J Dilla - Matrix lyrics

[Verse 1] Sabretooth Goon, living tomb, resurrect a rhyme Self acknowledged coon, monsoon when the feeling's high A shadow's breath dawned on my long arm It's hard to speak the truth when they're all trying to sip on Chandon It's gone wrong, but it seems like the finest Days of our lives, but the drama's on so timeless The silence, speaks the loudest from a noisy call What's behind the scenes is centre stage when the curtain falls So drop a tear into your pool full of sunshine No one to trust but this one rhyme Which is composed by a 15 year old kid, who contradicts the world Make sure the new age Negro spiritual unfurls To be at the mercy of someone else's wrath Is to be at the tipping point, of the social spectrograph To think a species with so much grasp could turn out to be so daft Try not to clasp to disguises of the flawed globe A glitch up in the Matrix is more so But I swear on Gandalf's beard, and on Goku's shoe That to you, I will not be fooled And be puppeteered, and put up on display Cause when I do it man, I'll do it my way You can't white out the mistakes you made When you draw them up off the page And they're bubbling to the surface You ain't listen but I know you all heard this Is this just gibberish or am I doing service Serve this to workers and make it worth it Worthless gon' work it, show their purpose [Hook] Cause something's got a grip on my soul Something's got a grip on my soul See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil But all I see is evil, all I hear is evil, all I speak is (repeat) [Verse 2] k**ing a n***a or two Handle my business, hit up these women Stop at my church by you Selling that C rock, hold up the weed shop Visit my grandmama too, stop One good deed don't put your bad back in place If ignorance is bliss then wipe the smile from my face I couldn't sell you rock if you were stoned to your true core I couldn't hurt my girl if my hands were made from two saws I couldn't carry weight even if I had like two Thors All this information too fake, like my tooth's sore It's internal war what they make you believe The truth is but a leaf in a forest of trees You can't even trust your senses, what you hear and what you see You wouldn't have the right angle if you had 90 degrees, damn If you can't appreciate what I'm trying to do I pray most def, you go deaf, before you know d**h I hope you notice, I ain't no novice, the coldest.. Ay, ay, ay bring the piano back man See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil But all I see is evil, all I hear is evil, all I speak is See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil But all I see is evil, all I hear is evil, all I speak is evil Cause it's hard in the medieval Prospects of good bring torment to the people And the good is bad and the bad is worse and I feel like dirt Spilling my soul and end up in a hearse of the cursed and.. Hey stop it man, stop taking out the piano Cause something's got a grip on my soul Something's got a grip on my soul (repeat) See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil But all I see is evil, all I hear is evil, all I speak is x2