Word A' Mouth - Fear Me lyrics

[Hook: Block McCloud and Mr. Metaphor] Fear me, not for the potential to k** I have Feel my wrath. Son, fear me for the sk** I have Fear me, not ‘cause I could stop your heart But got the heart to stop the violence and still top the charts Fear me, not for the color of greed ‘cause, brother, I bleed Not for love of green but mother and seed Fear me, not ‘cause I could stop your heart But got the heart to stop the violence and still top the charts [Verse 1: Mr. Metaphor] Ayyo, I'm smart like an aleck, so you could all bite the phallic Igniting mics, words are writing in italic With the bold face, I step on stage and take the whole space I'm banging heads in my skull case. Ain't no dull taste It's Met. I keeps it flav, keep you tripping like a rave Break your mics like a wave on the oceanside I leave you open wide like an autops laceration Slice your grill until your jaw drops—it's fascinating Cave in your chest—I'm pe-ne-trating Leave you hyper-vent-ilating, suffocating Any combi-nation of MCs—it's do-mination No comp. It's abo-mination. Stay calm and patient While I'm sealing animation in my lamination Cause contamination, cross-examination Break you down like the process of eli-mination Take you out like emigration. Disintegration Abara-cadaverers without the labora -tory. Matter of fact, it's a collaboration Of imagination, ga**ing heads like flatulation Glad you waiting for my graduating, lyric escalating Levitating. Ain't no hesitating to my destination Strictly cancellations of all comp. Man your stations [Hook: Block McCloud and Mr. Metaphor] Fear me, not for the potential to k** I have Feel my wrath. Son, fear me for the sk** I have Fear me, not ‘cause I could stop your heart But got the heart to stop the violence and still top the charts Fear me, not for the color of greed ‘cause, brother, I bleed Not for love of green but mother and seed Fear me, not ‘cause I could stop the heart But got the heart to stop the violence and still top the charts [Verse 2: Block McCloud] The hits is marking ya, attacking ya, going for the jugular like Dracula First, I'm s**ing ya blood to crack in ya [?] can't hold me back—I'll break the chain Got beef, stake a claim. sh** is writ on paper—train For the script. Want to play? My home's sour, all deranged So strange in a twilight high like [?] Known for danger, his primal rage will blow like pager On the anchor, tightly locked. Well, Block's the flow of hatred Impale you with awards, nail you to the cross What you feel's failure ‘cause you lost When I cut you deals, much too real. Red rose to the shores of your sanity Explore my vanity vexed and, next, tour the land of free Trips of poverty obviously wild to me. My prophecy Is profit prodigy paid to invade your privacy You're treated like an oddity, sold cheap like a novelty Flows creep down oh so deep you won't peep the odyssey My philosophy: to each his own. Better reach his own Peep, preach what he practice instead of leaching on the track. This Miraculous cannabis activist kick Attack like Cystic—prognosis the Fibrosis Competition nullified. I multiplied and while you focus On [?], y'all smoke this traum—y'all half-vicious Madness. I add friction to the contacting cabbage We bomb tracks on smash hits like bongs packed with hash You say I'm acting rash. Maybe so, but time's spreading Attacking fast—can't pinpoint my rhyme's heading How many times let into the lion's den? You're blind men Ten times ten light years beyond, you'll find then Frighten, discover lightning when I'm writing It's quite frightening. Striking the kite in your child's clutch My styles touch and enlighten. Block McCloud storm and f** the war Warming up to burn—you're f**ing on it [Hook: Block McCloud and Mr. Metaphor] Fear me, not for the potential to k** I have Feel my wrath. Son, fear me for the sk** I have Fear me, not ‘cause I could stop your heart But got the heart to stop the violence and still top the charts Fear me, not for the color of greed ‘cause, brother, I bleed Not for love of green but mother and seed Fear me, not ‘cause I could stop your heart But got the heart to stop the violence and still top the charts [Outro: Block McCloud and Mr. Metaphor] Fear me. Fear me. Block McCloud, Metaphor. Fear me. Fear me. Fear me. Fear me