The Collection Vol​.​2 (#Freetape)

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1.
Earth Island 02:02
Verse 1 Yo, Hijack a UFO Fly up in the CIA, laughing at you bros Fuck rapping, ray gun clapping, blasting at you hos Intergalactic assassin, a master of speaking prose A maniac with it though, crash landed on Earth Island Collect diamonds, splice wires, raw science Silent killers how we move, mind state all violence Just a man against giants, I kill 'em with no kindness Simon says, lights out, scum, time to die now Brain like a gray's, let the power of the mind out Creatures, in the darkness, laser beam marksman Phaser keep it charging, never see me lethargic Hook Anti-gravity, lift stones, bash your fuckin' face in Invasion of the genre, boom bap amazing Spread doom across the nation, wild fire how we blazing No second chances once we bring the death rays in Verse 2 No matter the occasion Leaving all your vital organs spread across the pavement Cosmic bully my persona Fuck with me, no nada, in the way your a goner True loner, looking suspect, HRS face mask Walking down the block, looking for the beef, shake shack Gimme that, no take backs, get your face smacked Fucking with the mission I'm making him lay back You bust and I'll spray back, robotic defense system Launching missiles at your melon with a quarter inch precision Don't move a smidgen, I'm popping 'em with the pistol Me and Max run the ship, co-captain and that's official
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Magic Show 01:58
Hidden on the track, heavy metal, click clack Treat the beat like my ho, I facefuck her till she gag Steady cruisin’, Cadillac, yo, true ally cat Underground in the caves in the sewers and the rats I still remember how it felt when I didn't have shit Couldn't deal, put in the work like fuck this rap shit Now I’m back with some cash and a stack of the good shit Walk the line, make me snap I go back on hood shit I’m from Texas, best believe I got enough guns for it Send bullets at your feet, yo, run forest Run for it, run for it, run for it Packin’ chrome, cracking bones Walking death, catacombs Savage flow, let me welcome you to the magic show And I’m sawing these bitches in half Who’d have thought superstition was fact Witches and wizards, exposing her innards As I’m collecting the blood for my bath Me and apostles we entered a pact Enter the devil whenever I rap All the impostors they call me a monster And they won’t stop giving me flack But fuck ‘em, fuck fuck fuck e’m Leave ‘em gushing like an oil spill Rap perfection like collections Left stuck up in the foil still Flesh creatures, so disgusting, mechanical to the core I detest the simple minds, dip my mandibles in the gore Not standing this shit no more, anti-social I’m swinging swords HRS overlord, raise the beacon and bring the hordes To your shores
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C-4 02:08
Hook 1 You can't stop me, go and cock me like an M-4 Blast off, C-4, before COVID I was indoors Masked up my true self, melt you like a Lindor Rocket launch lift off, left earth and fled to Endor Surrounded by dementors, never get away Reliving the shit I did like I just did it today Never fade, always faded, THC is how I pray I don't play, never persuaded, nothing could make me stay Verse 1 Such a shame, took a young boy, led into the flame Once burned forever changed, nothing ever the same Break the chains, doesn't matter when your stuck inside the brain Soul drained, left behind like the slain I been running round in circles Lost in labyrinths with savages coming to hurt you Unearth you, in this context not a virtue Fuck the basement, 10 feet under the cellar is more our purview We will merc you, moving through the alleys in the pitch black Get back, not talking abdomen when I say six pack Revolver dispatched, blowing wigs back, no refuge for the riff raff When it go click clack, it's like a jet engine, sit back Oozing through the sewers yeah the stench bad, drippin' on the pen pad Never give an inch slack, add pressure till the limb snap The sentence, split in half with a vengeance Rising tensions, not to mention its hotter than in the kitchen Hook 2 You can't stop me, go and cock me like an M-4 Blast off, C-4, before COVID I was indoors Masked up my true self, melt you like a Lindor Rocket launch lift off, left earth and fled to Endor Surrounded by dementors, never get away Reliving the shit I did like I just did it today Never fade, always faded, THC is how I pray I don't play, never persuaded, nothing could make me stay
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Verse 1 (Hidden) Yo I grew up, no concept of stoppin', no conscience No nonsense, always think ahead the only constant Bomb shit, explosive like 'nam when the god spit Aw shit, HRS, what we 'bout, raw content Raw, never content, we conquer like the Mongols Underground, uncut, affiliated with Mongrelz Build empires, like Caesar in the booth Uncouth, do it different, no smoke an mirrors, just proof All truth, real magic go poof, back up Click, boom, zoom in see me picking bags up Distribute the packs out, I really lived it, no lie Do or die, bullets fly, we just did shit, no try Big shit, at least that was the vision but no dice Things ain't always how they seem, failed the mission, goodbye Back up, no, I mean get back up though Stand in the way of progress, get slapped up ho Hook 1 (Hidden) Click save as an ass whoopin' Come 'round these parts, bound to get your bag took-en Nobody fuck around, in my town in go down Same story, up an down and inside out Click save, check your work boy No one can fool time, try your bound to get burnt boy Left drowning in the gulf, no one shed a tear Outcome worse than death, nobody every knew your here Verse 2 (Don Ciotti) Hook 2 (Hidden) Click save as an ass whoopin' Come 'round these parts, bound to get your bag took-en Nobody fuck around, in my town in go down Same story, up an down and inside out Click save, check your work boy No one can fool time, try your bound to get burnt boy Left drowning in the gulf, no one shed a tear Outcome worse than death, nobody every knew your here
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Bless Up 02:05
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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Stony Road 01:24
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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Headaches 02:21
Verse 1 Fuck fate, I make my own way through the headaches Don't sedate, embrace the daylight, cut the red tape Past, present, future, friends fake, fuckin' dead weight Words equivalent to blood, paddle through this red lake Twenty-Seven years, still got nothing to give I want what I want, don't give fuck, let me live Don't give a fuck 'bout the biz Just a hobby, but least I don't suck when I spit True grit, motto always better them than me Got a lot of missiles, ready, aim 'em at the enemy Age don't enter the equation, I've always been a teen Middle finger to authority until they sentence me Until they silence me, speak loud when the beat drop Say the wrong thing, six feet, gone to see Pac Censorship and free speech don't mesh, see the sea-saw Hand out free money, fund another recall They fund another recall You starve, they fund another recall Verse 2 Conscious free, no conscience, scream at the nonsense Craziness onset, drink bring jaundice Speak till I'm nauseous, vomit these words Music's no contest, but you got to be heard And so I'm destined to fail Cause I don't do it for the listener, I do it for myself Therapy, no Theraflu, serenade the fear in you Scream at the mirror till that mother fucker's hearing you Can you hear me now? Fuck a commercial Art is independent, never fuck with commercial Stuck in this universe, but not universal No purpose, the words put me back in this circle A pictures worth a thousand words, what if no one sees it God is everywhere until the day no one believes it A puzzle's not complete until you pick up all the pieces A record's not concrete if the record player siezes The point, what's the point of this shit Self expression's no point once you break off the tip
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Wise Men 03:57
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Eve's Apple 02:23
Yeah I’m walking up this long road, climbing up these ladders Chutes and daggers with a snub nose, like that nothing matters Life is something like a braggart, lose yourself in the patterns Spacecraft pitter patter, from here and back to Saturn It’s a long way out, souls trapped in the atoms Electro-chemical chasms, in the brain like mini battles Draw the raffle, cosmic lottery, the audience is baffled By the winners life sentence, hammered by the judges gavel Life unraveled, string theory put it back together, build the scaffolding Defy gravity, magically lift your faculties Up, I mean up high, never coming back it seems Radioactive matter passing by me rapidly Imagining a star cruiser, whipping through the galaxy Crash landed, fathered Adam and Eve in true reality The apple’s just a symbol, descended from the mother Ship, ascension, hidden instructions left for the brothers Crawl up under, rip the wrinkles in the fabric Story tragic, space and time dance together so theatric Solar winds tear your god to bits, the lie is massive Ancestors saw the visions deep within and painted caverns Stone castles stand the test of time, life is much more fragile Agile creation make beauty, the universe in my satchel Treasure worthless, fill your purse with many fine thoughts Mazes in the mind, solve the puzzles with clues from the rhyme box Cruisin’ for a bruisin’ losing pressure, sudden time stop Divine intervention, advanced technology mind hop Mind hunter, Orion chasing cosmic antelope Anecdotes for the long journey, boredom's antidote Hand in hand in perfect time, we tip toe outside the lines Ancient astronauts, methodical, volatile to the mind See the grand design implanted seeds, human arise Once the crops mature, reset, then you will die Then you will die… Then you will die… Then you will die… Eve’s Apple, Eve’s Apple

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Second in a Series of #Freetapes which will compile various tracks from previous HRS releases and make them available for free..

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