It all started with BFAP (now known as Sunspot Jonz) and Luckyiam.PSC, who laid claim to the name of Mystik Journeymen in the early 1990s. By '94 they were locally legendary for throwing Underground Survivors shows, houseparty style at their loft - 4001 San Leandro Boulevard in East Oakland. That's where the Grouch hooked up with the Journeymen in 1995, just before they took off on their renowned first European tour.
Around the same time in the southern part of the state, Mid-city Los Angeles to be exact, 3 Melancholy Gypsys (Murs, Scarub & Eligh) were part of the almost mythic Log Cabin crew going back to 1993. Log Cabin later broke up and the Gypsys wandered separately. As it turned out, the 3 would cross paths again in the Bay Area and became Living Legends.
Aesop came to Oakland from Fresno, Arata from Osaka, and Bicasso from various points, East, West and elsewhere...
In 1999 the Legends shifted their center of gravity to Los Angeles, but their presence has definitely not diminished in Oakland and the Bay. You know it makes no difference where they stay because the universe revolves around them anyway. Over the years, the Journeymen and the Legends have rocked Europe, Japan, Australia and Canada numerous times, plus they've toured the USA, north and south, east coast, west coast and beyond ...
In the years since the Legends have continued releasing solo and crew projects and now have a catalog of over 50 full-length albums and numerous singles.
The Matrix
Living Legends Lyrics
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Issues of a complicated manner
Hammer away at my mood
As I stay glued to the possibility
That really it's all o.k
Silly of me to think that things would ever go my way
Though some do
Won't you please take the time to ease the strain from my shoulders
Hold this for emotion
Way down as I convey sounds of anger, frustration
Or combinations of many
Feelings and thoughts from inside
I let my pen slide, plannin'
Commend me with the purchase of my underground tape
But if your coming up short be a sport and just wait
You know I'll be here
I give my word, put my life on it
Not sonically agreeable with ears I'll be the vehicle
We're transporting info not too simple but direct
If it wasn't for the mic cash I'd barely have a check
At all. Wall to wall carpet lines my room
At night I sleep in comfort
But when I awake I make a tomb
What more can I ask for?
But a piece of ass and cash for
My last war of struggle hasn't sounded
I'm surrounded by the land that they babble in
Traveling the globe. Call me beety
Gonzales
Flawless victor mic ripper to the power of ten
Showering men with paragraphs of pleasure
Whatever the weather
Treasure this like gold
Watch the world go by
Watch the world go by
(livin')
Premeditated conviction an extra-ordinary convenience
Places you and me in a steady communication surpassing light years
Calculating infinity. infinity lasting a prophecies hit
Abominable affecting the human race war race, we breathing
Galaxies align-ign-I
Planetary on fire. hot
Running but cooling down but at the same time
Too smart that we found y'all
Older than I thought I'd be
In the never mental quest
Of
Death
The most imitated
Creation
Can anybody hear me?
Watch the world go by
(anger that fear ripped from a bitch named hate)
Watch the world go by
I'm angry
I listen, the slit of darkness
By your bedroom door
Your mind is lost to confusion
And the mental war
I'm angry paying these rocking emotions
You even stained
Freak
Just robbed your thought pattern
I appear silhouetted by a lantern
Stuck on your wall
Stand on your head and
Find a place to crawl in
Angry again, fuck them
Sometimes I can't seem to grab a pen
And write your last wishes
Going to call out all their funky ass
It switches from time to time
It depends on what's on your mind
The anger that fear rips from a bitch named hate in this time
(I'm) (lyin')
It was me against a planet of deceit
It was me against a planet of deceit
The anger that fear ripped from the bitch name hate
They want to getcha. make your ass delete
Wait
So why the fuck you judging?
Why the fuck you talking?
You need to say noting unless
These shoes you walked in
So who the fuck you judging?
Why the fuck you talking?
You need to say noting
Unless you dead, you fucking walked in
Your running from time
The anger that fear ripped from the bitch name hate
Your running from time
Mother fucker, you listening?
Right
Watch the world go by
The lyrics of Living Legends' song "The Matrix" delve into the internal struggles and frustrations faced by the artist in the music industry. The opening lines describe a "secret war" and complicated issues that affect the artist's mood, leading to a sense of being stuck in a challenging situation. While acknowledging that things don't always go their way, the artist still holds onto the belief that everything will be okay.
The following section expresses a plea for understanding and support from listeners. The artist asks for empathy and to be given time to ease the burdens they carry. They use their music as an outlet to express anger, frustration, and a range of emotions and thoughts that come from within. The artist acknowledges that their underground music is not widely accepted, but they remain committed to their craft and promise to be there for their fans.
The lyrics then touch on the artist's struggle to make a living from their music, highlighting the financial challenges faced in the industry. They mention the minimal income they receive, relying on their underground tape sales, and the metaphorical comparison of sleeping comfortably at night yet feeling like they create a tomb upon waking. They express a desire for some material comfort and financial stability.
In the latter part of the song, the lyrics take on a more abstract and metaphorical tone. They touch on themes of premeditated conviction and extraordinary communication, suggesting a deeper understanding beyond what appears on the surface. The lyrics mention the human race being affected by wars and the concept of aligning galaxies.
There is a sense of anger throughout the song, which the artist channels into their music. They express frustration with being misunderstood and judged by others, urging them to withhold judgment unless they have walked in their shoes. The lyrics imply that the anger comes from fear and hatred from both internal and external sources. The artist questions why people are quick to judge and suggests that they are running from time, perhaps in search of answers or resolution.
Overall, "The Matrix" reflects the artist's personal struggles, frustrations with the music industry, and a desire for understanding and acceptance. It also touches on abstract concepts relating to human connection, identity, and the constant battle against fear and judgment.
Line by Line Meaning
The secret war
There is a hidden conflict
Issues of a complicated manner
There are complex problems
Hammer away at my mood
Negatively impacting my emotions
As I stay glued to the possibility
I remain hopeful
That really it's all o.k
That everything is actually fine
Silly of me to think that things would ever go my way
It was foolish of me to expect things to go as planned
Though some do
Even though occasionally they do
There's more than few that don't
But most of the time they don't
Won't you please take the time to ease the strain from my shoulders
Please help me relieve the burden on my shoulders
Hold this for emotion
Keep this emotion in your grasp
Way down as I convey sounds of anger, frustration
Deep within me while I express anger and frustration
Or combinations of many
Or various combinations of emotions
Feelings and thoughts from inside
From my internal world of emotions and ideas
I let my pen slide, plannin'
I allow my pen to flow, planning my words
Commend me with the purchase of my underground tape
Support me by buying my underground music
But if your coming up short be a sport and just wait
If you're unable to keep up, be patient
You know I'll be here
I will always be present
I give my word, put my life on it
I promise and swear by my life
Not sonically agreeable with ears I'll be the vehicle
Even if my music doesn't please everyone, I'll still be the messenger
We're transporting info not too simple but direct
We're delivering information that is straightforward, not overly simplified
If it wasn't for the mic cash I'd barely have a check
Without music income, I would have very little money
At all. Wall to wall carpet lines my room
I have wall-to-wall carpeting in my room
At night I sleep in comfort
I sleep comfortably at night
But when I awake I make a tomb
But when I wake up, I face a bleak situation
What more can I ask for?
What else can I request?
But a piece of ass and cash for
Except for some physical pleasure and money
My last war of struggle hasn't sounded
The final battle I've been fighting hasn't ended
I'm surrounded by the land that they babble in
I'm constantly overwhelmed by meaningless conversations
Traveling the globe. Call me beety
Exploring the world, refer to me as adventurous
Gonzales
Like the fictional spy character
Flawless victor mic ripper to the power of ten
An incredibly skilled rapper, unmatched in talent
Showering men with paragraphs of pleasure
Providing immense satisfaction through my lyrics
Whatever the weather
No matter the circumstances
Treasure this like gold
Value this deeply
Watch the world go by
Observe the world's events
Premeditated conviction an extra-ordinary convenience
Carefully planned belief, an exceptional advantage
Places you and me in a steady communication surpassing light years
Brings us together in a deep connection beyond vast distances
Calculating infinity. infinity lasting a prophecies hit
Trying to comprehend the concept of infinity, which lasts as a fulfilling prophecy
Abominable affecting the human race war race, we breathing
A terrible force that affects the ongoing race for peace among humans
Galaxies align-ign-I
Galaxies coming together in a perfect alignment
Planetary on fire. hot
The planet engulfed in flames, extremely intense
Running but cooling down but at the same time
Moving fast, yet also trying to calm down
Too smart that we found y'all
Extremely intelligent, we discovered you all
Older than I thought I'd be
Aging more rapidly than expected
In the never-mental quest
In the ongoing pursuit of inner peace
Of
Seeking
Death
The concept of mortality
The most imitated
The most copied
Creation
Creative work
Can anybody hear me?
Is there anyone who can listen to me?
I'm angry
I am filled with rage
I listen, the slit of darkness
I listen carefully, even in the darkest of times
By your bedroom door
Close to your private space
Your mind is lost to confusion
Your thoughts are consumed by confusion
And the mental war
And the intense battle within your mind
I'm angry paying these rocking emotions
My anger stems from the overwhelming emotional fluctuations
You even stained
You even left a mark
Freak
Odd and unusual
Just robbed your thought pattern
I disrupted your normal way of thinking
I appear silhouetted by a lantern
I am visible as a shadow in the light of a lantern
Stuck on your wall
Trapped on the wall
Stand on your head and
Turn your world upside down and
Find a place to crawl in
Discover a hiding place
Angry again, fuck them
Once again furious with them
Sometimes I can't seem to grab a pen
At times, I struggle to find the motivation to write
And write your last wishes
And record your final desires
Going to call out all their funky ass
I will denounce all of their unpleasant behavior
It switches from time to time
The situation changes occasionally
It depends on what's on your mind
It relies on your current thoughts
The anger that fear rips from a bitch named hate in this time
The intense anger that is fueled by fear and originates from a hateful mindset
(I'm) (lyin')
I'm deceiving myself
It was me against a planet of deceit
I felt like I was alone in a world full of lies
The anger that fear ripped from the bitch name hate
The anger that is born from fear and fueled by hatred
They want to getcha. make your ass delete
They want to harm you and make you disappear
So why the fuck you judging?
Why are you criticizing?
Why the fuck you talking?
Why are you speaking?
You need to say noting unless
You should keep quiet unless
These shoes you walked in
You've experienced what I have
So who the fuck you judging?
So who are you to judge?
You need to say noting
You shouldn't say anything
Unless you dead, you fucking walked in
Unless you're dead, you have no right to have an opinion
Your running from time
You are trying to escape time
Mother fucker, you listening?
Hey, are you paying attention?
Right
I'm telling you the truth
Watch the world go by
Observe the passing of time in the world
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