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King of Games
01:43
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Duel
02:43
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Verse 1
It's time to duel on some Hip-hop shit
Speak up, don't stutter little lip locked bitch
Rapper of the millennium, orc from Orsinium
No limits exist, limitless like the Q continuum
Hit you with the heat, Earl Gray, engage
Competition gets flamed when I get enraged
To weak, wanna beat the King of Games, lift weights
Face off, Nick Cage, leave you Lost in Space
Danger, Danger, you don't wanna see me angered
Find me creepin' round your house, Skinwalker, face changer
I don't mean a gang when I speak about a banger
And I don't mean plane when I speak about a hanger
You look a little puzzled, got lost in my pyramid
Many miss the message but nod like the hearing it
Scream till they feeling it, slice through rhymes like daggers
In this game I am the Ultimate Blue Eyes White Dragon
Verse 2
Me, unstoppable Egyptian God
You, implausible, depictions fraud
Descriptions of Hidden, definition of raw
Inscriptions forbidden, long imprisoned, gone
Uncensored, I am beyond rated r
Underrated underdog, underground hated hard
Death Star, destroy planets like the Empire
Assemble the millennium items and I am entire
Contend with this tone, get injured quick
Raw sentences set in stone, not tentative
Take a defensive stance, before you dance with this devil
If you lack metaphors you can't throw hands on this level
This game is a duel, step onto the battlefield
Stakes are high, loser gets banished to the shadow realm
Strike with the Dark Magician magic attack
All you young ins pay attention, listen how a savage raps
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Cobra
01:33
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Verse
The King of Games don't play
Lyrical exorcism, go pray
My spirits possessed with rhythm of old days
The elders speak my name but the rest don't say
Call me Snake Eyes, roll the dice get a point
Got the game rolled up like a joint
Light up, competition fold up like a letter
The underground is full of whack shit but I'm better
Yo, fuck a rap battle
Judge Dred, beat a bitch to death with a gavel
Time to hop on the saddle
Rough Rider, first to yell hut gets tackled
Spit combat, virtual martial arts dojo
Paratrooper screaming before I jump, go Joe
Hidden hit the ground runnin'
Gun in hand, enemies shit in pants when I'm comin'
Bullets flying like bees buzzin'
Revolution, making 'em dance dance when I'm gunnin'
This A.K. fuck your face like a coke whore
Leave you traumatized like Hodor
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Verse 1 (Karnage)
Verse 2 (HiddenRoad)
Hidden the marauder, Hidden the disruptor,
Invade with blades sharp, raid quick, take the plunder
Hidden the contorted, face twisted, torn asunder
Distorted voice hard as Thor’s hammer, born of thunder
Lyrical incisions, unbearable decisions
Off the beaten path like Sex Pistols, very viscous
Ill breath, insidious, rhythm spittin’ venomous
Victim’s head spinnin’ from the mind fuck, idiot
Hidden the great, Hidden the displeased
Invade like the plague, leave 'em death riddled, diseased
Hidden the saboteur, bathe in shadows when I creep
Combative matador, embrace battle, no defeat
Mythical swords, masterful maneuvers
Godlike in a war, brain a mathematical computer
Strategy combined with the force of a whirlwind
Army marches out to conquer, till the world ends
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Legend
02:11
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Verse 1
On the day I was born all the light turned to shade
There was sound of a horn and the sky turned to gray
I was carried away, carried away
Carried away, I was carried away
Wild child, raised by the wolves
On my third day alive I became an adult
Battle inside gave way to assault
The results of which I will never divulge
Fork in the road, which way to go
Fuck flight of the crow, travel way of arrow
No one ever can know, ever can know
No one ever can know, no
Verse 2
I’ve walked through the rain and I suffered through pain
But I felt no shame that nothing was gained
Spent my life searching for someone to blame
Hidden, the King of Games, one and the same
One and the same, one and the same
Look in the mirror at what I became
Every voice has got something to say
But they all speak at once and it’s fucking insane, hey
Take me away, take me away
Take me somewhere that is far away, safe
Set me in flames, set me in flames
I am a legend so give me a name
King of Games
Verse 3
Walk through the mist, see my abyss
If you need some help I can assist
Try to teach the world secrets of NIMH
But the problem is nobody listens to shit
Listen to this, listen to this
Blindly follow, never again
Not even god can guide you better than you
Follow six, cause the seven is sin
Seven is sin, seven is sin
And everything’s deadly to men
And after you die then your legacy ends
I don’t want any part of it make me legend
King of Games
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6. |
The DragonBorn Awakens
02:28
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Verse 1
A lot of time passed, now I wake from my slumber
Wings beat fast, earthquakes from the thunder
Torn asunder, I was born of the dragon
Leave the game in ashes, till then I can’t quit rappin’
Quit rappin' these faggots defacing Hip-hop
Rappers don’t rap no more, instead they making shit-pop
Piss off, I’m hardcore like titanium
Knives and guns galore, heavy metal melt your cranium
Radiate like uranium, the attack resonates
Infiltration stage, after that devastate
Bullets blast holes, make your soul levitate
One-forty pounds, but my flow heavy-weight
My catalog immense, a song made per seven days
Subject matter intense, blow your brain in seven ways
All who oppose get smacked straight to heaven’s gate
When the DragonBorn attacks, no time to hesitate
Hook 1
It’s grown to quiet, silence forsaken
Emerge from the cave, the DragonBorn Awakens
Castle door locked, no key, I will break in
Crown made of fangs, leave the peasants breath taken
The reigning kings round up, beheaded
Claws of a legendary beast, get shredded
It’s grown to quiet, the violence is nigh
Breathe fire, melt flesh, the DragonBorn’s alive
Verse 2
I stepped in this game with one aspiration
Release constant heat with no procrastination
It’s obvious the mainstream is of no concern
But the dragon can’t be Hidden till the underground burns
Constant amazement, feet to the pavement
Bring concepts to life, then back to the basement
Back to the basics, rap deface faces
Attack the fans direct, debase bases
I am the many faced god, I can transform
Eat planets like Unicron, leave the land torn
Create my own universe like a daedric prince
Chosen one, prime, I am where the matrix sits
We are not alike, you have the mind of a peon
Channel greatness when I write, my rhymes are from beyond
Symbols etched in stone, my name will live for eons
Dovahkiin, dare to face the dragon, begone
Hook 2
It’s grown to quiet, silence forsaken
Emerge from the cave, the DragonBorn Awakens
Castle door locked, no key, I will break in
Crown made of fangs, leave the peasants breath taken
The reigning kings round up, beheaded
Claws of a legendary beast, get shredded
It’s grown to quiet, the violence is nigh
Breathe fire, melt flesh, the DragonBorn’s alive
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7. |
Who Wants to be King?
02:16
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8. |
The Throne
02:47
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Verse
Strike first, make my way through the clones
Big sword swing swift, slash straight to the bone
Hack ‘em up, I came for the throne
Back ‘em up when I stand firm, same as a stone
Sithis, To my enemies I’m dreaded
Treat ‘em like Ned Stark, leave ‘em beheaded
Don’t forget it, I mean it if I said it
Bout to sew up the game, the needle has been threaded
There’s a madness to the method, a maniac with a mic
Results no one expected like Brainiac in a fight
What a sight, like sore eyes from the light
Bow down to the king, cause might makes right
The Colossus, tough skin made of metal
You the softest, you can’t contend on this level
Fumes are noxious, cause I spit it so toxic
Leave you nauseous when I rock shit, river flow no stoppin’
You rappers need to knock it off stop it
Or be held beneath the guillotine blade when I drop it
Rewind, right back to the Ned Stark line
Leave the rest behind with sharp rhymes from a sharp mind
Nut up, get shut up and cut up like shark teeth
Hidden always strapped like kids stuck in car seats
Carry curved blades like the far east
Face the King of Games, get canned like sardines
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Verse 1 (HiddenRoad)
Rhyme specialist, keep in mind who you messing with
It’s effortless, fuck your presence, I lessen it
In my prime, get in line when I’m wreckin'’ shit
It’s high time you all find who the best, it is
Hidden listen give attention to what the lesson is
My rhyme book half full, yours' half empty like a pessimist
Obsessed with spittin’, possessed and sick, where the exorcist
First to jump in, don’t give a shit who the second is
I try to stay chill but I’ll snap if you touch my medicine
Gun clap, click clack, you will never get out the bed again
Stealthy, special ops, Solid Snake veteran
Gun cocked, stick up Hip-hop until they let the metal in
Rage, scream like Slipknot, need a sedative
Born to win, hard to take a loss, to competitive
Cannot contend I am not the one to be reckoned with
Beckon seven weapons in seven seconds and sever shit
Verse 2 (M-Acculate)
Verse 3 (Billy Boi)
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Verse 1 (HiddenRoad)
Bark at the full moon, howl like the beat
Gaze into the deep hole found at my feet
Go beneath, I can't feel the ground under me
Hearing voices, hope there’s no sound underneath
Crawl down, I never wanted this to happen
I was content to live in fantasy, lavished by all the laughin’
I never thought I’d still be rappin’
Cause the silence of the crowd is deafening, now imagine
A small boy, with a dream so large
Strangled by the world while he screamed so hard
And now he seems so scarred
Tangled in the web with the beast, no stars
Up above, all alone in the machine
True self hidden so deep, no one can ever see
The visit meant to be temporary
Now he eats with the enemy, old self dead and buried
Hook 1 (HiddenRoad & Mistah B)
Trapped in the belly of the beast
Caught up in the grasp of skeletons underneath
Staring in the mirror, the face of another me
Stares back, trapped in the belly of the beast
Verse 2 (Mistah B)
Hook 2 (HiddenRoad & Mistah B)
Trapped in the belly of the beast
Caught up in the grasp of skeletons underneath
Staring in the mirror the face of another me
Stares back, trapped in the belly of the beast
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11. |
Memories
04:26
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Verse 1
On this one
I’m speaking on a personal tip
Sitting back reminiscing on some personal shit
Hard to see memories through the fog
Lot of drugs, lot of lies and plenty of alcohol
I remember when we would ball
B Double OC and P, stood strong against them all
But uh, we grew up and grew apart
Best friends, not forever, that shit tore at my heart
But I guess that’s just how it goes
Life gets in our way and people got to grow
And sometimes that means people got to go
Never be the same but I never call you a foe
Hook 1
Memories, good and bad
Memories, happy, sad
My memories are what makes me who I am
Living with decisions is what truly makes a man
Memories of the past
Memories, let ‘em last
Our memories are what makes us who we are
No matter good or bad so I cherish all the scars
Verse 2
Verse two, onto person number two
What else can I say, nobody knows me like you
Age twelve, rocking out your guitar
And those long speechless rides, loud music in the car
But when I first got into HipHop
It seemed like our interests no longer criss-crossed
We went our separate ways for a while
But still would hang out from time to time
And through it all, I knew that eventually
Our paths would fall in tune to the same energy
HiddenRoad, two best friends
It was meant to be for us to make music again
Hook 2
Memories, good and bad
Memories, happy, sad
My memories are what makes me who I am
Living with decisions is what truly makes a man
Memories of the past
Memories, let ‘em last
Our memories are what makes us who we are
No matter good or bad so I cherish all the scars
Verse 3
This one hits closest to home
Because with you I know that I would be alone
The only girl that I’ve ever truly known
Although we both have done things the other doesn't condone
Such is life, an even though we fell out of love
I wouldn't the trade the journey for all the heavens above
You hurt me more than anyone ever has
And I know I did the same so I could never stay mad
And now every time I see you smile
I can't help but picture you raising my child
I'm still proud to call you wife
Now and forever, the love of my life, yeah
Hook 3
Memories, good and bad
Memories, happy, sad
My memories are what makes me who I am
Living with decisions is what truly makes a man
Memories of the past
Memories, let ‘em last
Our memories are what makes us who we are
No matter good or bad so I cherish all the scars
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HRSUnderground Fort Worth, Texas
Hardcore Hip-Hop / Rap over dope beats that go BANG.
For years, HiddenRoad & M-Acculate
scoured the underground to assemble TONS of gritty albums and songs featuring themselves and other like minded rappers and producers from around the world. Culminating with the 2022 release of Hidden Underground 4, one story has officially come to its end; and yet, a new book begins..
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