C-4
from C-4 by HiddenRoad vs. A Dude Named Drew
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lyrics
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
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
credits
from C-4,
released April 20, 2021
Written & Performed by HiddenRoad
Produced by A Dude Named Drew
Mixed & Mastered by MatrixAudio
HRSUnderground, LLC 2021
Written & Performed by HiddenRoad
Produced by A Dude Named Drew
Mixed & Mastered by MatrixAudio
HRSUnderground, LLC 2021
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