Stuck in the Matrix trying to find new tricks
To break away I can't stay no way I need a new clique
I need pay like a stock market split I got with blue on blue
Then I began to spit. Like Omar in a flick I'm legit and true grit
Illegitimate snitches and politicians I'm breaking out the matrix
I'm out for the riches
I have caviar dreams and champagne wishes
Nightmares of fights and jumping over ditches
Every dollar I made tears sweat and stitches
So dope you can cope I cast a spell on the witches
Its like the game of death Bruce Lee
Made me vicious I have to let you know
Its money over pigeons
Syrrocaflo syrroc a who
Syrrocaflo in the Black BMW
Dr. Freddie J - Stuck in the Matrix Lyrics
Dr. Freddie J - Stuck in the Matrix Lyrics
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Stuck in the Matrix trying to find new tricks
To break away I can't stay no way I need a new clique
I need pay like a stock market split I got with blue on blue
Then I began to spit. Like Omar in a flick I'm legit and true grit
Illegitimate snitches and politicians I'm breaking out the matrix
I'm out for the riches
I have caviar dreams and champagne wishes
Nightmares of fights and jumping over ditches
Every dollar I made tears sweat and stitches
So dope you can cope I cast a spell on the witches
Its like the game of death Bruce Lee
Made me vicious I have to let you know
Its money over pigeons
Syrrocaflo syrroc a who
Syrrocaflo in the Black BMW
To break away I can't stay no way I need a new clique
I need pay like a stock market split I got with blue on blue
Then I began to spit. Like Omar in a flick I'm legit and true grit
Illegitimate snitches and politicians I'm breaking out the matrix
I'm out for the riches
I have caviar dreams and champagne wishes
Nightmares of fights and jumping over ditches
Every dollar I made tears sweat and stitches
So dope you can cope I cast a spell on the witches
Its like the game of death Bruce Lee
Made me vicious I have to let you know
Its money over pigeons
Syrrocaflo syrroc a who
Syrrocaflo in the Black BMW
Writer: Frederick Jones
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