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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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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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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 (HiddenRoad)
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 (HiddenRoad)
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 (HiddenRoad)
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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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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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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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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Conflict - When I Was Up
03:43
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HiddenRoad - Eve's Apple
02:23
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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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