[Verse 1: Visible]
I'm like a roller coaster when I run up I grow like Ebola
With Metaphrase like my alternate ego of persona
And I don't care what you, think of me
(Yo)
I know i'm giving to be apart of a mission
But i'm sick of living the mirror image of a split vision
Where i'm always itching
To cook something in the kitchen
Trying not to mention, Living in distress
It makes me insane like the effects of crystal meth
Knowing i'm on ground another human stepped
But it drives me to success
Which I can't always guess
Even if i'm running out of breathe
So I stay strapped
Pregnant with rhymes drawing birth to a dope guest known to digest, a vigorous plot, yes
I bet you'll say i'm hot, a picture aways cropped
I will never stop
I jot close to a damper so the sizzling don't linger
I'll eat cha
BTW a damper is a fire extinguisher
If I collaborate, I'd write something to admire on the feature
Make a dude retire, sit on the bleachers
Cause I done beat ya, impeach your laws like an elevated creature
Call me the pres
You don't want to see me depressed
You need to see the leader at his best
Otherwise there's gonna be more than dents in this nasty mess
I got more power than the media, the three branches and press
[Verse 2: Visible]
Living life to the fullest like a tourist
Don't you understand?
Imma k** this verse
You against me?
(Ha)
When I spit on tracks
I will burst and be immersed
Like I got some curse
So do your worst
I'll slaughter you
I'm telling you
My eyes are dilated
To commit crimes without debating
My imaginations invaded
Seriously against me?
I don't think you have the patience
I've taken all forms of abuse
Without breaking
You don't wanna awaken the kraken
Everyone fearing me having the pressure to snap
Im sharp with words
So much so I could cut a person in half
When I get to burst I tend to trash, more than garbage
I cause havoc with my nasty habit
I take this pencil and grab it
Bully it, tell it writes something savage
I'll have you thinking stuff you write is crap to laugh at
Start to sing it and get back lash
Whipping you to hit the floor
Touching my words like a cash grab
Looking back at what you could of done
The same way
Yet at a slower pace
Procrastinating watching me with fascination
I tried to make amends
But you're just jealous your not in my group of friends
Get a clue dude
These are my writtens
So when you come around acting like you own the place
I'll send you straight to the grave
Alone, cold
Sealed inside
You can pick the coffin
Just remember that's the place you'll hide
Come back again, and that's the place you'll die
So get cosy, cause you won't get the chance to know me
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Metaphrase, you had your better days
Metaphrase, are you gonna get a raise
Yo Metaphrase, Imma tell you right now
Cause its best I phrase
You ain't ready for the fame
Metaphrase
You ain't made for this game
You had your better days
So don't hate me for saying
It's better you get out of my way
Better you get X2
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[Verse 3: Visible]
I'm an insane thing
With an insane brain
Who thinks strange
Putting the fame at blame
To bad for you I came to stay
It would be different if the stakes weren't raised
Or so sick if you could paint the same
But I'm half tempted to burst to show you the face of greatness
Once you hear this you won't dare mistake this
Ha, and I
Hate to say this
But I'd beat you even I was blazed
Hat sideways with my eyes glazed
Drunk off my bare bone
Taken the blunt to get a share of stoned
As blown as a scarecrow
With that blank stare
It still wouldn't be a fair go
So don't you even dare show
A bit of resemblance hitting me with a similar sentence
Cause I'll easily end it
I'm the heir to the throne
Like air
No scent but a whiff you won't miss
Send you packing wishing you had the same gift
Shoot
You sent a request to get the best
My rhymes, you'll wanna invest
Yours are the ones that are worthless
Go ahead take them ten steps
I'm going to end this
Before you get a chance to claim your vengeance
Go ahead revenge this!
You're gonna have to Reverse engineer this
Regardless the speed you hear this
Understand me miss
I compose with spirit
Smoldering poets with compost
Boasting on their life before my roast
But they toast!
At most, I mean least
It's gross that these geeks
Joked on but they beast
Holding on to they keepings
But they yet have to meet me
So they must be sleeping
Waiting to eat
Preparing they feasting
Hoping for sweet dreams
Wake up to a nightmare
Hi there
I was watching you lie there
Giving a vicious eye glare
Are you surprised to wake up tied to a chair
Metaphoric of course
Your efforts aren't soaring their worse
Boorish
I'm sure they won't flourish
So scorch it, torch it
Set fire, it's unfortunate
That your rhymes weren't extraordinary to hang like an ornament
I'm just trying teach you music is a full blown tournament
Don't take it to heart, this industry is hard
My energy subliminally finicky
Writing everything with symmetry
You and me will now have chemistry
Even tho your a tard looking like a lard
Me looking very sharp
Hey right here lay the tarp
Sorry I had to burst and I showed you the words
Ah, I'm done
Visible Motive
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