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HiddenRoad is a musical artist known for their unique fusion of different genres, incorporating elements of electronic, pop, and alternative rock. With their catchy melodies, heartfelt lyrics, and distinctive sound, HiddenRoad has captivated audiences with their captivating performances. Drawing inspiration from personal experiences and the ups and downs of life, the artist's music resonates with listeners on an emotional level. more »

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Specific when I spit it, don't give as much as I get it
I'll admit it, staying selfish my decision
Step aside, or get ready for a collision
On a mission to hit 'em, complex like long division
Taken out of context, I'm big as the Pacific
Ocean, boastin' brain coastin' on potions
Neurosis of the mind, I float in every rhyme
Got the medicine to transcend, a dose in every line
Comatose, pill poppin' but got skills
I drop real shit, dude stood up and he got killed
So ill, like Nas I'm Illmatic
10 years passed, no looking back 'cause I'm still at it
Cookin' in the kitchen, off the sauce but I'm still addict
Never fallin' off, stay on top like a real attic
The mic, yeah I will grab it, love to write 'cause I'm skilled at it
You try to write but get stuck 'cause you suck and it's real tragic
Black magic, get on the track and it's fantastic
Horrify the audience, raise the dead like phantasm
Born to be big and I'm ready to die
Pop in the clip, are you ready to ride
Drop fire like Dylan, I rip and I rhyme
You fraudulent Timmy, you livin' a lie
My verse do the C walk, bang to the beat
My album's the dope that I slang on the street
Make piñatas of foes, let 'em hang by the feet
Bat to the brain, then I aim for the teeth
Pop pop, fly ball, bad call, home run
Who can hold their own against me in this game, no one
No one, it's so fun to smash mics
Get the beat ready for death like I'm rappin' last rites
They must be sleepin' on me, 'cause I haven't had mine
No time for sleepin' homie, play straight through half time
No breaks, like a car that's sabotaged
Had some snakes in the grass, saw through the camouflage
What's done in dark comes to light, walked through the sad façade
Cut 'em out like cancer and moved right along
Move along sir, I don't have time for none of this
Silly rabbit get slapped, I grow tired of your tricks
Ha, enough rhymes about cereal
Your persona so effeminate, delicate, ethereal
In other words your lite, I stay heavy like an elephant
Raw as the gutter but somehow still elegant
The connection between us, make sure that I sever it
Line you up in position right before I pull the lever bitch

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