4C - Matrix Lyrics

Yeah, if one gon' die then another one goes down
If the bitch not shy and gets to grabbin' the tec
She might go ahead and suck it out
She loves talkin' shit but can barely work her mouth

Rappers on them different downers
Father overdosed on the couch tryna teach me about them vowels
I'm not in school and I'm not your child
4C made himself like the kid that got sent down the Nile

I know she's sweatin' cause she grabbed a towel
Buildin' up tiles of cash
So many goddamn killings, I call it a massacre
And where the f*ck is your savior

In the ground, that's why I smoke on the earth
Doctors steady poppin' perks to the lil kids
Sippin' on the water, better get to work
That's not alcohol if it ain't stained your shirt

Grab the tris, pass it to Patricia
I just met Melissa
Pour it in your cup, sip it in your liver, let it flourish
So many mental psych wards, I could f*ck on nurses

We bout to f*ck up your churches
Grab the popcorn, this a circus
Grab the hot horns, I'm a motherf*ckin
Bull in the dirt, bitch

Sell your soul to the sun, the one who really gets to workin
And I ain't talkin' bout that Jesus, dude
He's like a sea urchin
Yeah, yeah

After we burn the body, we let the ashes blow in the wind
Yeah, I don't repent my sins
I don't regret my sins
I let all the pictures roll out as if I was in a film

This bitch is rated R, she ain't got no fins
But she know how to swim, yeah
F*ck the torture, rather pour it out and let it all go to brim
Yeah, the matrix, the f*ck are we in, yeah

You can save it, your goddamn father ain't gon' save shit
Five percent, unless he's the god, tint
The G looks like a six, I gotta ride
Yeah, the G looks like a six, I'm on the top

A, B, D, f*ck a C, I'd rather have the five
Yeah, throw him in the fire, yeah
Burn him like a stamp, yeah
I'm stompin', I ain't got cramps

I was there forever, cause I ripped it on the camera
They ain't satisfied for what I got, they ain't satisfied with the damned, yeah
The pot helped me stand up
Stare at the stop signs and you mad, yeah