KyuTracks - Metaphrase lyrics

[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 --------Chorus/Hook--------- 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 --------Chorus/Hook--------- [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 --------Chorus/Hook---------