Exhale,
Yeah,
2.5-Today's time take toll,
Hours of heaven helplessly,
Lives unfold,
This is our recital,
3.5-Yeah,
( no vocal )
Hours of life they just helplessly-
Falls away, this is our recitall,
Today's time take toll,
And this is our recital,
Ungh, uuungh,
4.5-My synopsis be collapsing in thought, upon the rap style-
Living and breathing you feel this so buck wild,
My day is killing me with science that I figure-
Not discover my essence, that turns so close to violence,
1-With smashing like lyric, prevade so deep into sky,
And never do fumble, no, no this man do or die,
When rocking I feel it, this meditation vernacular-
Keep the vocal spectacular my jugular juice is floating,
1-Fresh on the scene been around and about,
Submerged into your mental frame by speaker no doubt,
Twist my rhythm, a wet sponge making it fit,
Feel relieved when I give it to you, not all some but all of it-
4.5-Aaaww, I never wants to be the dummy really-
I be focused on brilliance this intellect is lifting me-
So, muddy stuck within calamity, now easy b-
My gravity is killing me, with these dangers facing me,
1.5-My momma whipped me so much like bleeding be,
The only way to make this chunky nigga creamy,
Memories in poverty of getting stitches is scary,
And customary to my tribe I legendary,
1-Memories in poverty of getting stitches is scary,
And customary to my tribe I's legendary,
Memories in poverty of getting stitches is scary,
And customary to my tribe I legendary,
***1-T. H. O. R.,
T. H. O. R.,
T. H. O. R.,
T. H. O. R. and this is our recital,
T. H. O. R. raw These Hours Our Reel,
T. H. O. R. These Hours Our Reel,
T. H. O. R. These Hours Our Reel,
T. H. O. R. These Hours Our Reel***
1-Never will I give you straight horrified rhymes-
Molest your mind, while you thinking this man flow,
So dizzy like little kid backflipping from the city park-
Who travels the streets up to your house-
3.5-Let me stick you with a dose my friend, verbalizer METAPHYSICAL,
The pen glides first, pull out my script to catch wind,
Ah now, as I begin my momma made me to flow,
I've come across these blood, sweat and tears the years grow,
4.5-Oh', that he show super star man dance spectacular,
He shining onstage like gold flake inside jugular,
See me hear sipping on Gods light the strange brew,
Endurance I feel it, walking electric avenue,
1-These bright lights deplete your fluids gotta be careful-
To see me swimming in channels to never ever let go,
Nah, nah this can't do mid' finger the norm I'm facing,
9 to 5's got me locked me down straight up times wasting-
4.5-So, leave me alone when I'm geared up in prone-
Solo position of lyricist with intents on flipping this ungh,
Kick out The Dirt from boot then hold tight on my aim-
Like party train, dizzy bang, as the b-boy slangs,
4.5-Oh' never the same, the song my verb-
Collect a new style that out forms this child from curb,
Let loose my soul juice for the man got that-
Steadily, putting in work and puffing down bat, rock that-
1-T. H. O. R.,
T. H. O. R.,
T. H. O. R., These Hours Our Reel ungh,
T. H. O. R., These Hours Our Reel,
T. H. O. R., the, the, These Hours Our Reel-
come back, T. H. O. R. These Hours Our Reel,
T. H. O. R., ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh, raw,
T. H. O. R.,
T. H. O. R., These Hours Our Reel,
T. H. O. R., These Hours Our Reel,
T. H. O. R., I swear, this is our recital,
T. H. O. R., raw, now, this is our recital
These Hours Our Reel
3-This is our recital,
This is our recital,
T. H. O. R., These Hours Our Reel rock that-
T. H. O. R.,
4.5-Ungh,
4.5-Yeah,
2-Steady, loosely,
1.5-I'm through this is our recital,
2.5-Come back with that,
Receiving these man giving you that-
Recital, never again to be the same-
My verb, collect this new style like child from curb,
T. H. O. R., 3-putting in work-
Puffing on bat, travels like state styles all that,
2-Endurance in flight, bubbles the light,
Being alone a cold position lyricist in height,
( 2 bars no vocal )
1-Gravity is killing me, insanity is facing me.
Born in Pasadena and raised in the Central Valley
of California, Philip Singer started rhyming as a young
child. Back in the day he was known as Phil Fresh, an M.C. gaining a following performing in local talent shows. METAPHYSICAL is now a non fiction storytelling M.C. on the lyric. Combining words with precisely produced beats, get your minds ready for METAPHYSICAL!
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