The Gray Anonymous by Matthew
Cover-art: Mehrnoosh Mohamadi

Telegram.me/matthew_official

WORDS:
[Intro]
Yeah!
You can't cut me
The thing is
I've been doing this for years man!
I've been living this music motherfucker!

[Hook]
I thought it best, not knowing if I'm the first or next, to do my best.
I spit my soul through my lyrics, watch me making process.
I did it once, and I can do it again. more or less.
I stay true to my music where I'd be more than this.
Tell me things I do not know, make me wonder:
"What if It's just a dream of what it is or what we think it is?"
Tell me things I need to know and where I need to go!

[Verse]
As a kid,
Enjoyed my loneliness and grief I felt over my fate (fate)
The silent me who lives a pain inside and loves to think (think)
Who loves to paint, but sees the world in gray 
So he draws, he draws, he does, no laws to obey
Neither black nor white, the gray anonymous
He knows how much I love art and philosophers
He brought me here and made me this
Grown up on streets. I took my drags on drugs
Smoked my lungs and took my pills
But when I go back
I'm thinking that "this" could be "that" x2 (what?)
I could be wearing a hat instead of a cap
Why did I come up with Rap?
I could be studyin' the math (math?)
But fuck it, I went on a track.
Same as the ink on my pad
Used to be wearing in black
Motherfuckers never knew facts
We shot the motherfucking pack
Been eating but never got fat
My hunger never satisfies
You lie within lies
I'm speaking the truth, you go mad
Now look where I'm at
You don't think it's cool cause I make a fool of you
When you're new and I am an old-school

[Hook]
I thought it best, not knowing if I'm the first or next, to do my best.
I spit my soul through my lyrics, watch me making process.
I did it once, and I can do it again. more or less.
I stay true to my music where I'd be more than this.
Tell me things I do not know, make me wonder:
"What if It's just a dream of what it is or what we think it is?"
Tell me things I need to know and where I need to go!

The Gray Anonymous - Single

The Gray Anonymous

1956

They say you can hear and see everything that's being said and done.
They say you know when we'd be gone; and what is beyond the light.
I leave my body for a while when I am behind the mic.
I use my mind to go on trips. I try to think.
I think I died with a bullet shot in late 1956
I look at my withered face.
I try to remind myself where I was goin' with this?
Injected sadness and pain. I bottled my tears.
My ideas were nightmares to my white parents
I fought my fears while I had no color on my face.
I tried to keep my faith and pray for better days.
But then someone said you are dead. You were not expected to live.
You bled to death under their knives and no one can wipe this blood off us
We gave birth to a neonate in the neon world. A total waste of space.

open-ended. complex. cold and lifeless.
I think I might just be okay when I die!
BLOOD / WAR / VIOLENCE is all you've got.


[Ambient sound effects]

Unofficial Releases

1956 (Prod. by Syndrome)

WATCH IT ON YOUTUBE
https://youtu.be/bKvUcrqdPLo
I hear ya praying son
You better keep your mouth shut cause you don't know what to say
You think they know you and they're fans but can't even pronounce your name
This is not what you and your friends do, This shit is not the same
Hope the claim got some aim. I put you in your dirty frame
Fuck the past and everything you do for show
This type of beat won't make you gangster bro
Fuck you funky puck, I dump your hoe
You can't resist the hole and last so long
I want ya to know that this is hip-hop.
We're not here for your ass, or pole dance!
Shit is complicated, Everybody gotta be enlightened
It is not only performance
What more could you ask for?
Rap form out on platforms.
You rap porn to flirt with that whore.
Outdoor we gon' be at war!

You may consider me as an aggressive negative type
But what I do is for me and it must be fucking with your mind!

Dirty Frame

TRUE COLORS
PRODUCED BY MATTHEW
Cover-art: Mehrnoosh Mohammadi

به منظور حمایت از تولید اثر، هنرمند و جامعه هنر؛ هم اکنون اثر «رنگ‌های حقیقی» از طریق درگاه امن آی‌دی‌پی قابل خریداری و دریافت است.
yun.ir/mtc
(پوشه زیپ؛ شامل تصویر و فایل صوتی + پی‌دی‌اف متن و ترجمه)

Public Release Date: October 1st

True Colors - single

True Colors

Cover-art Credits: Mitch Griffiths
[Lyrics: Godemis x Ubiquitous x Wrekonize]
I'm bored out of my fucking mind with these fat asses and fast food
Fake beefs and rap crews, snapbacks and tattoos
Every new fad is just bad news like I need that I watch CNN
Stressed up from the chest up, it's a good thing that we knee-deep in
We in the real world, shit's real dawg
I don't care what you don't feel dawg
People countin' on me like chip stacks
And a matter of fact I got bills dog
Doin' B-I, hella B-I-G with the bosses, up at the office
No leverage, I gotta eat so, I'ma take whatever he offers
It better be legit, and you can eat a dick
I been working shifts up at the Pita pit
Got a contract, couldn't respond back
Lost contact, couldn't read the shit
May never know what might've been
But then again, considering I'm on the grind
Somebody hold em, blindfold em, one last smoke set em up in a line

Line 'em all up on the wall and then aim at it
Way that we came at the game like a pain addict
The way we came at like it ain't matter
Brain scatter your grey matter like hey batter
Swing batter batter swing, he can’t hit he can’t hit
They want my spot on the label but they can’t have it
You sick of seeing my face pasted up in the place
Shit I don’t know what to say bitch you can blame Travis
Snake and bat, we chain react you think it’s
Easy huh, wanna be the one?
Go easy bro you think its easy come?
But they don't see me go, what have we become?
When I’m on the road, I don’t see my son
Two months at a time on the eat and run
Put the check on the rent and then eat the crumbs
Pull the change out the couch and the pizza come
I’m wide awake, y’all taking naps
Trying to join our rank, I ain't taking apps
I don’t see these funds, I'ma speak in tongue
Payback's a bitch and she don’t pay in cash
We never quit when they tell us no because the
Love and respect’s what I felt the most and so I
Exercise my self-control, but which one of y’all helped me though?
Blindfold ‘em…

You with the BS, you wanna be Wrek?
You droppin' demo discs, I'm hittin' eject
I wanna tell you the bottom line is a typical topic
And I'm a pinnacle profit of time, the best
Watch me closer now
Blindfold the crowd
Rhyme hold 'em down
I warn you now clown

Ring around the Middi, we hit that wall
We the shit and comin' to hit that stall
Enemies enterin' in the ring back off
We pop up whenever we get that call
Ain't nobody gonna body me, no man
I'm takin' the bull by the horn with both hands
So, breakin' the rules, I'ma go with no plans
Of reconciliation, now look at what you're facin'
Trace it back to the basement, where it came from
Lick another shot with the ray gun
I'm true to the shit, y'all new to the script
Wonder why I lick a shot with the same tongue
Shit's beyond easy, so be gone ya peon
If we on, then roll up bleezies
Blindfold 'em so when they don't see me
They point a finger as if I'ma hate on Weezy
Please believe me or leave me to be
Lock 'em and load 'em, pop to B street
It's all fly in the vanilla sky
420 motherfucker, wanna rock to this beat?
It stops officially, the bucks I mean
Get 'em up I mean
Elevated on a hater, bringin' up the scene
Ready to unload it on ya motherfuckin' team

If you gotta get a Cru, get a Ces one
You make a motherfuckin' move for the next run
Checks come only when the best drum flex huh
Better be gettin' ready for the moment that the flesh bumps
I been talkin' to myself 'bout the honors on the shelf, get your head spun
You need a place to pray or a better god to hate shit, I probably can erect one
I been rockin' with the Ces since the prophets of Tibet gotta leg up on the next sun
Every time the brothers speak, you just know it's gettin' deep when you wake up with the dead ones

Ces Cru - Codename: Ego Stripper - Blindfold [Covered by Matthew]

Codename: Blindfold

DIRTY FRAME [INSTRUMENTAL]

Unlock doors,
I promise to change at a core level.
Dreams can inform and deform
Angel to pure devil.
I try to absorb as much as I can
Just let me dive into your abstract ideas
& transform my creative lens
Turn my visions into action
Sharpen my mind
I'm feeling old fashioned
Rewire old patterns that serve no more
I'm an addict
Tell me how can I incorporate 
- some new habits?
There's usually more than one way to achieve what I want
But sometimes I can not map out
So I walk to the heart of matter
It was only a matter of time before I leave
Trying to find a solution to the problem
- had left me mentally ill
God save me from fools with a lil philosophy
I try to remain curious
- about what is around me
Not even family 
- had cared enough to warn me
She says she loves me
But that's not enough to warm me
I joined the army to save my country

But what I see is slaughter
Her daughter / my brothers
Mothers moaning. God damn!
Wish we could give birth to each other
-
WORDS: MATTHEW
COVER ART: ANNE MAGILL
SAMPLED FROM KHIYAL BY PEYMAN YAZDANIAN 

A Woman's Face in the Distance (Austral)

Prod. By Tundra Beats
Words: Matthew

#1
I'm a sober soldier
The prison is time; I'm older 
Fuck my brain with words, seduce her
Maybe that way I would survive this, wholesome.
I'm a sober soldier
A sober soldier 
I Fucked my brain up with words, seduced her
It's the only way I would survive this, wholesome.

#2
I ain't flawless 
Man, I think a part of me is gone
Life is a farm n I'm working as a peon
Every day I doubted my whole being 
Cuz I was permanently present in my own dream's heart 
(Yeah)
I will restart the "me" song if you talk over it
I'm individual; I may be lonely
These days I don't know anything
I just go with it

(We ended up in the situation - that scripted life
that everybody seems to be living,
Going up this ladder to nowhere.)

#3
It can be a struggle to make ends meet
You trying to market yourself for the next gig
I am trying to figure my shit out
I'm trying x3
Every day I survive
I try x3
I tried to stay alive 
At least I tried

#4
Street's a military I gotta be a soldier
We know the truth now that your games are over
We got a proof and we do know what we're supposed to do
When we would survive this, wholesome.

With each passing day I am aging 
Changing as thoughts forge ahead
Chasing wisdom until the last breath I'd be taking
While you are faking...

#5
I'm a sober soldier
I have often had to eat my words
So I decided to go on a diet, read some books
Add some poetry to politics, spit a verse
After years, Learned how to beat the version of me
Which was a weakness I couldn't see
Words which strip away my composure
Shred what's left of my sanity.


(While my brothers and sisters are brought up on a diet of TV, words become my refuge, as I use them to express myself and soothe my psyche with their power and potency. The truth is unveiled in these moments when language is used poetically - providing insight into the depths of human emotion that can't be replicated by machines. By embracing its unconventional beauty, I am able to be filled with meaning, too complex for mere perfection.)

#6 Outro
I ain't flawless 
Regardless of what they think 
Look what you brought us
Let's be honest 
Look what you brought us
I ain't flawless
Regardless of what they think
...


Sober Soldier (Live)

Far from Reality (Live Performance)
Music Produced by HIDO III

#1 Verse 
Sometimes I dread my own reflections
I have apprehensions - far from reality :
Those who perceive as being on par with me
That's a notion which is untrue. No! No one is ever gonna do what I do with the same level of tenacity. Don't be mad at me but I know for certain that it's an unfounded assumption
A false equivalence. Y'all fade away under my harsh light of evidence: The uniqueness of my essence.
This isn't easy however, I won't live forever
So you can get over me (but are) you sure you can handle it?
To cope with such feelings, you must grow your capacity
There will never be another me.
It's simply not possible. each person is capable.
But none are so gifted that they could happen as I did 
In the middle east

#2 Hook
I'm living my dreams
Cause my life is far from reality 
Your God can not be mad at me!
I take leaps of faith to live out my fantasies
Where I'm Far, Far from reality 
Reality feels like a distant memory

#3 Verse
I live my dreams as if I am splendid
But what about poverty? Have I noticed my reality?
Who are these people that govern me?
There is no one to cover me.
I believe no God. Admonish me.
Are you waiting for my apologies?!
(Ayy)
I Love the flesh my blood's pouring through 
If I should die be'fore I wake
I'm a construct of your world 
Deep-rooted polluted, tortured, hated
Let me tell you something about the 20s
Cause this period is about to end.
I love the dirty sections in the collection which I represent 

#4 Hook
I'm living my dreams
Cause my life is far from reality 
Your God can not be mad at me!
I take leaps of faith to live out my fantasies
Where I'm far, far from reality 
Reality feels like a distant memory

#5 Outro 
We're fed up


Far From Reality (Live)

20s | written and produced by MATTHEW
Taken from #20s mixtape album | track no. 0
Telegram.me/matthew_official

WORDS:
I was 21 but not a savage
I had no idea about the marriage
I sold my soul to the game in a package
Now I'm secure from you and brain damage 
Man, I was at that age of the most beautiful thoughts 
Passionate about family and friends. new ideas and art. 
Let me tell you a story, not a fairy tale 
I have been fucking with the Mary Jane 
We painted on the walls of this Jail 
Just to forget.
Again and again and again.
Don't play the role of a friend to be where I am in the frame 
Take a stroll down memory lane:
You were not there; Where I needed help.
Now I got a lot of things to remind myself
All the things that I dealt with 
And Yes, I am still in the position of dominance 
It's been a while and I don't know what time it is
I think I've lost my confidence
Deep down I must have some ideas
To survive in the streets, you can not be the weak
I'm not old as I feel
People want me to beef but that's not what I eat
I kill all 24 fuckers on a beat
Now they want me to feature!
But that's not what I seek
And You can't appear weak in the streets
Better be ready to leave
I won't quit til I die motherfuxker as long as I breathe

20s (Intro) (Prod. by HIDO III)

WORDS: MATTHEW

I'm alive but unconscious
My pale face tells you everything
I died just before the dawn
I need some time to digest the fact
I saw a light when everything went black
A human being born to live a life
I think it was a chance given
I seek a higher truth
I want to share my vision
Ophelia was right n I was blind with media
Doctor, drugs never heal the unforgiven
X2
I'm alive but unconscious
You people are righteous. But I act like a drunk
Wild and free; I guess your word is punk
My world is filled with monks.
I need songs; Rhythms to be played with drums
When the sun is set I want my Ophelia dancing with the stars, when the river reflects the blackness of the night, she cries the cosmos and each tear turns into lights; now I see stars flowing like a river through my mind. The spark of ideas set me on fire. I am burning with the passion I don't find.
Let 'em set me on fire.
I took over the world and never found my childhood. I never tasted sweet dreams after the mushrooms. I hated the school but I'm coming straight out of old-school hip-hop.
The key to the door where I found you: The sun of my emptiness spreading the light; I am the moon, reflecting the pain in my life:
The government, Politics, Liberty, and Justice are Unknown to this man. I want to drown myself in a sleep so deep that not even an apocalypse can wake me up.
I end this tragedy.
Don't be mad at me.
Ophelia!


OPHELIA

VICTIMIZED BY #MATTHEW
TAKEN FROM 20s #MIXTAPE ALBUM
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WORDS:
Going through the pain and surviving my feelings made me deep and complex.
"Subconscious mind" has been one of my projects. I'm looking for options. I might plan on something new and work hard to accomplish just to have my objectives undermined. I'm good. I'm doing fine. But this energy have been stronger when I was younger and I moved through it since - still being alive.
Handling chaos even when the results are unpredictable. I have the strength. I will survive or I would die. N if I'm not sure how to channel this in positive. I can be reckless, out of control and wild.
I may be insensitive to the feelings of those around me - or just not care what I bring out in them. I can upset you. fuck with your emotions and dump you but I will hold you tight and I will tell you I love you
I need to be focused and deep.

Don't forget to smell the flowers
Just remember what I say

The intention is to bring me depth
Although I feel overwhelmed, I don't think I am depressed but repressed. I want my freedom. 
I won't be victimized in the process.
You're not able to control my temper
I'm being forced to feel things intensely
I embrace the shift, to see where it takes me
I see my life and how I define myself is in a constant state of transformation and It's crazy.
I might appear weak sometimes
and don't truly share myself
My thoughts be my words and rhymes
The flow will help me to find myself
And I will grow as I feed.

wake up everybody
I just want to start a new day



Victimized

Words:
And the Oscar goes to
Parasite 🪱

#Hook
At the end of every day you will recognize
The need; The hunger; We parasites
Every morning when you wake up you'll realize:
The need and hunger for more
We Parasites x 10
#Whispering:
I'm always hungry, I'm so greedy
I want some more, Gimme mo dough 

#1 Verse
 Why would I wanna die with soda?! 
I feed on others like a greedy mullah! 
Why being in a rush? I hold up! 
Wait for a host to show up
Taking our time. It's a daily cycle.
Thriller for others but call me Michael
Can't be a friend I'm investing on ya
Here's the contract: Now I can feed off of ya
#2
 Every night I go out with my family;
Looking to feed our voracious appetites. 
What can save you from us parasites?
No amount of wealth can build us our lost paradise
Keep the lord happy: we gon' sacrifice
Bringing ass and tits and advertise
Now Globalize
#3
We latch on like leeches until our needs are met.
No time to waste away; I want the whole family fed!
We all want to live longer others will suffer under our hunger
Only the most generous offer will do
Why don't you sit down? Check out the menu!
#4
We keep searching for a meal ticket
Real good means to be real wicked 
I think you can be a real dick head
But she wanna be with you the whole weekend
You keep selling out a sold ticket
And still wondering if it's where you're fit in
Sucking the lifeblood like a vampire
And I need you to pour me again 

#Hook
At the end of every day you will recognize
The need; The hunger; We parasites
Every morning when you wake up you'll realize:
The need and hunger for more
We Parasites
I'm always hungry, I'm so greedy
I want some more, Gimme mo dough

#Outro
Whispering:
I'm an employer; you're my employee
Everyday, Hello Good morning
We need more than mere pittances
And our greed knows no bounds
Our greed knows no bounds 
With no remorse or guilt
We killed whatever we found
______________________
Wed, March 29 2023

Parasites

Dark Cloud | written and produced by MATTHEW
Taken from #20s mixtape album | track no. 17
Telegram.me/matthew_official

WORDS:
Armed not with weapons
But still, I'm the menace to them
I reached all my dead-ends
My thoughts become my sentence
As I stand still in this chaos
They shoot brothers who led us to the light
Haunted by pictures of those who tried to kill us by letting us down
Each gunshot echoes through the emptiness of my soul,
A reminder of the reality that we all live in a world where power is obtained through bloodshed, 
You fuck-shit cruelly cut down by senseless violence
And I keep asking myself

Who is your god? Where does he hide? 
When your sisters and brothers are dying?
Where is your god? who's on your side? 
These questions linger in my mind like a dark cloud (like a dark cloud)
Obscuring any semblance of faith
In these moments of loss
x2

Leaving behind the scars that marked our bodies during the war
Heard a laughter from the heart / a playing girl in the yard (reverbed laughter)
The dust settled, the smoke cleared
I saw a dog in the truck, red in the blood
Then the officer barked: (bark)
Don't you forget what is 'love!
When you 'hear the thundering bombs
When you see fathers buryin' their sons.
I remember you touching my skin
But how can I 'be alive? I'm lost. 
I'm lost and I've got this feeling
There's no honor in doing this stuff
If God is with me then who is playing on your side?
(...) (Delay)

Who is my God? Where does he hide? 
When my sisters and brothers are dying?
Where is my God? Who's on their side? 
These questions linger in my mind like a dark cloud (like a dark cloud)
Obscuring any semblance of faith
In these moments of loss
x2

Dark Cloud

Friday (feat Sravin) | Produced by MATTHEW
Taken from #20s mixtape album | track no. 18
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Friday

Friday (feat. Sarvin)

مرد دیوانه
شعر فروغ
وکال: سروین
تنظیم و ترکیب: MATTHEW

Aug 15, 2024

Sarvin - Marde Divane

Man I've come the wrong way and it's "One-Way"
Written and Produced by MATTHEW 

Released : Wed, August 21 
#MATTHEW #SOUNDCLOUD
Verse 1:
This shit so bare, my diary ain't hid
Your shit is sober like rhyming for kids
Can't hide yourself behind hi-hats or kicks
You're just another product of the matrix
Undeniable talent?!
You leave people scratching their heads in confusion 
Music, made you think that you were chosen
It's an illusion 
Tragic...
Sorry for spoiling the magic ✨

Hook:
Man you've come the wrong way and it's one-way
You can't say that you didn't do all of that
You thought that you will someday be something but somethings can't change 
Now consider the fact

Verse 2:
Before I kick the bucket 
I'll kick their ass 'em puppets
I deliver the message 
They take my words of knowledge 
But monkeys won't be conscious 
Banging on typewriters
Don't call it a comeback 
I've always been in touch
Just...
No matter how much I try
It falls on deaf ears 
I feel like I can not cry
My eyes can't shed tears
I took a bullet in heart
One of my nightmares 
You couldn't save me
After all my prayers
But Lord 
If non of these are answers
Why did you send me songs of Marshall Mathers?
Why did you make me meet them fuxking gangstas?
Why did you inspired me to rap like rappers ?
After what I've been through 
Could you give me a clue?
An evidence that helps me to solve the issue
I don't think this is true
I ain't giving up! No!
But my alter ego keeps reminding me that...

Hook:
I've come the wrong way and it's one-way
I can't say that I didn't do all of that
I thought that I will someday be something but somethings can't change 
Now consider the fact
X2

ONE-WAY

Lemonade (Sunlit Reverie)
Written and Produced by MATTHEW 
Melody and Arrange by Nelly TGM

Intro:
I get everything from the sunlight
I can be every color you paint in my life
I will never let my voice go down to the silence 
While you're gone
You put everything on its right track
I will keep it till the day you come back
I am gonna keep my head up and fight for what's right, What I've become.

Verse:
I burnt myself to the ground; Gone up in smoke. I think I took so much dope. I went for the throat. No more craving for fame but still playing this game. I float over myself I see me dead on my notes.
I am wondering. I'm thinking. 
There must be reasons for living. 
Dealing with the people. Feeling their feelings day and night dreaming. Treating me like I owe you something. Fuckers you know what's coming at you but you're still standing there for nothing and I'm proud of what Hip-Hop made me of; mother-fuckers know nothing about the Gods we'd become.
You're not appropriate. You don't create.
You copy and paste. Why don't you shut your preaching ass up!? A word and a phrase could be worthy for a life-time. I spit my mind through punch lines. I'm living for me and only for me through the tough times. my body's aging! my thoughts be changing like a wise guy
I reconsider everything and doubt all of your datas

Verse 2:
Since art is mixed with luxury
None of your fake shit, defines the quality
Why you think that being loud is necessary?
Shut down your parties
Those fake shows of misery
We used to sleep and wake up in the dark
Shoulders in the smoke, minds be flying high as a kite
Y'all fake shit. Don't try to be nice.
Leave us, we’re trying to chill for a while
The time stops cuz...

Bridge:
I get everything from the sunlight, 
Boy, gimme my lemonade, it’s alright
I will never let my voice go down to the silence 
I’ll be fine

Outro:
You put everything on its right track
I will keep it till the day you come back
I am gonna keep my head up and fight for what's right, What I've become.


Lemonade

WORD UP 
WRITTEN AND PRODUCED BY MATTHEW 
#12 track taken from the #20s mixtape album 

WORDS:
I will show them who's the boss
They should have seen it coming. There was no way that they could keep going.
I'm holding what I've been holding
They ain't even holding something to stand for it. I'm under all that pressure, better hold on to my rap! I'm watching the movie of my life at every moment. I have the honor of a movie full of superlative soundtracks.
They say I can not win them all. I win some.
I lose some. But I go to see for myself.
Still quite common for you to wet your beds
I do drugs as a cure for my mental health
I've been through shit you never ever had.
You better get another one for the answer.
Word up! Mumble Motherfucker!
Eat and drink your last supper.
 'fore I put a bullet in your gut.
You be touched.
Taste the blood and flesh.
Save me a plate.
I'm on this forever.
To be honest, I never felt any better after I left home with headphones on my ears, but ain't nothing hurting me.
I smile.
I made me a profile.
Ain't nothing compared to it.
I've been prepared for it
& Everything has happened for a reason
Oh God! Dedicated myself 
Every day I survived
(All my life)
Pictures in mind came into life
Soon as I clear my head
Imma be just fine

WORD UP

ECSTASY | written and produced by MATTHEW
Taken from #20s mixtape album | track no. 19
Telegram.me/matthew_official

WORDS:
Another day,
Another way I try to pave my lane
Another night,
Another fight
Shit is the same, again!
In the club we dance to ease the pain
You want to move your body
You want to shake your A

I'm spinning rhymes
I got shitty times
I'm stuck here, searching for something
I'm rubbing my fucking eyes
I need rest in lies
These lights are illuminating
I try to be fucking wise, know to criticize
And I guess I am underrated
I try to be fucking wise, but ain't monetized
I work to see another day then!

S.e.x. on the brain
Shit's the same
Games we play
Work to live
Live to pay
Another day
Keep running a circle,
Never break away
She calls me by my sins,
She doesn't know my name

Wait for the B to drop
Now shake your A x4
Keep running a circle,
Never break away
We ease the pain
Release a game
Your mind will love to play

Politics and fucking ballistics
None of us know who the fuck is this?
I'm about to go back to addictions
And you can mind your own businesses

Fuck the traditions
I like the position
There's no competition
But I like it dark, like a magician

Bibidibabidiboo
They want the money not you
Bibidibabidiboo
Putting a new spell on you
x2

Hashtag #blessed while drowning in debt
I like your fake life but not the truth you forget
This place is hot and you're wet
Now tell me
Is there anything you should let me know?
I'm just trying to be your spark of the fire that you must keep burning inside to keep it real.

They dress you up, shut you down
Sell your soul, be a clown
Let go off freedom for minimum wage
And I must say "All the profit is real"

Never-mind if I am expired, for they hire the fake
And they filter the pain
Thousand times a day

S.e.x. on the brain
Shit's the same
Games we play
Work to live
Live to pay
Another day
Routine is the drug they prescribe for the brave
Now that I'm diggin' my grave
I wait for a chance to behave

Dance with the world and its dangerous ways
Shake your A x3
Keep running a circle,
Never break away
We ease the pain
Release a game
Your mind will love to play

© 2024 MATTHEW

ECSTASY

Welcome to My Funeral | written and produced by MATTHEW
Taken from #20s mixtape album | track no. 20
Telegram.me/matthew_official

#Verse 1
I told him if I die the next mornin' I'd be happy
Cause I lived my life the way I wanted to
He said: but there's a lot of stuff you'd never know!
Beyond the horizon you saw everyday there's a heaven bro!
She said goodbye with a heavy heart.
I guess what held us together was the hope I had in Art.
They said such a pity he remained unknown!
But it's comforting to know he's rested in peace
The truth is death brings closeness
People who never bought my art bought me flowers
Non of 'em understood a single word I shared
Now don't act like you ever gave a damn.
Cause rappers hate fakers and fuck haters who can't see the layers
What matters ain't the papers, you can shove 'em up your anus!
My brothers and my sisters
-are the leaders and the members
-of a nation who will be teaching your teachers and preachers

#Chorus
Welcome to my funeral
Where so much more is buried under the ground that you could ever imagine
Welcome to my funeral
Mother Nature is waiting for us all
Welcome to my funeral

#Verse 2
Did I live my life fully? maybe not!
Honestly I think the life was just to breathe
Don't make it odd!
Maybe it was feeling the breeze touching my skin
Enjoying  a meal
With someone who you really love
As much as it pains me to think I can never hear her laughter
I'm comforted by the idea of leaving this disaster:
The world created without love!
Your hell of consumerism left us nothin'
But y'all are ...

#Chorus
Welcome to my funeral
Where so much more is buried under the ground that you could ever imagine
Welcome to my funeral
Mother Nature is waiting for us all
Welcome to my funeral

#Verse 3
Bury me deep down in a memo.
Where I can smell the earth on the last shirt I had sweat on.
Life was short and it felt like a demo
I got sad melodies but I did like the tempo
Bury me deep in the scent of ink and paper.
Paint a picture, the truth of my reflection
I knew that I ain't perfect,
But you motherfuckers made me feel I'm cherished and respected
I knew that I ain't perfect.
The truth is death brings closeness
People who never bought my art bought me flowers
Non of 'em understood a single word I shared
Now don't act like you ever gave a damn. 
Cause rappers hate fakers and fuck haters who can't see the layers
What matters ain't the papers, you can shove 'em up your anus!
My brothers and my sisters
-are the leaders and the members
-of a nation who will be teaching your teachers and preachers

Welcome To My Funeral

My first semi pro track released back in 2015.
Expressing the anger after being doubted.

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Coma

Yo!
I'm the new white guy in black music! exclusive!
If I'm not understood! you probably don't know the rules!
If my words speak a language! my music does the same!
Hear the tune that represent my desires!
I am full of white noises. [white noise] every possible sound!
My perception of beauty is now distorted!
Life is full of surprises on every corner!
Maybe tomorrow I show my dick and get reported!
Or maybe I will toss my weed into your fucking face and shout at those who hate!
Nothing to lose! nothing to gain! can not agree on the same point of view
And I'm not tryin' to get you on the same page!
Motherfuckers I am back with another name!
Matthew!
Yo!
- Matthew

MATTHEW (Prod. by Vintageman)

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Music Produced by RmaN
Lyrics and Rap vocals by :
#Matthew
I stand up!
Speak for the people who don't know me that much! Get labeled! They call me names!
They just want an entertainment, they think I'm entertainin'! I hate it!
I stand up!
Speak for the people who don't know me that much!
Dedicated to Hip-Hop! I stand as a man graduated from old-school if I'm goin' trap! (aw!)
I guess I kinda took her for granted or something!
Fuckin' with me? You'd be dead! No way!
Oh! cut the bullshit! how many times do we have to hear this?
Your "crap" goes no-where! man, I don't know ya
This bitch feels like I'm on her! paranoid psychopath!
You will never be my one. right after I'm done eating you I will be throwing up!
three two one, I won't give up! you sleep on the couch while I am out!
You're scared of every sound that I make like WOAH! wear all in brown!
You never got a clue what to do! you're a fool! take a poop! why leaving now!?
You're offended!? I'm not fucking with you man! I meant it!
I am the one who buys, you will rent it! If you are blocked I am recommended!
I would be reading and writing! attempted not to be tainted.
I will be painted while I am drawing my lines.
No one would know when it's time! 
Bring me a bottle of wine! "light me a cigarette" became more frequent since my teen ages and I'm a drug addict right now!
Fuck the policy you made. cigarette marketed smokers be buyin' it. guns will be loaded. here we go Pow!
Shoot a man down! you don't know what the fuck you is about! Listen to me you go wOw. I did not go fuck around! To be another motherfucking story everyone would love to know about! Prraw!

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Brain Eater (Prod. by RmaN)

Words: AREF x HAMEN
Music: Sampled and Prod. by MATTHEW]

کلام: عارف و هامن
موسیقی: Matthew

sleep-out  |  noun [countable]
(mainly American) an occasion when you sleep outside

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Sleep-out (X AREF X HAMEN)

Another Nocturne in C# minor - Matthew
Music composed by Frederic Chopin / Performed by David Garrett
Sampled and reProduced by Matthew
.
Verse:
Another day
Another tragedy
Another night
We fight with every thought that ruins our lives
All of our endings are beginnings
But we just don't know it at the time!
So stay where you are fine! Keep cleaning out your mind!
And get your strength back. The future's bright!
Pages will be turned and we will read our best of
Proud of what we were and what we are no matter if the politics fucked us that hard ...
If the "best" came into "worst", we know the "worth".
I'm not sure if there's still meanings of these words
But in this world, there's no actual place to be called "home"
Me and my brothers roam! every day 'n night keep goin' with the flow
What holds me together is hope!
.
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Another Nocturne in C# minor - single

Another Nocturne in C# minor

Persian Underground HipHop artist a.k.a. MATTHEW
Member and Producer @eynakgerda

Certified:
The Art of Music Production by Stephen Webber
- Berklee College of Music
Lyricism and Songwriting by Pat Pattison
- Berklee College of Music 
Music Theory and Harmony by Bruce Taggart
- Michigan state University college of music 

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© 2024 Matthew

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