1. |
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02:44
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Verse 1
Specific when I spit it, don't give as much as I get it
I'll admit it, staying selfish my decision
Step aside, or get ready for a collision
On a mission to hit 'em, complex like long division
Taken out of context, I'm big as the Pacific
Ocean, boastin' brain coastin' on potions
Neurosis of the mind, I float in every rhyme
Got the medicine to transcend, a dose in every line
Comatose, pill poppin' but got skills
I drop real shit, dude stood up and he got killed
So ill, like Nas I'm Illmatic
10 years passed, no looking back 'cause I'm still at it
Cookin' in the kitchen, off the sauce but I'm still addict
Never fallin' off, stay on top like a real attic
The mic, yeah I will grab it, love to write 'cause I'm skilled at it
You try to write but get stuck 'cause you suck and it's real tragic
Black magic, get on the track and it's fantastic
Horrify the audience, raise the dead like phantasm
Born to be big and I'm ready to die
Pop in the clip, are you ready to ride
Drop fire like Dylan, I rip and I rhyme
You fraudulent Timmy, you livin' a lie
Verse 2
My verse do the C walk, bang to the beat
My album's the dope that I slang on the street
Make piñatas of foes, let 'em hang by the feet
Bat to the brain, then I aim for the teeth
Pop pop, fly ball, bad call, home run
Who can hold their own against me in this game, no one
No one, it's so fun to smash mics
Get the beat ready for death like I'm rappin' last rites
They must be sleepin' on me, 'cause I haven't had mine
No time for sleepin' homie, play straight through half time
No breaks, like a car that's sabotaged
Had some snakes in the grass, saw through the camouflage
What's done in dark comes to light, walked through the sad façade
Cut 'em out like cancer and moved right along
Move along sir, I don't have time for none of this
Silly rabbit get slapped, I grow tired of your tricks
Ha, enough rhymes about cereal
Your persona so effeminate, delicate, ethereal
In other words your lite, I stay heavy like an elephant
Raw as the gutter but somehow still elegant
The connection between us, make sure that I sever it
Line you up in position right before I pull the lever bitch
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2. |
Stony Road
01:24
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Verse
Come walk down this Stony Road, see what I've seen
Eat who I eat, dream what I dream
So obscene, and nothing is what it seems
See the walls melt around me, I'm becoming a machine
I am Borg, prepare to be assimilated
Refuse to be inundated by the new generation
So innovative, the future was generated
By the past, present tense, intense when you in the matrix
Vindicated no, not until the day I'm syndicated
Until then keep moving, I refuse to be stuck in stasis
Goodness gracious, when will it ever stop
Try to take over the world until the day I fuckin' drop
It's time to thicken the plot
Shakespearean delivery, riddle me, riddle not
Riddle this, sentences like slithering centipedes
Identity is riddled with finnicky energy
Amenities provided if you ride with the shogun
Many names, many faces, truthfully I am no one
Don't fix if it ain't broken
And other older sayings, no Heimlich if you ain't chokin'
Hocus pocus, I promise I'm not jokin'
Real magic exists if you swallow the right potion
So follow me, I'm somewhat of an oddity
A literary tool, I am not your commodity
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Verse 1
Hood ventures, had my share of crazy ass livin'
Whippin' through the project blocks, hot like crazy ass women
Cops dippin' up and down the hill, always had to guard your grill
Not to many people real, just shady ass bitches
All slavin' after riches, act suspicious, get called out
Strapped, hood militias, body armor like Fallout
Livin' like apocalypse, Pistol P kept a lot of clips
T and D pushed the dope, they were bringin' in a lot of chips
Profits trickled to my pockets, but I kept to flippin' green
Claiming east, causing problems, lot of locals dissin' me
TL dropped the ball, left hanging didn't give a fuck
Me and Boo C on the porch, vs. thirty, wasn't givin' up
Didn't box, staring at those odds like fuck fisticuffs
We held our ground, till they bounced, he was ready to bust
Throwing up Glen Garden like a loaded gun
The crowd scattered after that like he unloaded one
Hook 1
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Verse 2
Didn't grow up a screw up but I showed up to slang
People know I started sniffin', dirt got thrown on my name
Said fuck the game, started acting distant, drugs saved my life
'Cause I was inside tootin' up when dude got jugged with a knife
Shit got hot, T on the run, D layin' low
K bossed up in the Butler makin' butter slangin' coke
Me and Jo, scoring daily, problems came with the blow
Tried to flip it several times, lost that shit in our nose
Staying geeked out, ridin' round with that heat out
North Texas, actin' reckless, North side let the beast out
Back and forth daily, kept the crystal in a speaker box
Sleep was for the weak, stayed tweakin' with the heater cocked
Flippin' but the money kept slipping like a greasy spot
Ransacked the kick it spot one night, she didn't leave it locked
Shit was dead wrong, robin' candy from a baby
Another bridge burned, single mom fuckin' hates me
Hook 2
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Verse 3
Most my life I been concealing shit, murder clique affiliate
Never pulled the trigger but I know how real it really gets
Drug game, I stopped feeling it, took myself off the scene
My people kept dealin', took a while to break free
Life is crazy when you don't give a fuck about tomorrow
Its hard to think past today when your futures borrowed
So much sorrow, slient moment, RIP to lil Pat
Hard lesson took to heart, you get what you give back
Look back, at the funeral, Granny's tears hurt my soul
Empty shell in a box, that's as low as low goes
Jo in prison, so I had to be the one to let him know
Told him me and Lazy went and held it down for you bro
He said I know, by then I had already cut the ties
But the emotions I saw when I looked in his eyes
Never left me, Got out the hood but the pain still remains
Helped me grow to who I am like a plant in the rain
Hook 3
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
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Hook 1 (Hidden)
Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish
I'm runnin' through buckin' like fuck 'em all
Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish
Better bring the whole crew whenever you come to brawl
Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson
Let me help you get the message
Verse 1 (Hidden)
I hope you get the message, fuck with HRS a death wish
I will break you into pieces just to teach another lesson
In the presence of a legend, bow down to your betters peasant
Just shot the angel off your shoulder, make your last moment precious
I am restless, wrestle with demons inside my head shit
Is crazy mixed up, see me screamin' you'll all be dead bitch
I step on the scene and they yell cut
No green screen baloney, real guns get held up
Sho' nuff, call your bluff, I bust like a big rack
Real heads respect, cant get enough of this syntax
Get back, always on the attack
Got the bomb rap, first contact, send you back to the past
Wrath of Khan, blast photons when I pull the trigger
Leave you holy, less than whole, opposite of full of vigor
Hook 2 (Hidden)
Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish
I'm runnin' through buckin' like fuck 'em all
Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish
Better bring the whole crew whenever you come to brawl
Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson
Let me help you get the message
Verse 2 (SoulKeeper)
Verse 3 (Killa Cain)
Hook 3 (Hidden)
Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish
I'm runnin' through buckin' like fuck 'em all
Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish
Better bring the whole crew whenever you come to brawl
Death Wish, Charles Bronson, Death Wish, Charles Bronson
Let me help you get the message
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Verse 1 (Hidden)
My verse bang like a gauge
Aim for the brain
Dismay, disarray, in general disarrange
Won't stop lickin' shots 'till the enemies disengage
I was meant to be renegade, never picture me in a cage
This metal get sent your wait, twisted barrel so finnicky
Hey, metal so heavy like Ralphie May
Don't test me, get dead if come round my way
These bullets bust that ass
Rain down fire when I blast like dragon spit
HiddenRoad hit 'em hard like savages
Put you in a box, Fed Ex, UPS packages
So ravenous like a raven when I attack a bitch
Straight for the eyes, surprise, I'm jabbin' 'em
Don't play fair when I move they throw a flag
But I don't give a fuck, twisted metal blow 'em back
Verse 2 (MC Drastyck Meaxurez)
Verse 3 (M-Acculate)
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Verse 1 (Uncle Bungle)
Verse 2 (Neaality Gandhi)
Verse 3 (Hidden)
In 2000 years the kid will still exist
Why's that, 'cause Hidden lives inside of his music
In my city you could get your tooth chipped from loose lips
You could get popped even if your slicker than goose shit
True shit, riding down the block on bikes boosted
And conversation's not what was meant by shoot shit
Ruthless, made my escape, chunk the deuces
A lot of us use music to not feel fuckin' useless
A way out, Hip Hop was born to liberate
Show respect to the progenitors, never do 'em disgrace
Goodness gracious, heaven's sake I don't like how these cats move
To exist with the greats I would do what I have to
Never lose, win win, that's what made me who I am
As an artist, as a spectator, but mostly as a fan
To participate in something greater is why I spit
It's not ego, I'll be happy to get to just one kid
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Verse 1 (Hidden)
Beat his fuckin' face in 'till he bleed freely
See this savagery you facing will make you flee screaming
So deceiving, see me smiling like comedy TV
Laugh, strike the match, leave 'em burning like CD's
or VD, it's as easy as two, three, one
Mixed it up to watch the head spin 'cause you seem dumb
Body blows make 'em fold like you need tums
Blood splatter, call 'em down to aisle five to clean up
Bitch rhyme like a creampuff, how does a cake seem tough
like saying you straight as fuck right after you drink cum
The fucker queer as folk, dancin' polka in a skirt
Gun barrel fuck his face, fuckin' choke 'em till he hurt
Skip the work, I don't need to hit the gym boy
Rip, bullets leave a bitch leackin' like a hemorrhoid
Disgusting, kidnap you like Ramsay did Greyjoy
Put the scissors to your member now your smoother than a Ken toy
Gangrene infection smelling awful like Kimchee
Make the faggot fuck himself if he fuck up and offend me
Chloroform knock 'em out, make 'em wake up missing kidneys
Rhyming for infinity, energy never ending
Defend the attack, send it back at who tried to hit me
HRSAffiliate, get who you wanna get B
The attack, spit what you wanna spit B
The attack
Verse 2 (Mistah B)
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Verse 1 (Hidden)
I rap on this shit like a fuckin' loose cannon
Go ham when I'm manic, I damage like fuckin' Bruce Banner
Smash, goliath to violent to enter truce plannin'
HRS a riot, we ridin' to bring the true panic
Lucifer, follow the dark one and apostles
Bullets jostle, enemies found 6 feet underground like fossils
We are awesome, gruesome horrors, twisted sick like Johnny Rotten
Kill a bitch like Sid, keep assaultin' till I pop the condom
Poppin' hymens when I'm rhymin', virgin ears get fuckin' raped
Force my way into the game like a slut that's gettin' gaped
Take it bitch, all up in the guts like hara-kiri
Leave her in the dumpster when I'm done like fuck gettin' married
Fuck rap, art is dead, art of war instead
Prey keep praying for their lives until these carnivores are dead
Big fangs, jagged teeth, Demolition when I rip
Deconstruction, death, disease, this is all that Hidden is
Verse 2 (M-Acculate)
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9. |
HH4 Infinity
03:26
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Verse
Hip Hop for infinity, my shit go boom
Affiliate with those who rip flows too
Don't fuck with fake, not even your bitch know you
You a broke motha' fucka', shop at WinCo foods
I rip flows with proper etiquette
Real heads respectin' it, Texas to Connecticut
We better than the regular competitors you messin' with
You steppin' up to this, dead wrong, I'm connecting with
Every line I throw, I flow with every molecule
Every essence of my being so smooth its comical
Approach me like a joke get in trouble like McGarnagle
Billy's dead, got popped, front page news article
Hip Hop for infinity, HRS
Hidden Underground where I'll stay till death
If you bout that Boom Bap, go and raise up a fist
If you down for goon rap, can't be fake like a bitch
Might get raped like a bitch if somebody pull your card
Stay strapped down in Texas like fuck a body guard
'Bout as hard as Kevin Hart in that Will Ferrell flick
Murder Worth, take a trip for some real scary shit
Hip Hop for infinity, rap all day
You suck fuck face, get face fucked by A.K.
Ya mom's hit by these strays, I takes no prisoners
If Hip Hop was a game then I'd play commissioner
You just a listener, I listen if it makes sense
Intelligence to high up to stoop down to basic
Put you through the paces if you blatantly racist
Black or white, it doesn't matter if your saying great shit
Now sit down, listen to these underground waves
HiddenRoad, Hidden flows, Hidden gunnin' down prey
Hidden comin' down hard, many styles, many rhymes
Many hours in the studio puttin' in plenty time
Hip Hop for infinity, plenty of these verses
Energy tremendous, hit you like Kennedy, bring hearses
You pretty much seem worthless, circus freak, I keep clownin'
On these sucker emcees with lame beats, don't seem grounded
In reality, they actually seem fraud
Put the fear on their faces like sinners that see god
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Hook 1
Unconscious, sub conscience
I am all that is raw beyond nonsense
Stay constant, consider me cautious
HRS launch like a rocket through the constellations
Verse 1
No confrontations, erase the impatient
Minds stuck behind the lines, blind to basics
Remain in good graces, step into my spaceship
Space is made to fly high, mind's are racin'
Nine times I shapeshift, becoming new faces
Going ape shit with the force of a glacier
Cold, make your face hurt, I do this no eraser
Design rhymes straight like lines, don't need chasers
Brace for the storm, transform
Anti-matter attack, don't matter if, and, or
What is Hidden, rancor, I hit 'em like Tankor
Bullets flying everywhere like a hitman war
Hook 2
Unconscious, sub conscience
I am all that is raw beyond nonsense
Stay constant, consider me cautious
HRS launch like a rocket through the constellations
Verse 2
No hesitation, I show revelations
To those who hold promise, so godless in reputation
God is an emanation, now let that sink in
Teaching as I speak, illuminate inner demons
Can you see 'em, do you see the things I see
The mirror is a portal, the ticket is in your dreams
Human beings, Super Saiyans, chase the dragon balls
Pause for a second, then I grab 'em all
Resistance is futile, walk down the food aisle
Satisfactory results like coming up with new styles
Time traveler, E = emcee squared
The test is unconsciousness, get prepared
Hook 3
Unconscious, sub conscience
I am all that is raw beyond nonsense
Stay constant, consider me cautious
HRS launch like a rocket through the constellations
Verse 3
No degradation, system wide enhancements
Symbols sittin' high up, scribbled out in Sanskrit
Emerge from the sandpit, cause abandoned
Journey aimless through space and time with no abandon
Shit is random, images energize, beam up
Fuck the whole scene up, Voltron, HRS team up
Aisle 9, its a clean up, I'm puttin' both these feet up
Job done, words delivered, be back when its time to re-up
Hook 4
Unconscious, sub conscience
I am all that is raw beyond nonsense
Stay constant, consider me cautious
HRS launch like a rocket through the constellations
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11. |
Triumph
02:24
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Verse 1
I said it long before and you still cant break me
No matter what's in store, you still cant phase me
HiddenRoad for life, no these cowards wont face me
Derelict with mine, Hip Hop wont embrace me
They say I'm to metal behind the mic
Voice raspy like a snarl, a decade behind the times
I don't give a flying fuck, embarrassed by current guys
In stilettoes acting tough, whole history falsified
Pull your card, feel free to check mine
No longer find me in the hood but you will respect mine
I don't care how the rest of these rappers rhyme
Deliver lines right after I write like Amazon Prime
Same day, free shipping, money secondary
Hidden keep ripping shit till he becomes legendary
HRS, I do it all, no secretary
No breaks, fall to fall, February to February
Verse 2
2018 make sure the scene sees me
A project every month, make that shit seem easy
Believe me, the industry is deceiving
Compared to underground, mainstream ain't competing
They cheating, watch me kick that home grown flow
Listen to their lies, watch Pinocchio nose grow
Failures like Tokyo Drift
Put your hands out to stop me, you cant hold me though bitch
Jet Li when I hit, die, Romeo bitch
Giddy up homeboy, rough like rodeo shit
Throw the rope-a-dope fist, HiddenRoad to the death
Before I take disrespect I will take my last breath
They 'bout as true as Eminem
Façade melts off, show true colors from within
Said it all before but let me say again
Don't fuck with HRS, we the best, let us in
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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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