Ill-Noize - Metaphorically Speaking lyrics

[Verse 1: Ill-Noize] Ready to step on the battlefield, homie this is war! Draw your weapon mothaf**a, what'chu waitin' for?! The temple of rap, you know I got my foot in the door & I ain't steppin' back, I'm only pushing forward & you've been forewarned, they blew the war horn, I'm cuttin' through my enemies with a gold sword! A slick tongue, don't get stung, I'll get sprung Leap towards ya like a Lion comin' for ya young It's kingdom come, we Urban Godz on the run Rushin' in for the throne, like Ye & Hov I get it done then I'm onto the next one I harness energy from the sun, no need for a gun, because you know I've already won I crossed the checkered line before everyone I sing a song unsung like the bird caged Set me free, the prisoners plea Your third eye closed, so you could never ever see, what I see... [Verse 2: Ill-Noize] Steppin' back on the track like an olympian I'm never giving in, even if I'm limping in I was out here chasing goals, while you was at your christening, the stars are glistening 11 squared, make a wish! All of mine are coming true, never had to ask for sh**! I keep grinding, like welders on a late shift Sit back & take it like a b**h who think she's all that The s** was boring, only hit it 'cause that a** fat! Word is bond, I'll f** the world 'til I'm gone Shout out to Beast Coast, you know we in the second renaissance Hip-Hop revival, the quest is tribal You need to open up your mind, & look pa** your Bible Try some meditation, instead of poppin' medications Transcendentalism take a spiritual vacation Mind erasing, forget what you know Decalcify, tri-eye, & see what I see... [Verse 3: Ill-Noize] Third times a charm, watch me transform Rip off your limbs, but I don't mean no harm I'm just here to disarm, all the smoke alarms Stop them from sending smoke signals out to the pig farm A big heart, with such a small ego I stay humble, spread love to the people Slowin' it down a little bit for the third verse These lyrics are magic, bout to hit you with a slurred curse f** 'em, haters sendin' shots I always duck 'em Hoes say they love me, but homie I never trust 'em It's that he said, she said sh** that always blows it Jealousy & lies always be the main components No opponents like I'm the King of the Hill That boy ain't right, but that boy is Ill That boy is bright, & that boy got sk** Got my red dot sight & I'm aimin' for the k**...