soaked in blood
Freshest in the midwest that's on the beat, never thought they'd feel my heat
Young Christopher Hanson, take a seat
And I love my brothers and that's a promise I'll always keep
I will always be there for you
I've been slowly dying too
Travesties is all I see
Why can't this Matrix let me be
What does this all mean to me?
To plant a seed
What does this mean to me
To plant a seed
What does this mean to me
What does this mean to me
I am the stone that the builder refused to use
Mentally abused
They cut me deep and watch the potential in me ooze
But yet this noose cast me aside and just hope I lose
The saying about the blues did me dirty and I just might blow a fuse
So what if I lose at least I had a choice in me to choose
Rather be a puppet on a string and have a purpose, at least I have a clue
I look in the mirror and it's not quite the same
What inside me changed?
Am I no longer the same?
Could tell a thousand words, but what we see in the mirror is never framed
If we can't live out who we really are
Are we free?
We tend to lock up our true selves and throw away the key
Just be free
Just be free
Just be free
Just be free
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Writer(s): Isaiah K
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