HiddenRoad vs. A Dude Named Drew - In the Present
From Lost Generation by HiddenRoad vs. A Dude Named Drew, released August 30, 2018 Available direct from HRS: https://hrsunderground.bandcamp.com/album/lost-generation and on other Streaming Services: https://hyperfollow.com/hiddenroad/fozA
Hardcore Hip-Hop / Rap over dope beats that go BANG.
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..
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Story behind the song
HiddenRoad vs. A Dude Name Drew return to give you a glimpse of the Lost Generation...
Written & Performed by HiddenRoad
Produced by A Dude Named Drew
Mixed & Mastered by MatrixAudio
HRSUnderground, LLC 2018
https://www.HRSUnderground.com
Lyrics
Chorus 1 (Eremitic)
Up in the present, trying to make my past stop
Im up in the hills like a windows backdrop
Cruising down the lane and Im thinking of my life
Blood in my veins and blood on my knife
Up in the present, trying to make my past stop
Im up in the hills like a windows backdrop
Cruising down the lane and Im thinking of my life
Blood in my veins and blood on my knife
Verse 1
I got blood on my knife, out the mud I got mine
Climbing up the hills, got a drug for the strife
All right, only feel at peace when the gun is cocked
Invincible, cruising through the streets like a juggernaut
X-Factor, I dont mess around with X Man
The club for the young-ins and the molly for the next man
Always ride solo, fuck a yes man
Dont play when the pistol slang, to the death man
Goddamn, it always seem like violence is the plan
Sick in the mind like silence of the lambs
You pushing rocks, Im not buying that fam
Not packing glocks, you just lie to the fans
You not hiding it man, we can all see inside
You are fraudulent, but they choose to believe the lie
Not I, I dont rap about guns to seem tough
Im from Texas Mother Fucker and I really will bust
Chorus 2 (Eremitic)
Up in the present, trying to make my past stop
Im up in the hills like a windows backdrop
Cruising down the lane and Im thinking of my life
Blood in my veins and blood on my knife
Up in the present, trying to make my past stop
Im up in the hills like a windows backdrop
Cruising down the lane and Im thinking of my life
Blood in my veins and blood on my knife
Verse 2
Try to live in the present but the past never stops
Living right right now but in the past I was not
Focused on the music, I dont care if it flops
How the fuck you a rapper but your album never drops
You need to stop, I dont get down with the mumble
Get a grip rappers, knock em down and they fumble
Big headed on the track but in person get humbled
Get your block knocked off, ready, set, rumble
On the green like golf, fuck a bag, keep a bundle
Big pimpin, Dennis Hof, keep you bitches under control
Stacking up the tracks like a trapper stacking hundos
To fuck with me is crazy like attacking at a gun show
Oh no, I really do this day and night
Couple shots came at me but they wasn't aiming right
Bust back, I dont rap about guns to seem bad
Im from Texas Mother Fucker and I really stay strapped
Chorus 3 (Eremitic)
Up in the present, trying to make my past stop
Im up in the hills like a windows backdrop
Cruising down the lane and Im thinking of my life
Blood in my veins and blood on my knife
Up in the present, trying to make my past stop
Im up in the hills like a windows backdrop
Cruising down the lane and Im thinking of my life
Blood in my veins and blood on my knife
