METISZUS Lyrics

Tansi! It's Auntie Annette

Now you're listening to Neon Empty

I got a gift

That I treat like a joke, like a bit

Worried that I'll choke when I'm sick

No posers, only want closers, and you're not buyin' shit

Let me leave limbo and lean in

Cause the Lambo's dope, but it's leaving quick

Won't stop often for the half-bred kids

Moment gotta be a fork in the road or the deathbed wish

Excuses limp and invalid

Time to go in unapologetic like I'm smashing ass

And simultaneous writin' a ballad

No magic, no secret

I don't give a fuck what your book club's reading

Hungry enough: you look the beast that scares you the most

In the eyes, you hunt, kill, eat it

Repeat after me

If you don't wanna be free

Because freedom and fallin' short combined

Are inconvenient

If I am underachievin'

I am the only reason

My excuses abusive

Bags are packed I'm fuckin' leavin'

(All goddamn night, woo)

Eh, I apologize too much

Struggle to look strangers in the face

The consequence of being told from birth

I'm a mistake and a waste of space

Like hey "excuse me, sir, can I get on the stage?

Like Babylon got big brains, like Scrabble win with wordplay!"

Fuck that cute shit, this that new shit

Graduation Day, Full Kanye

Metis Yeezus, no reservations

Can't be contained, hunt the prey

No God, I don't pray

Not asking permission to play

Dude paid his dues now dude gets paid

Buy the hype

I am not the cocky type

But I've been writing bars a score

Bullshit that the score's still tied

Hate the fact that these other tracks are taking up space in your brain

Thematic absent, Twain rolls in his grave, Metiszus saves

How you gonna see me in the limelight

If I'm not buyin' my own hype?

Praying to a tower of lies for my whole life

Burn that motherfucker down tonight

(All goddamn night, woo)

He's back, good news, have you heard?

Rose from the dead to get what I deserve

Zeitgeist used to guide me now undeterred and unconcerned

Recently a lot of hard facts in shallow earth

The truth is a lot of people who look like the People preceding

Never got their turn

They think I just observe; I infiltrate

Metiszus light skin and slick resume

Make old white men feel so safe

In the boardroom with the CEO, MacBook, war paint

And bison knife in the briefcase, uh

I don't belong

Never had a home my home is no place

Used to apologizing for my existence

Take up no space

I won't shrink, I'm not a mistake

This is a fucking bullet train for outcasts

Hop on or get the fuck out the way