Secret Master of Destruction

from The Underworld by Hidden & Uncle Bungle

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lyrics

Verse

Take a ride on this beat like a moped boy
Beat your feat, I'm not joking boy
Crowbar, give you a crack like a dope head
Like Bone Thugs, mo' murda', we leave 'em mo' dead
Game of thrones, yes, I ascend to the challenge
Tough battle, rough times, I append to the callous
Grow stronger, fuck a temple, yo my body is a palace
My cup runneth over, drinking blood from a chalice
Your a putz, I'm a mountain, dismantle with malice
Turn guts to a fountain like I'm mishandling Alice
Kill the rabbit, rape the queen, break the looking glass to pieces
Stab the Hatter with the shattered glass, fast as fuck kinesis
I'm a master of the thesis, statements hidden in the beat with
The vision of a beast, unleash venom when I speak bitch
Master of destruction, leave you riddled with diseases
Twist your mind up, have you spinning 'till your seasick
Sea shells by the sea shore, slip your bitch an analgesic
Numb as fuck, she buttered up, shit is 'bout to get indecent
Exposure like a film, explode you like a cannon
Parts scattered, leave the hills bony like a famine
Bob Marley like we jamming, jam a knife into your ribs
Halloween throughout the year, plant the fright into your kids
Never fighting with the fist, blessed with brain that's glorious
Twisted thoughts unchained, I get off on gory shit
Yeah, fuck a chorus bitch, keep coming like a jack rabbit
Heads hear my shit, come running like a crack addict
Back up with it, come gunning, take a stab at it
Compare my gun to yours, when I see it I just laugh at it
Fuck a rap battle, fragile ego like a villain
Put my track on the speaker, hear oh, like I'm killin'
Yo, fill 'em up with ether, Nas it was written
Blade sharp keep it hidden like claws in a mitten
Like pause, intermittent shit
HRS collective, yo, we the syndicate
So intricate, can't hinder this
Introduce you to these sentences

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from The Underworld, released September 11, 2019
Written & Performed by Hidden
Produced by Uncle Bungle
Mixed & Mastered by MatrixAudio
HRSUnderground, LLC 2019

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