Triumph
I said it long before and you still can't break me
No matter what's in store, you still cant phase me
HiddenRoad for life, no these cowards won't face me
Derelict with mine, Hip Hop won't embrace me
They say I'm to metal behind the mic
Voice raspy like a snarl, a decade behind the times
I don't give a flying fuck, embarrassed by current guys
In stilettoes acting tough, whole history falsified
Pull your card, feel free to check mine
No longer find me in the hood but you will respect mine
I don't care how the rest of these rappers rhyme
Deliver lines right after I write like Amazon Prime
Same day, free shipping, money secondary
Hidden keep ripping shit till he becomes legendary
HRS, I do it all, no secretary
No breaks, fall to fall, February to February
2018 make sure the scene sees me
A project every month, make that shit seem easy
Believe me, the industry is deceiving
Compared to underground, mainstream ain't competing
They cheating, watch me kick that home grown flow
Listen to their lies, watch Pinocchio nose grow
Failures like Tokyo Drift
Put your hands out to stop me, you cant hold me though bitch
Jet Li when I hit, die, Romeo bitch
Giddy up homeboy, rough like rodeo shit
Throw the rope-a-dope fist, HiddenRoad to the death
Before I take disrespect I will take my last breath
They 'bout as true as Eminem
Façade melts off, show true colors from within
Said it all before but let me say again
Don't fuck with HRS, we the best, let us in
No matter what's in store, you still cant phase me
HiddenRoad for life, no these cowards won't face me
Derelict with mine, Hip Hop won't embrace me
They say I'm to metal behind the mic
Voice raspy like a snarl, a decade behind the times
I don't give a flying fuck, embarrassed by current guys
In stilettoes acting tough, whole history falsified
Pull your card, feel free to check mine
No longer find me in the hood but you will respect mine
I don't care how the rest of these rappers rhyme
Deliver lines right after I write like Amazon Prime
Same day, free shipping, money secondary
Hidden keep ripping shit till he becomes legendary
HRS, I do it all, no secretary
No breaks, fall to fall, February to February
2018 make sure the scene sees me
A project every month, make that shit seem easy
Believe me, the industry is deceiving
Compared to underground, mainstream ain't competing
They cheating, watch me kick that home grown flow
Listen to their lies, watch Pinocchio nose grow
Failures like Tokyo Drift
Put your hands out to stop me, you cant hold me though bitch
Jet Li when I hit, die, Romeo bitch
Giddy up homeboy, rough like rodeo shit
Throw the rope-a-dope fist, HiddenRoad to the death
Before I take disrespect I will take my last breath
They 'bout as true as Eminem
Façade melts off, show true colors from within
Said it all before but let me say again
Don't fuck with HRS, we the best, let us in
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Writer(s): Andrew Terwilliger
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