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The Matrix
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Matrix was released on February 13, 2025 by Double07Drape as a part of the album In The Field
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Release DateFebruary 13, 2025
LabelDouble07Drape
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Christopher Draper
Sean Christopher Draper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rocki Laurenc
Rocki Laurenc
Producer

Lyrics

Lames moving awkward, blurp blurp make the block hurt
Coach said get em choppin', **** I get it choppin
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Reporting live from the basement, I'm in the matrix
My son Killa Cam signed an autograph when I was young
On a pink paper, God bless, never find me Satan
Hot like Bahama, mama deuce deuce, no Deandre ayton
Take em up escalators, at the top I take em
Then I drop haters from skyscrapers
Wavin' hi to the neighbors, I'm hot blazin
Sanaa lathan ', I'm not sayin' cop razors
But Ill blade em, cut it out, I fade em
I'm not phasin', the spot's vacant
When in doubt, dollar change em
Rock blazers, I'm not Damian
Or Terry Crews, piss off, I stare at you
Type that like yo fish, wet and squirmy you's a scary dude
Heard me bomb, 90's crisscross, rockin' every shoe
Mac Daddy, Rizz God, Krabby Patty with Bob
Opposite day, tings backwards, get the picture
Yeah, and they ain't never picked Sean
Yeah, and now they gettin' pissed on
Yeah, yeah, they see the wrist glow
Yeah, I'm back to take a piss on you **** who talkin' shit
The stats gon' say you missed when you **** start talkin' bricks
Rap or make a TikTok before you start talkin' clips
Gats don't got a get, but you **** know I got hits
It's Cat to want to do jive shit and not get rich
The IG live shit, ja sticks, pokin the grizz
No pun intended, we crushin' em
Goin' up like ceiling roofs
Silly Crooks, control yo spot like you Dillion brooks
Love but bruh scant when you got millions
Fans and financial, you stand on the mantel
Low class to show your ass like **** panted you
And now **** embarrassed you, yeah
But am I gon' make a mill
Will I win? Is it my turn
Am I gon' sign a deal? Real spill, when will I learn
lames movin' awkward, blurp, blurp, make the block turn
Coach said get em choppin, ****, I get it choppin
Yeah, yeah
I said, will you leave again? Shall I stop her
Spend the bin again, motherfucker
Pop em, to the world, stop em
It's out of character, that's really not him
We a rocks, fella, some real hip-hoppers
Lots of cheddar, pop up, get maza
Rella, won't fumble the pill
Move proper, won't crumble for real
Can't block us, call a doctor, some real stop droppers
Roll gas to light the block up, yeah
I said, roll gas to light the block up
I tell you, stop up, I get a shot up
And then I, brr, brr, **** light the block up
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Written by: Sean Christopher Draper
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