The Archive

by Hidden & N95

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1.
Bless Up 02:05 video
Verse 1 You can go and bump that bullshit that get play on the radio Hate me bro? I don’t give a fuck or felatio Lately though, shit been fucked up, crazy yo Underground, keeping out the light like a shady grove Not like Shady, only thing slim the bullet ho N-9-5, Hidden back leaving bullet holes True rap, boom bap, drums thumpin’ (brrooom braaap) Once one and one, now it’s many like it’s goon rap Where my goons at? Nah I’m fuckin’ with ya I been sittin’ in my corner all alone with a pistol Make it pop like a piston if Hidden is with his missus That shit is relevant - don’t give a fuck about you bitches I’m nothing if not ambitious, concussion from the collisions It’s a blessing and a curse how I’m stuck with this vision I’m bustin’ it to this rhythm, it's down to one decision Stay or go, it makes no difference, Hip Hop, forever in this Verse 2 True facts, every sentence dope, always push the envelope Few dig it, sheep sleep, bitter sweet like Gin and Coke With a pinch of lime, every rhyme seeming cynical Clinical study dummy, reach growing long like tentacles Keep it at ten and two, we creeping up every drain Underground, in the sewers we leaking into your brain Contaminates like nothing that you've ever seen before Through the door, yeah we rush in, we screaming to hit the floor Bitch freeze, only recourse, get on your knees Pulling triggers if somebody even do as much as sneeze Bitch please, push me out? No it’s never gonna happen Rich or poor, around the globe, no matter where I'll still be rappin’ Give a fuck who out there clappin’, it don’t matter worth a damn This shit is in my blood, always be a part of who I am
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Signs 02:50
Verse 1 Fuck a sheep, yo stay with the flock, you just a bitch I can leap frog out of the box and shut the lid Just a kid, son I fathered your pops and let him live Up the bid? Boy I’m ready to pop, we don’t forgive Or forget nothing, Mo’ Fuckin’ doomsday spit Rocket launcher rhythm, I will boom they shit Brightburn villain, yeah crush a bitch’ bones I am sick holmes, sick tones, send a bitch home Say goodnight, sleeper hold, it’s lights out Walk up out of nowhere probably holding the knife out Cut out your stomach, use a flashlight to make a lighthouse Giant mound of coke, cocka' roach time to die now Here to take the world for all it’s got This a stick up, put ‘em up, don’t make me take the shot Better watch where you pissin’, boy don’t even got a pot Dirty dick lil’ bitch, burning penis from the thots You messy, bitch get your life right again Or at least get out the way before I fuck your life like Nems See me sneaking with lens, best to listen for the click No camera, that’s a double action, victims gettin’ hit Hook 1 Moving to slow, boy get with the times Never stop for nothing, here to spit these rhymes Pay attention to the signs (pay attention to the signs) Dope lines, no mime, stop when the world is mine Watch how you move, boy better keep the drapes up End up in prison getting buttfucked and taped up Better watch what you take, pay attention to the signs Dope lines, dope rhymes, stop when the world is mine Verse 2 Fuck sake, get the fuck out the way of the expletive Make up the deficit, or make it an exodus Sick with it, exorcist, stick with it, reverence Respect for Hip Hop but take aim at it’s residents Pop, pop, the land lord’s back in town bitch Take the underground, yeah we ain’t backing down bitch Listen to the sound bitch, M-Acculate ain’t I? Nah, that’s my people, we attacking shit, Canine Laughing at you busters, soft as shit, St. Ives Careful how you move, already used up eight lives Keep ‘em in my sights, take the ninth when I blast Best to learn the history or you won’t leave the past Hook 2 Moving to slow, boy get with the times Never stop for nothing, here to spit these rhymes Pay attention to the signs (pay attention to the signs) Dope lines, no mime, stop when the world is mine Watch how you move, boy better keep the drapes up End up in prison getting buttfucked and taped up Better watch what you take, pay attention to the signs Dope lines, dope rhymes, stop when the world is mine
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Master of phonetics - make a word do acrobatics Gymnastics, grim magic Sick passion, conveyed in a slick fashion Six fathoms deep, where we keep the heat blastin’ Underground, underwater like Atlantis Phantom, creep silent on the prey like a mantis Destroy the universe, Unicron and Mantrid Combined force, bring death, eat planets Need Xanax? Breed panic, manic rhythm Cataclysm, meteor out the sky how I hit ‘em Get ‘em, raw from the beginning Always Hidden, born boss of the villains Outlaws, never fit in, give a fuck how you feelin’ Roll up if you willing, hands up to the ceiling Pow pow, Native Pow Wow, how we illin Commune with the spirits, in tune, can you hear it???
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Squid Speak 02:45
Verse Keep it squid like a tentacle, octopus so sinister Pumping dope through the ventricles, the Indica is integral Keep it whole like an integer, finish up quick Blazing herb like its clinical, intrinsic benefit Down to the nucleus, where nucleic acid exists In microscopic realms deep within Whatever the season is, I’m seeking to be it’s friend Hand out reaching like a beacon, then it freezes off my limbs I guess you could call me Caesar Over thirty, to the kids your a geezer Might as well listen to Weezer Don’t ask where the keys are, brain asleep like a seizure Don’t ask where the machines are Flesh creatures, water sacks, obsolete, far- Below the bar, you handicap to hit par We rap hard, challenge us, you'll get scarred Be scared, let the ink go, cloud the situation Left and right the same direction, drown with the nation Change the station, no appreciation We speak in the receiver with ourselves in conversation Generational divide, ebb and flow with the tide One’s happy while the other’s disappointed all the time Strap in, feel the ride, the end is nigh Do you care to step inside?
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Verse Lick off six shots when I’m pissed off Hands off, hands on bombs, split your lip ock Three hands with six Glocks, tick, tock, boom Then a bitch pop, broken record - how this shit stop The kid’s hot, boiling pots, pans full of bacon Hands where the waste at, holster keep a gun waitin’ Gravitate to the accolades, clap for the ladies Exacerbating, foes catch the hands like masturbating It’s fascinating, mass media procrastination Mass murders, masked burglars at gas stations Rob the nation, tell your mom I am not a crook Then I fuck her in the ass leave her back behind to cook In the kitchen - you a rook, I’m a bishop, how I move Check a bitch something quick, pullin’ pistols on your boo Something vicious, red liquid, viscus, sickest with the juice Fishing up the wrong river, getting at the crew Bitch, I’m thinking if you only knew There’s more than meets the eye, see the future coming true I’m coming through, tidal wave energy, metal infantry Blast willingly, diligently face the enemy Clinically sane, criminal minded man No parts in your system, keep living how I am Don’t give a damn
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Found deep within the HRS Vaults was a treasure so finite.. so precious.. that it remained untouched for many years... This, is The Archive.. contents? the final remaining folder of dope N95 beats that have not been used or allocated elsewhere.. this is the final chapter in the story that started everything.. Hidden & N95

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released December 15, 2020

Written & Performed by Hidden
Produced by N95
Mixed & Mastered by MatrixAudio
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