Da Matrix Joint

[HOOK]
You in a matrix and you can’t get up out it
Until you come to Jesus coz He’s just the only Way
For you to get out it, some doubt it but if you bout it
Then you must come to Jesus coz He’s just the only Way

VERSE 1
Enter the mind state, infiltrate the crime zone
Same preaching, new time zone
Plus your mind is blown by how the rhyme’s flowing
Lines hit your brain and numb it without the yayo
In 93 I’m hustling in the cut trying to lay low
In 95 a new creature, urban street preacher
This rap thing is cool but God gave me a lot to teach here
I preach this in the midst of life-sucking leeches
And false teachers who use Jesus to cop ice pieces
My life thesis, the gospel
Jesus through my arteries and nostrils
Check out my crew preaching the Bible
I love mics cordless, even haters applaud this
The ladies look good but a godly woman is gorgeous
If I could leave a legacy Lord let ’em remember me
For preaching in the Holy Ghost not positive energy
I offer this, He’ll metamorphosis
Jesus the Christ snatching your soul out the ghost orphanage
Been waiting for a long time in the brick oven
Just waiting to spit cousin
Christ Crucified and His Second Coming
Accept it or reject it y’all didn't know we was here
Crystal clear repent, the End of the planet is near!
Ayo the Holy Ghost rocks me like Japanese sake
Some say I speak cocky, I just know that God got me
And won’t drop me and the gates of hell won’t stop me
And Corey still will preach even if one of you cats pop me

VERSE 2
Ayo you caught up in the matrix
And like the ghetto boys your mind play tricks
Your soul is like, I’m loving this song, your flesh hate this
Because it pull you closer to God
If police ain’t get you yet
Don’t even think you getting over on God!
We put Christ at the tip-top even if you thugging it
Heavy Metal mixed with Hip-Hop, you know you loving it
On the block with a nine with a lot on your mind
Let me drop you a line
Satan got a lock on your mind
He want to see you with a hole in your head shot with a nine
In the front row careful, I spit a lot when I rhyme
I got a lot on my mind
But life without Christ just ain’t the same
Like the New York city skyline
The rhyme bringer, the double-edge sword swinger
The God praiser, the lyrics-from-the-heart maker
I drop verbs and proverbs like Solomon
Screaming false prophets like the green goblin
My man P is married as for me I’m single
Speaking in tongues plus English I’m bilingual
I’m not a gangster but yo I’m running through Rap
And like Bernie Mac I ain’t scared of none of you cats
Jesus Christ the Messiah fact
And when He split the sky that’s when the Empire strikes back
From the ghetto out to your green meadow
The world is a jungle so let’s get ready to rumble