Matre — Droppin’ Lines lyrics

Lyrics

There’s a line between people, we draw it with our mind
I got my own body and my own thoughts inside
A whole galaxy’s going off in here
A voice talks non-stop, no one else can here
Stand behind the line, I only get more scared
Cause now I locked myself in with my only real fear
Many lines for many reasons but they seem to disappear
When we do some deep speaking and reality’s shared
Yep
Yesterday a friend that I had recently met
Saw the line and took a step so we could deeper connect
As I was leaving this event we had both been at
We walked slowly as he told me without holding back
That he wondered how I was feeling as he noticed that
I was white and everyone one else who rolled was black
And would I trip or feel intimidated if the topic escalated
To a conversation ‘bout our racist past?
I was struck, but immediately appreciated what he asked
We stopped walking, locked eyes
I answered «Yeah»
Probably not intimidated though uncomfortable
But that’s just more of a reason that I need to show up
‘Cause so much of the time it’s killing me in mind
Inequality is a disease and it drives me crazy when it stays inside
And at that moment, my universe tilted
Maybe just an inch but enough that I could feel it
And I guess his moved just a little bit too
‘Cause all of a sudden there was an opening we could see each other through
A couple hours had gone by since we’d arrived
But just then, our spirit’s had their first chance to say hi
Almost laughing, he smiled, said, «I know what you mean»
I hear you, but I feel like I’m listening to me
He pointed at his temple, put his hands behind his back like he was handcuffed
And said, «I've had enough of this mind trap…
I wanta' be free, damn I’ve been trippin' out,»
I heard him speak and felt like it was me that was talking now
I nodded to tell him, he took the words right out my mouth
«Think we’re neighbors in the same prison, how we gettin' out?»
And there on that street, I wonder how it appeared
Two men staring at flip sides of the same mirror
But that mirror was merely air and that air was barely there
Gave a pound, and said, «Let's keep talking brother take care.»
Beat produced by my man Marechal (hey)
Keep you loose with my man Jericho J
Peep the truth as a family we won’t stray
Universal 1 came to usher in a new day
Check the scratch with my big brother Chaps (hey)
‘Round the map, Brazil to Canada to L. A
Drop the lines, talk and find we share the same pain
Boom bap Rap, old medicine for new change