Metafortae

Sunday, July 03, 2022

Huevos By Metafortae Lyrics

She never went on a cruise,
she helped me stack it like, legos
I told her baby cut loose,
she licking on my big, huevos

She swallow my dripping and keeping me lifted
I tell her she's gifted and things will be different
She loving my swagger I grocery bag her
I tell her she's fire lets push threw the wire

She looked at me with them big star eyes
Usually I do not fantasize
Us at the beach eating a peach
Holding me tight with them thick thighs
Threesomes with finish stamina diminished
Come back and reload it the Nerf gun exploded
She want me she know I'm a poet
Her favorite she know I'm gon pour it
She loving my levels
go with flow and play with the huevos
She running with devils
pro with dough and like the daredevils
I love me a model,
one not attached to a bottle
She always pushing the throttle,
walking away with a waddle

Stress be on high she'll bring em to low
My baby the gobble the goat with the throat
She leaves the lights on she gives me a show
She throwing it back like returns from the stoe
She get it popin silly and often
Looks could kill she boding me
She get to hoping proceed with caution
Cooks forreal no stopping her G

She stayed down when the chips, were gone
I act up and she still, head strong
She helped me stack bags woah
Plays with my, huevos

Outta Pocket By Metafortae Lyrics

I heard that you was talking reckless outta pocket
I can hit you with shotgun or a rocket
I ain't got nothing to lose so just stop it
I can bring the chocolate s'mores or the mosh pit
I'm really with the shits, it can go, either way
Fuck how much, money you got, to throw away
Luck won't, save you from wraith, or gun-play
Bring your whole squad its initiation day.

Smoke your silly ass, like a swisher sweet
This a cold street nigga, you don't wanna meet
I got sexy girls but, you don't wanna creep
I'll pull up at your show and pull the ground from your feet.
Gon square up, lets get to it then
Bet you fight like a penis-less businessmen
You got problems I got problems but they bout to end
I will make you regret the hate you swimming in

What you gon do if I catch you off guard
Are you going to run or pretend you Teflon
Bettin all my cash you gon make some red lawn
All bad news when you put the noose on
May have lost my cash never ever my mind
May have been funny but you crossed that line
May I break your face or your dirty glass jaw
If you feeling froggy please leap and pass on
Your song don't got no bop that's why you on my tele jelly
I don't give a fuck don't be calling late on my celly
for you spot me at your girls with my peanut all in her jelly
I'll paint you black n blue and have you walking home smelly
I'm a catch a body or you catch, these hands
We gon light the party up or light up, ya mans
Disrespect me, I'll, mess up, ya plans,
Pop up at a game throw yo ass off the stands

Like the rock you ready to get slammed, around
You higher than that Whitney or that bob, by brown
To be fucking with me you must be, a clown
I ain't Yong Joc but its, going down
Plain and simple bitch get your brain and temple stitched
Playing with a boss all you'll do is take a loss
Press you at your nest watch your soul leave your chest
I'll run yo ass over topping Suge Knight at his best
Hope like the water cause you bout, to drown
Swimming like the fishes for that, talking down
Finna miss your momma when I ghost, her town
Hold you with the blicky make you wear, a gown
Pop your pimple snitch see your blood and body twitch
You paying for a hit I'll slide threw and leave a clip
You playing checkers stressed I am only playing chess
I'll leak you like a faucet make you drink some horse's shits

Petty Girls By Metafortae Lyrics

She always tripping, check the phone, I'm clicking
Yeah she jealous of the pretty girls trying to work with me
Princess type trying to cock block pipe
Yeah she jealous of the pretty girls with double D titties (Yeah)
On whats app, thinking that she slick with it
Got some cat, thinking that he'd stick in it
Petty girls trying to play dumb and siditty
Pretty girls trying to play dumb and siditty

Petty girl like to blackmail with the kitty (with the kitty)
Petty girl like to argue with the pretty (with the Pretty)
Petty girls like to play dumb with the busy
I know petty girls like a tall boss with a blicky (Blicky)
All I wanna do is leave you lone with your boujee
All I want for you is a big stick lodged in ya booty (Booty)
All I wanna do is keep space from the snooty, baby (Snooty)
Far as eyes see is the place for you beauty, ayy (Beauty yeah)

I stay shooting at the gym by myself (self)
Trying to pick somebody who's top top shelf (Top top shelf)
You should be stuck on a beach by yourself (Yourself)
You fake like girls with Botox lips (Lips)
Run away from you is my only plan
Run away from you like a crazy fan (Crazy fan)
Run away from you gives me more lifespan (More lifespan)
I'll run away from you like your name Satan (Satan)

I'm an angel I shoot my shot often (Often)
You vampire chilling in a coffin (Coffin)
You the type that will fight get me fired
Then pretend like you didn't even call them (Call them)
You start problems with no way to solve them (Solve them)
You don't even try to absolve them (Absolve them)
You mad when I don't give you nothing (Nothing)
But only good girls get the stuffing (Woahohhooouuwoah)

Rise Again By Metafortae Lyrics

All of the nights you called, I dodged, to catch, my cash, with just, my pen
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made to, rise again
Gun at your family or I'm, truly, trying to, change, and vibe, again
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made, to rise, again

I got it popin the g way , you was plottin my delay
Finesse my pocket out 30 bands while I made bags with the DJ.
I don't need no one to follow me, strong on my own call me solid B
Played my position no idle hands, I don't need no meek apology.
Back on my Brand new, bitches can't see me, balling and flexing like never before
Now you look ran threw, nothing but pity, no one is looking back at you no more
You at McDonald's, I'm bangin models, baddies out fitted with Christian Dior
Eating gelato shooting them hollows, all of my niggas got knots galore
My shorty down with the 3 way, your shorty wont even ride
Finesse your pocket out 30 bands, Leaving you broken inside
I just want peace not cut up in pieces pussies can't break, rob, or bribe
I just want riches, hella bad bitches, none of them killin my vibe

All of the nights you called, I dodged, to catch, my cash, with just, my pen
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made to, rise again
Gun at your family or Im, truly, trying to, change, and vibe, again
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made, to rise, again

Snake in your blood yeah, bars or bags no faltering
You deceive life altering, I do not want your peace offering
Break from your mud yeah, I don't need you or your negative
My love is real yours is decorative, You just a deal that's irrelative
I weighed my options, didn't debate, you were the shark n, i was thee bait
You played my toxins, bringing the hate, you were my darkness, I learned too late
I saved your life, despite you were fake, I was just gassing, you were the brake
You were my wife, just stealing my cake, I was the food, and you had a plate
You work the airport, see you sell short, I got the keys with the door to the game
You could have had this, wish you were savage, guess you in love with idea of lame
Ducking the wackest witches I'm stunting and stacking while dodging the golddigger
You tried to axe a nigga who bigga and quicker while sharper then knives in the drawer

All of the nights you called, I dodged, to catch, my cash, with just, my pen
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made to, rise again
Gun at your family or I'm, truly, trying to, change, and vibe, again
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made, to rise, again

I could have aimed, at, your, head, but i didn't doe
I could have aimed, at your, family, but i let it go,
I could have aimed, at your, eye screaming fuck you hoe,
I could have aimed, at your, girl, but i got things to do.

This Far By Metafortae Lyrics

You don't have no friends, you don't have no bands,
How you keep these fine ass women in a trance?
Tell me how made it this faaaar,
How you made it this faaaaar o r.
You don't got a Benz, You don't got the charm
but you keep a fine ass women on your arm
Tell me how you made it this faaaar,
How you made it this faaaaar o r.

Old heads preaching to me like pastors on Sunday
Didn't miss a sermon now I'm flying off the runway
You can knock me down but I'm still going stand
Tried to make me drown but I'm still breathing
Similar to Jake the way I made it out the one-way
Died and rose again Alonzo ain't got nothing on me
I don't owe you Nada you cant steal my stride
You ain't robbing game your access is denied

All up in Hong Kong eating with my hitters
All up in your girl eating with my hitters
I'm a double up on the street no tricks
I'm a double up like four five six
Catch me on a plane Baddie on my arm
Maybe I'm in Spain feeding her Mignon
I got drip for days like my name cashmere
You got snakey ways its just not your year

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

I Throw Down Lyrics by Metafortae

Intro: Meta!

Chorus:
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw, I throw slugs like a heavy weight. ( I, throw, down!)

First Verse:
Call me Mr one hitter killer king (killer king)
cause these lemons never seen me swing (naw)
these nerds, check, ping, I rock, cop, bling,
Mr, lets go a couple rounds (leave your eyes closing!)
See I shine bright every night, that's just my jewelry,
hands wrapped in the day, this not new to me,
I hear lemons buffoonery, I pay them no attention (nope!)
The speed of my punches are beyond their comprehension

Hook:
(Bitch its Meta, For, Tae!) I talk that shit, and I back it,
I came in here to take, your, check, then double stack it (stack it)
who you think you fooling hoe you hiding like Osama (Osama)
so I'm going stunt for the both of us and find my baby momma.

Chorus:
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw, I throw slugs like a heavy weight. ( I, throw, down!)

Second Verse:
My rap game smooth like, gin and orange juice
my fist, concrete hit hard like grey goose
get loose open up and I'm spilling your blood
guard that pretty face homie or I'm scarring it up
fighting me, hospital trip guaranteed
bet money on this, you about to bleed
I throw down like a big bad heavy weight (weight)
its Metafortae, get, hit, by a, freight, (train)

Hook:
(Bitch its Meta, For, Tae!) I talk that shit, and I back it,
I came in here to take, your, check, then double stack it (stack it)
who you think you fooling hoe you hiding like Osama (Osama)
so I'm going stunt for the both of us and find my baby momma.

Third Verse:

Catch a fade or I'll catch your girl neck
Wear my own clothes, write my own check
Catching plays bitch I'm trying to hold my own jet
You just mad cause you still ain't on your own yet.
My girlfriend Colombiana, she such a bad bitch
She don't mess with your persona, that below average
sticking to the cabbage this lingo wet and witty
Demeanor is a savage and you ain't fucking with me.

Hook:
(Bitch its Meta, For, Tae!) I talk that shit, and I back it,
I came in here to take, your, check, then double stack it (stack it)
who you think you fooling hoe you hiding like Osama (Osama)
so I'm going stunt for the both of us and find my baby momma.

Chorus:
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw down ( I throw down!) I throw down ( I throw down!)
I throw, I throw slugs like a heavy weight. ( I, throw, down!)

Sunday, July 08, 2012

Metafortae - Splashdid Up Lyrics

Splashdid Up Written By Metafortae

[Hook]

My shit bang,(bang!!)
Real earth quaking, Beat game strait (strait!!)
Whole block shaking, my shit bang
I'm splashdid up, (uup) I'm splashdid up, (uup)
I'm splashdid up, (uup) I'm splashdid up!

[Chorus]
Like a double shot, (shot) I'm splashdid up,
Neighbors actin up, (uup) you really splashdid up
What you listening to (to) when you get splashdid up,
Shout out to da real Gs, who getting splashdid up!

[Verse One]
I got a small problem (what?) I think my ego big, (how?)
Last week they snapped me trippin yellin fuck the pig,
I'm stressin out at work (where?) at dis navy gig, (daammn)
WTFs an order? bro i'm bout to do it big, (Shieet)
I'm splashdid up today, fuck a 9 to 5,
(Bet) Me and all my fam retire, before 65 (I will)
(If) you a real nigga, you out here getting live, (live)
Staying Splashdid up lookin haters in they eye
All my beats bananas bro, I spit sinking titanic flow,
The fourth down ely manning keep a handy dj cannon tho, (fo reaal)
Track Star Splashdid sloppy drunk good, (ok)
Ken wood Splashdid cranked up for da hood,
Stack that money to the sky, keep yo hate high (high)
Making em super mad be nicer than a nice guy
Watch yo shot limit, (caution) If you new to this (this)
I rock my own custom gear My swag ludacris,

[Hook]
My shit bang,(bang!!)
Real earth quaking, Beat game strait (strait!!)
Whole block shaking, my shit bang
I'm splashdid up, (uup) I'm splashdid up, (uup)
I'm splashdid up, (uup) I'm splashdid up!
[Chorus]
Like a double shot, (shot) I'm splashdid up,
Neighbors actin up, (uup) you really splashdid up
What you listening to (to) when you get splashdid up,
Shout out to da real Gs, who getting splashdid up!

[Verse Two]
If yo bread strait i can show you how to coast, (reup)
Ride on yo enemies stomping hella roach, (c)
Not getting bread? well change thee whole approach,(proach)
Knowledge aint free buy in or you staying broke! (shiet)
Trap Music? (Yuh!) oh I love dat, (thats right)
Everything i do i do it cause i love rap (I do!)
Patron heavy (yee) mix it wit da sprite
Radii shoes (ok) shirt's orange n white, (swag)
I own the studio i didn't come up overnight
if you aint getting splashdid u need a road map to the hype, (turn up)
Plus my swagger right, every sound is soundin tight,
I represent outstanding might, and if they trip i'm down da fight.
(eeeerrrrr!) Ready, for what, ever, if they, wanna, go to, war,
(yeah) Catch me, on the, stage, but I, pack the, tooly, boy,
(boooy) Meta, for, tae, call it, how I, see it, boy,
In the, club, posted, real, nigga, wit a, poise

[Hook]
My shit bang,(bang!!)
Real earth quaking, Beat game strait (strait!!)
Whole block shaking, my shit bang
I'm splashdid up, (uup) I'm splashdid up, (uup)
I'm splashdid up, (uup) I'm splashdid up!

[Chorus]
Like a double shot, (shot) I'm splashdid up,
Neighbors actin up, (uup) you really splashdid up
What you listening to (to) when you get splashdid up,
Shout out to da real Gs, who getting splashdid up!

Monday, June 11, 2012

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Sunday, March 04, 2012

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Monday, January 09, 2012

Do You Really Want A Major Label Deal?

Do You Really Want A Major Label Deal?

This guest post comes from Robin Davey, a musician, artist and Head of Music and Film Development at GROWVision Media.

A recent survey suggested that 75% of artists are still chasing that ever-elusive major deal. This shows the credulity of bands, rather than the shimmering prospects that a major can offer.

At this stage of my career I have signed to two major labels and a bevy of independents, and I can tell you this from experience - you are a long way from “making it” at the time of inking a deal. Even when the advances used to be respectable, it would only set you up for a few months at best. After that you better be earning money independently of the record label, because it’s a long wait until that next advance is available.

When you take into account the cost of recording an album, paying a producer, giving your manager 20%, and splitting what remains of the advance between your band members, you can kiss goodbye those aspirations of putting an Escalade in the drive way. In fact you will be lucky to be able to afford to fix the oil leak in your Ford Focus.

The 360 deal further exemplifies this notion. If the majors take a piece of everything, the artist loses an even bigger portion of their lifeline when it comes to everyday survival.

A CATCH 22 SITUATION

In the current climate, the only way you will gain any major label attention is if you are already achieving a level of independent success. This is the catch 22 that the 75% of bands - who are still eager to pursue the major route - just don’t get.

If you already have independent success, why would you want to go to a major?

This is also what is weighing down the majors; they can no longer take the risk of signing every act with potential, and they cannot offer a lucrative incentive for those who are already proving themselves in the independent market.

With services like Topspin and Bandcamp, it is now easy to sell direct to your fan base. High visibility in the marketplace and accessibility to new followers are also far more obtainable without the need of industry muscle. As a result you have the prospect of earning substantially more independently, than the royalties filtered down through the corporate system.

It is the quandary of the industry which has deepened the us and them divide between musicians and labels. But this is really only the majors problem. Because they are the ones with plummeting profits, and it is the independent musician who is gaining a foothold.

INDEPENDENCE DAY

The independent mentality is to do everything in house in order to keep costs down and productivity up. The corporate mentality has always been to get outside entities to do the job when needed. Although the majors would have departments to handle tasks like promotion, design and radio, it seemed they were only there to fulfill contractual obligations for the artists that did not show the prospects of real success. Any manager with experience would negotiate the use of an outside company to initiate a prolonged campaign, as opposed to the week or so the in-house department could dedicate to individual releases.

I do see the latest job hiring at major labels reflecting a more independent mindset. They are on the look out for multimedia creators to handle a plethora of tasks, and this is certainly a step in the right direction. However, if they want to survive they don’t need to be tentative about this, they need to be bold, because it is the boldness of independent bands that is winning the day. Musicians who unabashedly embrace new ideas, and create innovative and accessible content are making the break through. As yet this is something that the majors haven’t been able to compete with, or indeed, fully comprehend.

NO EASY ROUTE

So aspiring bands and artists, I am afraid there is no easy route, the majors will certainly not provide it, and they never did. It comes down to hard work and offering up something different and innovative. And when the majors do come knocking, you will realize that the 25% who were not interested, are probably the ones who can actually pay their rent.

Time Management For Artists

Suffering From Social Media Overload?

From Time Management for Bands: 12 Tips to Handle Social Media Overload by Michael Brandvold.

Here’s an example of a daily, weekly, and monthly schedule:

Daily:
•Respond (10 – 15min)(Twice daily)
•Practice: (30min – 1 hour)
•Write music: (30min – 1 hour)
•Create (20 min) X Interact (20min) X Consume( 20min)

Once a week:
•Create Blog post (1 hour)
•Batch (1 hour)

Once a month:
•E-mail newsletter (2 hours)
•YouTube video (4 – 6 hours)
•Song recording (5 – 6 hours)

Good starting point to make sure you get all your important social media items taken care on a consistent basis.

Saturday, December 03, 2011

New Single Metafortae - Is That What Chu Want

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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Metafortae - Will Rap For Food is hilarious

Metafortae was seen on the corners of san diego in Chula Vista tonight where he was reported drunk in the streets screaming hot rap lyrics.

When we confronted the young boss he busted out a microphone and a sign that stated "Will Rap For Food".

When questioned all the man had to say was "Block Barbarians Fo Life! ORannnge n white foool! Twist ya fingaz up (hic up) WEST SIDE! TURN THAT WEST UPSIDE DOWN YEEAH... THATS MY NAME sheeeit! New Face of tha west B****!" - I'm Liz of channel 8 News. Stay Ashy San Diego.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

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Friday, February 18, 2011

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Thursday, February 17, 2011

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Metafortae - Take Note Produced By Sledgren

Lyrics To Take Note

Intro: Sleddro (west side west side)this hard dog,
yeah (east side east side, yeah)
Oh you know I'm gon kill it! (south side south side yeah)
Listen... (north side) Listen (north side, lets go)

Verse:
Not down with a set i only rep music,
Skip the pen with a pen pimp game fluent,
My women either strong and bold or their sweet but feisty
I get it how i want cause i work my tool nicely...
I don't front, but these rappers do,
Stunt on me ill show you what the mac will do,
if you able to understand how the streets work,
You won't get robbed by girls wearing cheap skirt.

Chorus:
If i had to do it over,
Id dip threw these streets again,
Break bread wit my peeps,
and make you take note, that I'm a west coast G

Verse Two:
Dippin threw the sunny streets of southern califone-ya, (Fone-ya)
Where da gangbangas run upon ya,
Get caught slippin, and you go wit god,
if you smart, you may just, change them odds,
My name is Metafortae nice to meet cha,
And my vocals seem to be my best feat cha,
I get it started like house parties in LA, (in la)
If you don't feel this you must be gay, (Go)
hard or go home is what they say on the north side
(But Here) Doe or die by the road side.
How do i know these fools shot my bro
Revenge is cold i'm the get back pro,
anyway them leaves got blown away
This about how a man had a good day.
if i had to relive all the pain,
I'd do it all again i wouldn't change a thang,

Verse Three:
Drawing off my own strength, no ones helping me,
I can taste success a true victory,
Doing this for those who really need my help,
For them catch me dippin with a champion ship belt,
I rap in faces of the public so hood so humble,
so real can't crumble,
under pressure my nerves don't faze this,
Seven years in, I'm paid rich.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

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