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From dusk to dawn, drop bombs on a norm life
Handcuffs are gone, no laws and no bored nights
I was not born right, reckless mind
I find my design inside my own kind
I fly high, seatbelts off with no second thought
Never got caught up in if hell is cold or heaven's hot
My own god, kneel down at the mirror
Reflect deep but I'll never drown from the terror
Existence material, gun in hand I pass by
Missed the ethereal, burial be my last rite
Do unto others before they get you, hold the brass high
Golden rule, keep the gold for yourself, be the bad guy
Super heroes sacrifice, I keep my doors locked
Strong castle defense, keep all the corridors blocked
Never be the victim, aggression be my savior
Die on a cross? no, never trust your fuckin' neighbor
Bridge 1
Crown of thorns cast off, let the blood flow
Never mourn, never more, never trust those
Peering eyes keep watch, keep the gun close
Kill they eyes, kill the eyes, kill the mud crows
Verse 2
Dust off the boots, footsteps take a long path
Find yourself stuck, bad luck from the wrong math
Numbers count on nothing, sure shot from a long pass
People count numbers, distrust for the small mass
Self reliant, put on my own socks right
Fell the giants, hold both Glocks tight
Projectiles have no feelings, they cry no tears
Project my thoughts, mind willing, have no fears
Stand on the mountaintop, face down the enemy
Never doubt, regrets take form and steal your energy
Kill the memories, kill the entities
Kill everything inside that is menacing
Trigger finger finicky, let loose, let 'em have it
My life is my own from birth to the maggots
No fire, rot in the earth be my last vision
Take mine, get all the desert be the last mission
Bridge 2
Blood red, sky black as the wind blows
Mud rats, lie flat, pluck a thin rose
Prying minds stare back through the windows
Kill the eyes, kill the eyes, kill 'em real slow
Verse 3
Murder, death makes the world turn
Whose death? any death, accept that you will burn
Pick an urn? no, to the earth I'll return
Feed the worms, turn my back to god, relearn
I am free, no longer wear the hat of the hypocrite
Hit or miss, ideals fall short, I am sick of it
Pick up the rifle, cock back, pray to mettle gods
Face to the sky, blam-blam, watch the metal fall
Bring down the meteors, turn the sky red
Walk the path where it leads, 'till I'm dead
Find lead, hold the pencil, put it down for the sword
A weapon fits a warrior, warrior's strike their own chords
I will find my own reward, keep it to myself
Keep the wealth, charity is known to damage health
Walk with stealth, never wear my heart on my sleeve
No one will see me sweat, no one will hear me breathe
Bridge 3
Silent minds don't speak to the filth, no
Never more, never mourn, always kill those
Peering eyes, keep watch, keep the gun close
Kill the eyes, kill the eyes, kill the eyes
Kill the eyes, kill the eyes, kill the eyes
Kill the eyes, kill the eyes, kill the eyes
Kill the eyes, kill the eyes, kill the eyes
credits
from Outlaws to the End,
released February 7, 2016
Written, Performed & Produced by HiddenRoad
Mastered by MatrixAudio
HRSUnderground, LLC 2016
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
