As a concert pianist in the 50’s, Met’s grandmother was a big inspiration and attribution to his natural ability to play keys and produce music. Big Daddy Kane was Met’s first influence to writing rhymes. Kane said “you could put wings on your tongue and still couldn’t say nothing fly” and met thought it was the most genius thing he had ever heard. After he heard that line, met sacrificed every minute of his day thinking of clever punch lines, metaphors, and wordplay to show off to the neighborhood hip hop heads. This is where the name “Mr. Metaphor” was born. He started calling radio stations like Martin Moore and DJ Meham, Stretch Armstrong and Bobbito, and any other radio station he could get his voice heard on.
He began making a local buzz for himself. After internal conflict with his first group “SUB 4”, met decided to accept the invite from the other local Park Slope group making noise “Zooty Zoo”, and joined forces with Building Block (Block McCloud) and Will Tell. The 3 artists formed the group Word A Mouth and went on to be featured on the Lyricist Lounge Volume 1 album hosted by De La Soul. This Album was released in the golden era of hip hop and opened up an audience to Mr. Met so detrimental to his success today.
Soon the legendary Pumpkinhead, another Park Slope native MC came into the picture and the chemistry between the artists was like none other. They formed the Brooklyn Academy and went on to release a number of independently released records that topped college radio, billboard and dance charts.
Mr Met released his first and only independently produced album “Metropolis” in 2005. Experimental and mainly self produced, met composed a play list of no sample songs he created on the Triton Keyboard, playing different melodies and chords, singing his hooks, and experimenting with his bi-lingual capability to rap and sing in French. That same year met traveled to Cannes France with the Lyricist Lounge for the “Midem” conference, and made some strong business contacts with many international music companies around the world.
Along with experimenting on the musical side of hip hop, met decided to step into the business side of the entertainment business and began event coordinating and throwing parties. He started Remarcable Entertainment which has now gained a very respectful reputation for its brand. Met has worked with Funk Master Flex of NY’s hot 97, DJ Gold finger, DJ Red Alert, Stretch Armstrong, Rich Medina, and has gained relationships with hundreds of DJ’s in NYC. As a solo artist met has toured England, Canada, France, and has performed in Vermont, Albany.
New Jersey, and countless venue’s in NYC. As a member of Brooklyn Academy Met has toured all over the world and countless cities up and down the east coast and the Midwest. Met is a highly respected artists. He is your favorite artist’s favorite artist. His witty lines, advanced flows, bi-lingual raps, and incomparable ability to write a song separates him from the over saturation of mc’s in the hip hop game. He is a true professional song composer made for the entertainment business.
Click Click
Mr. Metaphor Lyrics
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nos rompemos nuestra regla porq la vivimos (la vivimos!)
gastando fortuna sabes bien que te aniquilo
ando millonario y eso que no vendo kilo
click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna
en las calle rey el que aka fuma
big big bang bang pegado hasta la luna
no se me comparen q no tienen chance alguna
click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna
en las calle rey el que aka fuma
big big bang bang pegado hasta la luna
no se me comparen q no tienen chance alguna
pegado en el money, pegado en el trap (en el trap)
somos los matinales de la calle malandra (maladandia!)
desde la cuna aprendiendo a hacer cash
tirando corte a todo lo que da
club clandestino para que me muevas
mucha lindas nenas con protes de las nuevas
navego sin marea en la selva de la brea
testeando las pololas a mi me sobran bolas
le das un beso y se descontrola sola
le das un beso y se descontrola sola
click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna
en las calle rey el que aka fuma fuma
big big bang bang pegado hasta la luna
no se me comparen q no tienen chance alguna
click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna
en las calle rey el que aka fuma fuma
big big bang bang pegado hasta la luna
no se me comparen q no tienen chance alguna
don’t fake mr fake what’s your name
really nigga in mistake
why so serious whats your name
really moments really people
i hate my mistake im living argentina
ready for a bless
ey bitch siempre con estilo (con estilo!)
nos rompemos nuestra regla porq la vivimos (la vivimos!)
gastando fortuna sabes bien que te aniquilo
ando millonario y eso que no vendo kilo
click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna
en las calle rey el que aka fuma
big big bang bang pegado hasta la luna
no se me comparen q no tienen chance alguna
click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna
en las calle rey el que aka fuma
big big bang bang pegado hasta la luna
no se me comparen q no tienen chance alguna
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The lyrics of Mr. Metaphor's song Click Click primarily revolve around the themes of money, power, and success. The verses talk about the extravagant lifestyle of the artist, who's always in style and breaks his own rules since he lives by them. He spends his fortune, and people know he can wipe them out. He's a millionaire, and he doesn't sell drugs to achieve it. The chorus, "click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna," means no truce, with the rapper portraying himself as the king of the streets, puffing away, with a big bang, and no one can compare to him. The song also talks about club life and how the artist navigates it with ease. The lyrics are in Spanish, and they contain some slang words, as is typical of Latin American hip-hop.
Line by Line Meaning
ey bitch siempre con estilo (con estilo!)
Hey girl, always keeping it stylish (so stylish!)
nos rompemos nuestra regla porq la vivimos (la vivimos!)
We break our rules because we live them (we live them!)
gastando fortuna sabes bien que te aniquilo
Spending a fortune, you know I'll destroy you
ando millonario y eso que no vendo kilo
I'm a millionaire and I don't even sell drugs
click click bang bang ya no hay tregua alguna
Click click, bang bang, there's no truce
en las calle rey el que aka fuma
In the streets, I'm the king who smokes
big big bang bang pegado hasta la luna
Big, big bang, stuck up to the moon
no se me comparen q no tienen chance alguna
Don't compare yourself to me, you don't stand a chance
pegado en el money, pegado en el trap (en el trap)
Stuck in the money, stuck in the trap (in the trap)
somos los matinales de la calle malandra (maladandia!)
We're the morning crew of the bad street (Maladandia!)
desde la cuna aprendiendo a hacer cash
Learning to make cash from the cradle
tirando corte a todo lo que da
Flirting with everything that moves
club clandestino para que me muevas
Clandestine club for you to move me
mucha lindas nenas con protes de las nuevas
Lots of hot chicks with new attitudes
navego sin marea en la selva de la brea
Navigating without a tide in the tar jungle
testeando las pololas a mi me sobran bolas
Testing all the girlfriends, I have plenty of balls
le das un beso y se descontrola sola
Give her a kiss and she loses control on her own
don’t fake mr fake what’s your name
Don't be fake, Mr. Fake, what's your name?
really nigga in mistake
Really, dude? You're making a mistake
why so serious whats your name
Why so serious? What's your name?
really moments really people
Real moments, real people
i hate my mistake im living argentina
I hate my mistakes, but I'm living in Argentina
ready for a bless
Ready for a blessing
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: mr.flama
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