Lyrics:
Let 'em row your boat, they'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep
Things ain't always what it seems
What's
picture you see
when you're huggin' with your baby i
n the last row in the balcony?
There's Technicolor and Cinemascope,
A cast out a Holly wood,
picture you see
when you're huggin' with your baby i
n the last row in the balcony?
There's Technicolor and Cinemascope,
A cast out a Holly wood,
flying spaceships
It's a riot in my head
But instead I'm just stuck up in the
Matrix, but I'm real life shining
Realized that I had to cut ties
From all
picture you see
when you're huggin' with your baby i
n the last row in the balcony?
There's Technicolor and Cinemascope,
A cast out a Holly wood,
you saw, baby
Shawty tell the truth, I'm wavy
Stars in the ceiling, baby, roof goin' crazy
Swimming in it, I feel like I live in the Matrix, baby
stomp the nigga two minutes long
Know I'm repping West side, putting you in the song, damn
2Pac got smoked by Baby Lane
And both of them niggas dead
one, gun by my side as I mob through the beach
On a mission and I'm fishin' for my DJ Warren G
Now I as I look for the bud sack
And see where my loves
of this b****
You want this whopper come and get your beef n****
I'm not a boxer I'm be brief n****
Were on top I will put you underneath n****s
We will
I'm rectangular 12, I'm 10 and 2
I make arrays, that's what I do
When I put my blocks in columns and rows
I make an array and my rectangle goes like
a n**** goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a n**** goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
too
[Bob Marley]
In rows or around, we can jam it anyhow
I'n'I, I will see you through
Everyday we pay the price, with a livin' sacrafice
Jammin'
time she passes by
Wild thoughts escape
I don't believe in death row
Skid row or the gangs
Don't believe in the Uzi
It just went off in my hand
I,
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Ridin' in
Thanks a lot!
I'm sure glad to be,
To be where I c'n see
So many friends o' mine.
How've I been doin'?
How've I been doin'?
If you really wanta
time she passes by
Wild thoughts escape
I don't believe in death row
Skid row or the gangs
Don't believe in the Uzi
It just went off in my hand
I,
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
Matrix, n**** (n****...), you looking at the one
Fortified with a bonafide blastin' of a gun
We in the space for positionin'
Money and illiciting
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Ridin' in
Right behind me
My outlaw n****s
Down to die for me
Naw what I mean
I hit the scene
N****s ducking for my Guillotine Stare
I'm right there
My every word
Every time we wild, that's rock n' roll, baby
It's back to the basics, hop back in the matrix
Gave the Maybach back, back, now it's off to the races
don't nobody cap on
Slap on some D-R-E
Or some funky ass shit by the D-O double-G-Y D-O double-G
Real G's who drop ki's, protect these N-U-T's, so
notified to eat, your section is green
Welcome to the third world American dream
I'm not intelligent by any stretch of the image
But I can see the looks
like The Matrix (Young SEX)
I keep the exotic drinks and juices by the crates (Young SEX)
She put my cum in her cup like it was shake
I'll never
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