Lyrics:
Sitting here behind these bars
not a metaphor but I'm off the wall
Sitting here behind these bars
Not a metaphor but I'm on the wall
Nineteen in so
You can tell by my metaphors
You can tell by my metaphors
That I been puffing on something irregular
Through all the fuck shit, ask me what it's for
metaphor are armed
They don't want that
I'll push you off the path
They don't want that
Who said my ego's large
They don't want that
A man that bar's too hard
my metaphor for everything.
It wants to be my metaphor but it’s real, so real.
We’ll find out to know how it’s like to have the cold rushing down our
the perspective
Should take some vacations to ease my mind
Was and still am wasting time
I'll vacate my body to metaphor land
To sink my toes in the sand
I'll
with swolen tummies
That’s funny cause africa’s filled with yellow gold
Every single colour of the rainbow is a metaphor
For rich and for poor for peace
I'm not so good at metaphors, man
But don't take my thoughts literally
Confusion isn't the plan
cnd despite all this poetry
No I'm not a metaphor man
[Intro: Mr. Lonesome & Prisma The Metaphor]
What if I told you (Yeah)
This could all go away (Really)
Get rid of your problems today (Really)
(shoobydoowa, shoobydobydoowa}
To get the message through the door
We'll sing it in a metaphor, long live the metaphor
Some things can better be left unsaid
But
alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying indoors with a line
I
Want you to know
Why
It's better alone with broken
Metaphors that
Justify staying
and thinkin' and finish this against your will
And maybe this song's a metaphor
A metaphor for what? I dunno
I can't seem to figure this out
I've lost control,
are my metaphor
You don't hate this world
Your just mad at your mother
So much time on your phone
Go spend time withcha brother
Ooh
Aah
What are
Ayiyo Maliq Ul Shuara,i ironed my details and am heavey on my starch,bring the beat on,
This is a holocaust dense fusion,metaphors of mass
You're a distant dream
,
my metaphor of love
Chorus
You are the skull drawing rose
You are my metaphor of pain
You are the skull drawing rose
You are my
Puba Maxwell House Coffee
(Who ya represent?) We represent hip hop
Kicking mad metaphors that just can't stop
(Who ya represent?) We represent hip hop
rap, how everybody, like, is using metaphors and all that
It seems like everybody's some kind of metaphor freak
Some kind of metaphorical freak
metaphors out my mind
I'm on my Grip and Grind
I'm on my Grip and Grind
I promised to love you too late
You left in the armes of the hate
I was blind left
Drugs are not a metaphor
For what you do to me
I score when you hold me
When you want me
When you kiss me
When you try
To take me deeper
Into
and the schedule
What I been thru you could never ready for
Talkin bout juice I'm Tupac wit the metaphor
When I look in the mirror I'm looking at P
Price a life
I want to feel alive again
Motivation lacking due to this constricting snake
Hiding behind metaphors, and words of wisdom made of steel
Face these
I've felt it a thousand times
But with your eyes wide open
You will learn to feel alive
I'd like to hide my faith
Behind lost meaning and metaphor
it so good make it all disappear
Strip it back and it's all a veneer
Now I see it clear
You got a way with words and metaphors
I was waiting on you but
metaphor
나는 비트 위를 hop
on 공격수 돼서 half goal
내 패기는 막지 못해
그 어떤 누가 와도
몸이라도 쳐맞고 들어가지 극장 골
Rap이라는 skill 가지고서 걸어 다님
Hiphop on the
street 내 존재는 우월하니
EP처럼 증명 안 해내도 빛이
I took my Turmeric today
Inertia at its bay
Fall in love with a placebo just to feel some type of way
All these metaphors I hate
Come out when it
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