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Feet to the concrete, walking down this long street
Don't ask, how the fuck I got here is beyond me
Mobb Deep, see the shook ones sulk behind me
Grimy, why I keep a sharp blade within my reach
Try me? in the rearview you look so tiny
Find me? impossible, cause I don't even know where I be
Always rhyming, semi-automatic with the marker
Ink dark, need it darker, so savage I eat the carcass
Rappin' is not the target, more to life beneath the carpet
Lift up the corner, find those of us who've been discarded
Bombarded by the world, it keeps throwing the kitchen sink
Try to keep afloat, if you quit rowing this bitch will sink
Lost forever to the drink, the ocean vast beyond imagined
Buried several fathoms under the ground like Bilbo Baggins
Leave the package at the door then get the fuck off of my porch
Gaze sharp like a sword, if looks could kill you'd be scorched
Flame thrower, try to win 'till the game is over
Never give up premature, keep marchin' forward like a soldier
Hard to turn the other shoulder, let alone the other cheek
If you try to come at me, you'll find out that your futures bleak
Just climb 'till you hit the peak, small boulder to the mountain
Action drives the world, do more than throw your pennies in the fountain
Foot heavy on the gas, swervin' in and out of traffic
More than surface layer, see the face hidden beneath the graphics
See it, taste it, like it's magic
Let it lavish your senses, you gotta have it
Success, it comes in flashes, gotta grab it when it pass bye
Until you take your last breath, no such thing as a last try
Turn effort to a pass-time, write like it's the last rhyme
Middle finger to the critics, don't give a fuck if you get chastized
Colder than a glass eye, still I let the fire burn
Not concerned, pouring out the gas till the liers learn
This goes out to the underdogs, the ones who would like a turn
No matter what, we keep comin' y'all, leave you inside an urn
credits
from The Lone Swordsman,
released June 25, 2021
Written, Performed & Produced by HiddenRoad
Mixed & Mastered by Matrix Audio
HRSUnderground, LLC 2021
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.....more