Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Matrix and Holograms, artist - Napoleon Da Legend. Date of issue: 01.04.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Matrix and Holograms |
| Stomp Goliath/ David with the balls of a giant heart of a lion |
| Marching to Zion arguably the Messiah, arguments fire |
| It’s hard not to admire remarkable timing darts shining you can see the light |
| Market it to the blind, hard not to be biased like living life |
| Not relying on technological science, acknowledge the highest third optical iris |
| Optimus Prime and stop the violence, reading stars like the Mayans |
| My art is the livest, arguments start to ignite who’s the hottest artist alive? |
| Audience riot cause my audible’s diamond, ain’t not stopping our grinding |
| Charts climbing records hotter than a tropical climate |
| Making dollars from rhyming honorable like Elijah Mohamed |
| Yo my logic’s melodic and melancholic |
| On the corner like I’m selling narcotic and u can tell from the product |
| I couldn’t really explain or fully comprehend the type of energy that was |
| flowing |
| Inside of me at the moment… but it was powerful though |
| Modern day Elohim say hello to the beam laser green blazers |
| Make a fellow lean pharaoh in the scene pharaoh-gamo dreams |
| Hollywood glamour, matrix and holograms dollars and grands |
| Grimy gentleman grammar pollying with the fam knight Shyamalan slash Charlamagne |
| Charging the game bend a dime over and arching her frame my minds a marginal |
| frame |
| High ranking archbishop with a cardinal slang, hear me talk and explain |
| A light spark in the brain like an arsonist flame narcissistic with dames |
| Feed you god biscuits, lyrical logarithm philosophize with the rhythm |
| Speak with that Solomon’s wisdom, Oliver Twist olive oil and fish oil money and |
| whips |
| Contracts negotiable before the money is split |
| Get your mind open close the door on you quick |
| Yo… this the road less traveled, many embarked on this journey |
| But very few actually came back know what i’m saying, to tell the story |
| So i’m tell you like this… when I’m good, I’m good |
| When I’m bad… I’m better |
| Living irrational Mamis throwing the vaginal |
| Unimaginable anger unmanageable camera crews never deal with amateur dudes |
| Play my cards like Gambit when I move champion rules, Langston Hughes |
| Samson’s in my molecules, dollars to fuel acknowledge my crew nothing but solid |
| dudes |
| Brolic maneuvers make you drown in manure and then I down a Kaluha salute a |
| leader |
| Brutalize the speaker, did a lot of features a lot of MCs dead I built a |
| Mausoleum |
| Drop per diem shows in coliseums dollars you see em fly Mamis polish my semen |
| On a solitary evening, Molotov fever Travel Lodge breeders convincing non |
| believers |
| Rocking sell-out crowds we can em Condoleezzas |
| Fuck the game raw without a condom either |