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Jot Maxi - Geomatrix 144 (feat. Pzyon) Lyrics



Jot Maxi - Geomatrix 144 (feat. Pzyon) Lyrics
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Grammaton! Cleric
Tetragrammaton, know who he is?
Gave us his son I wear it like a merit
Still I commit so many sins
Ain't no preacher teacher or minister
But might as well spread light with my overactive mind full of rhymes
Combined with my vampire voice all deep and sinister!
To my mum I was far from the good-est son
Wanna try live now like a Buddhist monk
And I live what I speak, not a blind sheep
But when all the research is there
Or from one little prayer to a next dimensional near death scare
Yeah, you'll always circle back to the fact that:
We are all blind sheep!
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
Fight fire with fire,
Nobody wins everybody dead!
I could free my desire with dirty things again lose my head,
But I think I'll keep my soul instead!
One one two
One and two, three
Three and two, five
Five, three, eight
Five and eight, thirteen
Thirteen, eight, twenty one
Twenty one, thirteen, thirty four
Twenty one, thirty four, five five
Thirty four, five five is 89 and
Fifty five and Eighty nine,
Is a hundred and forty four
Yeah, I just spat a verse full of numbers
And nearly none of them numbers rhymed
But understand that!
And you might get a clearer vision of life
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
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English

Grammaton! Cleric
Tetragrammaton, know who he is?
Gave us his son I wear it like a merit
Still I commit so many sins
Ain't no preacher teacher or minister
But might as well spread light with my overactive mind full of rhymes
Combined with my vampire voice all deep and sinister!
To my mum I was far from the good-est son
Wanna try live now like a Buddhist monk
And I live what I speak, not a blind sheep
But when all the research is there
Or from one little prayer to a next dimensional near death scare
Yeah, you'll always circle back to the fact that:
We are all blind sheep!
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
Fight fire with fire,
Nobody wins everybody dead!
I could free my desire with dirty things again lose my head,
But I think I'll keep my soul instead!
One one two
One and two, three
Three and two, five
Five, three, eight
Five and eight, thirteen
Thirteen, eight, twenty one
Twenty one, thirteen, thirty four
Twenty one, thirty four, five five
Thirty four, five five is 89 and
Fifty five and Eighty nine,
Is a hundred and forty four
Yeah, I just spat a verse full of numbers
And nearly none of them numbers rhymed
But understand that!
And you might get a clearer vision of life
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
Ain't no red or blue pill in this matrix
The 1% just want war
Sacred molecules make our spaces
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
144
Geomatrix 144
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Writer: Jot McNamee
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Performed By: Jot Maxi
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Jot McNamee

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