[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 kill 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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