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letra de the matrix - nephew p

[verse 1]
cruising down the street and i’m b-mping loud
gotta quarter tank of gas, quarter of the loud
too much drama in the house and my father moved out
it’s my sisters, myself, my mother in the house
so i call shay, tell her that i really need her
then i grab a bag of reefer, man i need a breather
she told me that i’ll be okay, man i wish i can believe her
shit that’s going on make me wanna call the grim reaper
going through the motion i suppose
i don’t know, took another toke
and then i start overthinking, contemplating, concentrating
wondering about this life and how to make it
plotting hard in this life i’m living
writing chapters til the very ending
red pill, blue pill, pop that xanny for a n-gg-
all i see is green, guess i’m living in the matrix

[hook 2x]
plotting hard in this life i’m living
writing chapters til the very ending
red pill, blue pill, pop that xanny for a n-gg-
all i see is green, guess i’m living in the matrix

[verse 2]
n-gg-s hitting licks loading bricks
or be on the corner, hustle wit’ they clique
hating n-gg-s get the flicking then them n-gg-s get the dipping
and them bullets never miss ’em, bunch of dead n-gg-s
i pray to god i never make the news
or my blood and people, man my city bruised
but we always bounce back, nothing can’t hold us back
even though the opps, they pop us on our back
shit is wild man, shit is crazy
n-gg-s now even k!lling babies
what the f-ck is going on, too much k!lling going on
way too many guns drawn, i ain’t talking crayons n-gg-
gimme the brush and i draw all
i work better when the night fall
may i never reach a downfall
bless the people who i’m down for

[hook]

[verse 3]
mama in the kitchen talking ’bout her body aching
then she fixed a gl-ss of water then she took prescription
i just really hope she aging and it’s nothing more contagious
’cause i really need my mother in this life, i can’t imagine
a life without her, lord gimme answers
lord help me focus, i be trying on my blinkers
and i procrastinate all the time, no debate
and i pray for a steady pace and a happy place
’cause the place i call a home turned to something that’s divided
thinking to myself man i can be the problem?
lord help me solve ’em, each and every problem
the ones that i caused and the ones that happened randomly
this is uncontrollable, feeling so remotely
motions get the best of me, give the world the best of me
praying that this city won’t be the death of me
the one behind the mic tells stories seek longevity

- nephew p

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