Horrorcore

Metaphive – Hip-Hop Artist

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Dark, morbid, horror film soundtrack type song

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Metaphive

I write and rap words that rhyme over Hip Hop beats

Based in Opelousas, LA, Metaphive is an independent Hip-Hop artist who has been releasing music on SoundClick since 2002. With a growing catalog of 2 tracks available on SoundClick, the catalog spans hip-hop releases built for free streaming.

The catalog is rooted in a focused hip-hop production style.

The following tracks represent some of the strongest releases in the catalog. "Horrorcore" is a focused hip-hop production. "Not Like Death" is a hip-hop production.

Metaphive offers free downloads on SoundClick, giving listeners and independent artists direct access to the catalog.

Metaphive has generated 13.2K streams on SoundClick, demonstrating consistent audience engagement in the hip-hop genre. Discover the full discography on SoundClick.

Independent artist Metaphive drops "Horrorcore", a Hip-Hop track on SoundClick. The production choices feel intentional, giving the track a distinct character. This track holds its own in the hip-hop landscape — a confident, well-executed piece. Discover "Horrorcore" and the rest of the Metaphive discography on SoundClick. This song is available as free download.

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General

Charts

#144,882 today Peak #54

#90,671 in subgenre today Peak #26

Author

Metaphive

Rights

2003

Uploaded

August 29, 2003

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00 minutes

Lyrics

I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless// Cold and morbid, looking for hookers to fuck in the mouth with poles and torches// Volts are thwarted but my pulse is dormant, then hell opens beneath me and my souls deported// As I start this tune the darkness lumes over graveyards that stay parked near Harvest Moons// A heartless goon who's fueled by carcus fumes, reeking through the deads tarnished suits// The evening gets cold and my chest has unveiled me releasing my soul through each breath I exhale// I'm digging deep beneath this foggy mist// Copping a posse of bodies for my audience// I got an Opium habit, getting blasted with Thurgood// Chasing the dragon with glasses of wormwood// I practice all facets of magic through curse books// Splashing the caskets with gas so they burn good// I'm Sage Francis with a taste for Cage antics// An ace bandage in place for brain damage// I'm chained in a basement that's down at the Vatican// Overseen by Priest' who vow I'm a pathogen// Over time I found through imagin' that I could open up, thousands of passages// Travel underground through sound to the Catholics// Who have me bound but still shout I'm harrassing them// My mother was in a hearse, burping demons, I came out first, cursing, screaming, with the tightest delivery since the birth of Jesus// I'll go sex crazy on a trick with six babies, spit rabies until I feel her chest caving// Then reach in it, and pull out each infant while she's screaming at my dick to "PLEASE FINISH!!"// So now I'm fucking this bitch with one of her kids, stuffin' em in until her stomach is ripped// Cum on her titts and use gas to burn her snatch and serve it up with afterbirth// Be past concerned, I'm basicly feared, Candyman's scared to say my name into mirrors// There's no saving my spirit, I'm Satan in lyrics, I'll pause the music and blow out my brain (GUN SHOT).......... could you hear it?// I'm looney, I shout things, like "DOOTIE!!" and "COW CHEESE!!", tomarrow its Meds, on Tuesdey its counseling// I'm roomies with Balky, and ever since Polterguist I swear my reflections been moving without me// I'm losing my mind, I wear straight jackets to work and noose's for ties// On concert tours I cop four whores, and act out scenes from A Clockwork Orange// I'm the guy you'll try and avoid when ya dead// And this ain't even Meta, I'm the voice in his head