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Illternal, HiddenRoad
03:27
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Verse 1
Bell ring, get it, Hidden hit the mat, split it
Livid limericks by the minute, never finish or quit it
So acidic, I live in the pitch black like Riddick
Beretta nano equipped with a six pack, don't forget it
Mindset is triple six, abomination to many
Accommodation, not any, just condemnation aplenty
Get the fuck back, or get bucked Jack, don't think I don't have it in me
Touch this rucksack and get rushed fast, not letting you have a penny
Just a bitch, the mere fact that you exist offend me
Flip the switch, double back for the bag the path bending
No tail, don't fuck with a fed it's all facts
I won't fail, secret passage in shed that's out back
Dead before rat, under the surface where I'm at
Comedic derangement, close the curtains then I laugh
Overload the circuit on purpose, pause the show
Broken bones are sound effects, these hos gotta go
Hook 1
Illternal, HiddenRoad, bricks of dope in the boat
Mixing up the sickest flows, injure bros, give the ghost
Revving up the engine, yo, step into the tension pose
Empty out the clip until it click, and then reload
Verse 2
At it again, always get back with the pen
Wrap up the package with friends, happy to wrack up the wins
Attack, throw the ax and it spin, now mount up
Blood bath tally, big grins, now count up
Harden up the armor, army marching to the drum beat
Setting traps in darkness, bottom feeders where the scum be
Feed a lot of chum out, just to test the waters
Aftermath so horrific need new ways to measure slaughter
Mete out fodder for the violent minded mecha-warriors
Let the mortars fire at will, no time for point of orders
Pointless mourners, send 'em all to be with lost loved ones
Ominous apocalypse, entire game undone
Hook 2
Illternal, HiddenRoad, bricks of dope in the boat
Mixing up the sickest flows, injure bros, give the ghost
Revving up the engine, yo, step into the tension pose
Empty out the clip until it click, and then reload
HiddenRoad, bricks of dope in the boat
Mixing up the sickest flows, injure bros, give the ghost
Revving up the engine, yo, step into the tension pose
Empty out the clip until it click, and then reload
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Verse (HiddenRoad)
Tension lead to rage, jumping off the page
Schematics of the mage, on display, center stage
No delays, it's all clockwork how the dinners made
Last renegades, we slay with the sinner's blade
Win the day, no debate, conquest, only outcome
HiddenRoad, Illternal, laying waste, hardly outdone
Bass of a loud gun, voice rip the soundscape
Pound fakes, presence of a T-Rex, ground shake
Pound cake, spread around the ground and the town lake
Parts unidentified, never found what the hound ate
Pound sand, pound the pavement, whatever it takes
Make sure you get out of my face or suffer the fate
Bow and arrow, black dagger, poison from the black adder
Special force attack pattern, operation stack fatter
Ammo piles slumping over falling on the magic scrolls
EM Pulse, fucking up the track, let the static roll
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3. |
Took a Turn (feat. S.S)
02:54
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You took a wrong turn, when Hidden cook, the song burn
Tempest, torment, terrorize, whipping up a strong churn
Send the storm in, paralyze the enemies long term
Sentence formed from fury, write with energy that cause squirms
These fuckin' small worms, nothing more than paupers
King of Games, HiddenRoad, fuckin' shit up proper
You fuckin' with a monster, cadence of a mobster
Me and Illternal perform the same dark opera
Slay the lame imposters, El Chupacabra
Foaming at the mouth, slobber dripping down the jaw bruh
Don't give a fuck for Karma, eat it all up
Laugh while you starve, keeling over balled up
Feeling kind of awesome, flipping scripts on kicks
Snare hit like a bomb, yeah we rippin' in the mix
Triple six mentality, warp and bend reality
Like Shuge did to Ice, hang you off the fuckin' balcony
Hook 1 (HiddenRoad)
Walk up, acting funny, better back up from me
Hands off the package dummy, quick fast attack your buddy
You should probably study, go and get a real job
To long sleeping at your moms, you a real slob
Swagger of a street walker, status of a meat locker
Looking froze, sounds dribbling out your mouth like a beatboxer
Come and see the master, meet disaster
Guaranteed I beat the breaks off, lead you out to pasture
Verse 2 (S.S)
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HRSUnderground Fort Worth, Texas
Hardcore Hip-Hop / Rap over dope beats that go BANG.
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