Parables (Remix)

[Verse 1: Embis]
Brain is packed to brim with all of these quotable phrases
Notable phases, I write about as I'm going through changes
I only am layin’ for balance, maintain homeostasis
It's a load of bull, ain't it? I really think I’m supposed to be famous
I'm hopin' I make it for show, to put you hoes in your place
If I don't end up blowin', at least you'll throw a rose on my grave then
These folks that I placed in position to explode, now they fakin'
I charge a fee for you bitches, can only hope you will pay it
Invokin' my pain to explain of which I hold and contain in
I don’t, then I’m payin', got trouble simply my holdin’ my weight up
I molded the game to fit my style, holdin' these haters
Accountable, yeah, your doubt is fuel, now, I showed your true faces
I'm goin' through pages of hate, bitch, I hope you complainin’
'Cause everything that you sayin' is aidin' goin' to places
Already spoke on the basis of leavin' holes on the pavement
Guess the end goal is to make it so that it don't need explainin'

[Verse 2: CusaX]
Return of the king, I murder the ring
I stirred up a herd of inverted feelings to win
A tournament, I'm lurkin' from the curtains closin', I been
A shogun with a shuriken throwin' hurlin' since a kid
Go toe to toe advertently, my victory is certain see
A flow as cold is sure to be as sick as COVID third degree
Burnin' picks like Herman Li, turnin' fiction into real
My depiction is surreal, I'm the Nixon of the field
Just as rich and unconcealed, quit your bitchin', you're the shield
Spit this shit so inconspic' like you was itchin' for the kill
This is it, I'ma rip this instrumental new orifices
Before I tore in to more insensitive or abysmal
Targets on my list, so just sit for
A moment, I stole the show, and by stole it
I mean I own it, I sold my soul and destroyed it
So I could fold all opponents

[Verse 3: M.C.D.]
Soon as you hear me on the beat or see my name on a tracklist
I'm striking fear into your heart, I do it all with no practice
Catch a scent from far away and just relapse from my accent
Put my heart into my craft, shit is full of so much passion
You actin' like I ain't proved myself
I move my pack, you up on shelves
Just quit before I go too far and nuke your camp with ruthless melts
As long as I'm with homies we fuckin' up tracks
YEO, we comin' back and you can bet on that
Yuh, I done seen so much in my lifetime
Recite everything, put it all up in my rhymes
Every song from now's a homer like America's pastime
Be mindful of the light, stay in sight of your prime side
My albums comin' soon, it's in pursuit, now, get ready
I'ma load up my rifle, cock it back, hold it steady

[Verse 4: Matthew The Artist]
I should loosen up, I done proved enough
They don't want me servin' beef like it's Buddhism
I'ma hooligan, all you plans are foiled like aluminum
What I do for fun is get a whole different hatred
'Cause all you hoes are just basic
I'll put your folks in the pavement
And I could put a hole in the matrix
Then gather all my notes that I wrote
And mix it together like I spoke it in Spanglish (yeah)
I'll never let my feuds go expire
But I'm taken aback, leave my screws in a pile
Except I'm made for to last and see who's in denial
And greet the room with a smile, all these nuisance futiles
Oo, ay, yuh
If you be beefing with me
I seasoned the reasons I'm piecing the puzzle for this recipe
They telling me please let them be, make like a tree and just leave
Grab Em like steak and some meat and then cleave
Her, him, no, it's just Matt with the pen, it is no cap that I'm in
Know that I'm capping them then, show that I'm bad, I'm a sin