The Matrix Lyrics

[Black Milk] For every pair of lines I spit I leave you paralyzed and bend so clear a path If you not parallel to my paragraphs Apparently if they say I'm better than you There's no reason for me to put myself on the petistule Movin' forward ahead of you Like you ridin' a bike And you can't move till' the pedals do Nobody teams compare Bold niggas fallin' so fast They need to pull the strings on a parachute So stop the comparisons and get buried up under American soil We can start with the letter U, S Food for thought, thought for fools Where niggas will take a life for the jewels and a pair of shoes The hood is out for dollar signs We trade the heaven skies for a slice of the devils pie Try to make it my downfall but see all I know is to tour Audiences applause for the working cause All the best now is spittin' the truth, Why? You the let down like convertible roofs, I See the mic and murder the booth, nah Killin' shit precise like a snipe that's on top of the roof ha [Chorus: scratched] "You, you, you love my style cause I'm not what ya used to" "Caught in the matrix" - Jay-Z "It's out of hand, how the man gotcha" - Special Ed "You're in my Dangerfield like Rodney" - Das EFX [Pharaohe Monch] Four finger ring rap, sling slang, Pharaohe the flows good You couldn't hang if you was Ving Rhames in Rosewood Couldn't string together some shows If hoes would sing together a song for you And then you came when the doughs good I'm Billy Joel, I really sold Might dust off some red vinyl that's really old Or chop drums On a roll while I'm shotgun With a wireless MPC 4000 I got one I bomb crew, I'm hot I'm cool with Top Gun, but not That fond to Tom Cruise, I got A pool to lyrical warn shots that you shouldn't respond to Like pant legs around the ankles of hipsters I'm tight Paintin' a more visual picture than Pixar Get more, skull than Skelator or rip fuel While y'all bite like parasites and pitbulls [Chorus] [Sean Price] It goes punch, shoot, stab, kill Smoke this, sniff that, nigga pass the pills Niggas rap about daffodils Tree hugger That's when the gat clap ya grill P mug ya My defense is offense Offense is nonsense Drunk with a cufi on Bring it to Allah bent Clark Kent with the glasses off Power fuckin' Loise Lane cause her ass is soft Crip tonight/kryptonite, but I'm a blood today Latin King tomorrow keep it caliente I send Spanish niggas to visit your label ?Ref en biente? and take your digital cable The God hard body Y'all ain't physically able To test me I'm Jet Li This whipping is fatal Blast sketch Y'all niggas is past sex Acting like a boss get lost, what up Hex? [Chorus]Black Milk f/ Pharoahe Monch, Sean Price - The Matrix - http://motolyrics.com/black-milk-f-pharoahe-monch-sean-price/the-matrix-lyrics.html