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jubelectron - automated may tricks (matrix) كلمات الأغنية

[verse: jubelectron]
automated may-tricks (matrix)
i cannot hate this
face it they’re basic
god and i made this
not made from sp-ces
made from the apeses
so its not make-shift
that life force is sacred
astrally awakened
they’re racin i’m pacin
i’m holdin the map to the maze they’re encaged in
maze is like life all those choices you’re makin
five twenty eight i tune into my station and
ohhhmmmm/i’m……. just meditatin
this rhyme that i write is like my levitation
walking through walls even strong as the banks is
if life is a b-tch then i’m doin the spankin
anger can make all your friends seem so faceless
take the sweetness from the juices your tasting
don’t understand all the choices i’m makin
but thats cool with me cause its god that had placed him
or was it satan
that is the lie that i been contemplatin
i ask for answers but god keeps me waitin
tells me to flow just to go with the changes
how can i deny the signs that were fated
how can i stop that i never could say sh-t
always debatin
whether or not all this weed should be blazin
this is the throne i worked hard to obtain-b-tch
you can`t even say sh-t
you will get slain b-tch
i`m ill as hiv when the government first made it
spittin verbal science that i learned from the ancients
i`m fresh they`re ancient
i land and they ate sh-t
monkey see monkey do emcee mental cases
caused by the words that they been perpetratin
lost on the grind when i found some inspiration
too many times i seen minds so vacant
mental vocation is my mental displacement
spittin rhymes so phat my own back is breakin
i`m just a rapper in the moment when the break hits
heavy mind now floatin always wanted it anch-r-d in
way too true for me to ever be fakin this
choppin up the copper turn the piggy into bacon bits
in the fountain i be tastin this
refreshment of perspective lacking all neglection
thousands of gold souls all got mentioned
dear god dear god where am i lyin
feel like the only neo left in this zion
all this matters mine and the matter`s meant to be-me
living in a lie that`s why you caught up in the 3-d
four-d can`t afford me and can`t stop me
not where the cohort is i`m chillin where god be
never got time for my ma or my papi
can`t be tied down they dont understand the prophecy
smokin emcees i be where the marijuana be
illest mind i write more metaphors than an odessy
….and you can`t be locking me
except up in love cause that flame`s where my heart-has-been
if you dont got that flame then your just not-as-g
…….so you just can’t be lock-in me
…all you emcees are as whack-as-steve

- jubelectron

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