The Matrix: Gizoogled

Check out www.gizoogle.com - here's a little bit of the Matrix script translated into ghetto-speak...

Can you hear me, Morpheus? I'm going to be honest with you. I hate this place...this..zoo, this..prison, this...reality.. whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell. If there is such a thing...I feel... saturated by it. I can...taste, your stink. And every time I do, I feel I have somehow been..infected by it, it's repulsive. I must get out of here. I must get free...and in this mind...is the key.

Can you hizzy me, morpheus? im going ta be honest wit you . Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. i hate this place...thizzles this..prison, this...realizzle. whateva you wizzay ta call it thats off tha hook yo. i cizzant stand it any pimp . Real ****** recognize the realness.. its tha smell with the S-N-double-O-P. if there is sizzuch a th'n...i feel... saturated by it . Hollaz to the East Side. i can...taste, yo stiznink . Real ****** recognize the realness.. n every time i do, i fizzle i have somehow been..infected by it, its repulsive . They call me tha black folks president. i mizzy git out hizzy so bow down to the bow wow. i mizzy git free...and in this mind...is tha key.