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signor benedick the moor - 1200am lyrics

[intro]
the moral altitude of man is directly related to his aptitude for self-preservation
on the brink of a type 1 society, the question becomes
how effective is self-preservation against ourselves?
and what happens, when the foundations we’ve built crumble
and new heights are just out of reach

[verse 1: signor bened-ck the moor & daveed diggs]
step one in a matrix: don’t think that you could ever make sh-t
cause sh-t’ll make you and sh-t’ll break you, but sh-t, you could never break sh-t
step two: repeat step one, but this time like you mean it
it ain’t no sweatin’, no half-steppin’, no -n-lyzing yo’ dream sh-t
step three: never turn on the tv, big brother is watching with glee
in his eyes, on the prize and the price of your life and your lies are the things people believe till you die
step four is get ready for the forgetting and forfeiting
of everything you stand for, these are the demands and of course it’s
four horses in the form of the force is moving through space
dragon in the sick quarters torches, look at the abyss through our portals

[chorus: signor bened-ck the moor (& daveed diggs)]
but it really don’t matter though ’cause everyone asleep
(everyone asleep, everyone asleep)
virus in the code while there’s n-gg-s in the street
(n-gg-s in the street, n-gg-s in the street)
loops in the system, can’t n-body miss ’em
(can’t n-body miss ’em, can’t n-body miss ’em)
but it really don’t matter though ’cause everyone asleep
(everyone asleep)
sleep tight my baby, there’s no need for you to cry
your life is laid out you live it till you die
if they tell you different you tell ’em to walk on by
foolish pride

[verse 2: signor bened-ck the moor]
pixelated pistols, computer-guided missiles
a rose of 40 thistles arose of 40 issues
mamma grab the tissues, baby grab the ipad
shawty say “i miss you”, n-gg-s say “oh, my bad”
another b-tch off the screen, sniffing blow, sipping lean
what the f-ck do i mean? the matrix is make-believe
the matrix is make-believe, the matrix is make-believe
the matrix is make-believe

[daveed diggs]
welcome to the world of make-believe and you can take your shoes off at the couch
slip into some slippers, grab a cup of tea, inhale the steam into your mouth
open up your senses, zone into the moment, that is what it’s all about
relax away your inhibition till you realize never was there any doubt

[bridge: signor bened-ck the moor]
i’m your mother, i’m your daddy
i’m that n-gg- in the alley
i’m your doctor when in need
want some c-ke? have some weed
you know me, i’m your friend
your main boy, thick and thin
i’m your pusherman, i’m your pusherman

[daveed diggs]
one time for the pusherman, one time for the pusherman
two times for the pusherman, two times for the pusherman

[chorus: signor bened-ck the moor]
but it really don’t matter though ’cause everyone asleep
repeat all the same sh-t and i was knee deep, on the edge
maybe you should leave, creepin’ out, carry the screen, takin’ a motherf-ckin’ seat
but it really don’t matter though ’cause everyone asleep
calm me down homie, calm me down, calm me, calm me down
calm me down homie, calm me down, calm me, calm me down
but it really don’t matter though ’cause everyone asleep
virus in the code while there’s n-gg-s in the street
calm me down homie, calm me down, calm me, calm me down
calm me down homie, calm me down, calm me, calm me down
there’s oops in the system, can’t n-body miss ’em
but it really don’t matter though ’cause everyone asleep
calm me down homie, calm me down, calm me, calm me down
everyone asleep
calm me down homie, calm me down, calm me, calm me down
everyone asleep

[verse 3: signor bened-ck the moor & daveed diggs]
nothin’, these n-gg-s ain’t nothin’
i’m [?] so why they all frontin’? why they all frontin’?
they sittin’ here, f-ck it
[?]
i keep ’em on guessing and waiting, these n-gg-s need anew lesson
so who need a new lesson?
step one in a matrix: don’t think that you could ever make sh-t
cause sh-t’ll make you and sh-t’ll break you, but sh-t, you could never break sh-t
step two: repeat step one, but this time like you mean it
it ain’t no sweatin’, no half-steppin’, no -n-lyzing yo’ dream sh-t

- signor benedick the moor lyrics

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