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Underground Muscle

This song is by Kemo The Blaxican.

When I arrived the earth shook
I've been in it for a minute, close your eyes and don't look
Dead Silence Alliance and I murder a track
You ain't a killer, why you pushing it black?

To fit a stereotype, you believe in the hype
Plus, when you spit I detect my rhyme type
You impressionable, I'm influential
It's understandable, I'm bad to the hueso

I don't hate, I ain't a crab in a bucket
When can all get pape
A matter of fact we should clique up and unify
Infiltrate and penetrate the air waves

We all die at some time
And leave a legacy behind that other find
We can pause, rewind life
So I'ma illustrate on the mic one more time

The more things change, the more they stay the same
They wanna play us on the 5th of May
I don't trip 'cause my blood supply, my life line is the underground
Hit 'em with a deadly sound

Dead silence movemos en silencio
Al mismo tiempo aceramos ruido con el sonido
Flow instrumentals directo al cerebro
Reviento bocinas algo diferente nada del lo mismo

Como militares invadan canales
Encuentuentra la llave
No sales que lo que sabes

Underground crowds, movements are found
Revolutionary sounds duck down, como balazos
Cuando truena tu sistema causando dilema
No esperas lo que te llega

We grind every way hustle
It's an everyday tussle, underground muscles
Passion for the mic recite
Take a little ride to a beat you like

We grind, every way hustle
It's an everyday tussle, underground muscles
Passion for the mic, recite
Take a little ride to a beat you like

Brought into this earth with a gift since birth
But I'm taking my time, that's why I am rehearsing the verse first
Dead Silence and we trying to get the highest
We the heaviest and we floating the lightest

Bite this, and most you just might get violent
Hit you when you flying like pilot
Faking the funk that's why you in the trunk
But not getting bumped because the rhymes is bunked punk

Underground hip-hop, that's where the bus stops
Running up on fools all you hear is the beer drop
Shit pops, gun shots toward cops
And whatnot so this mic is all we got

I run the streets but always find my way to the studio
I'm knocking out tracks like my name D-Bo
Most and I'll forever get brew
Finish up a track and come with something new

Dead Silence Alliance, a rap renaissance
Everyday a Halloween haunt, what you want?
I'll be you bloody valentine, you go for yours, I'll go for mine
Explode like a landmine, stop time

'Cause I'm a sick fuck on self-destruct that lightning struck
Blood rush, I never get enough
I thought about killing you or killing me
Rather write graffiti

Tomando sangre, soy Jehunicko el único hijo de Dracula
Demons make me do the craziest things
Political hell, the pain that it brigs
Haves and have nots, your heart in a sling

For life, an outsider in the system divided
Races what you think, it's what they really want
They keep us fighting, innocent dying
Press your luck

Murphy saved me, my nana saved me
But my reality killed me
I died chasing purity, I rise from the ashes
Dead Silence, the shadow we casting

We grind every way hustle
It's an everyday tussle, underground muscles
Passion for the mic recite
Take a little ride to a beat you like

We grind every way hustle
It's an everyday tussle, underground muscles
Passion for the mic recite
Take a little ride to a beat you like

Written by:

Daniel Briseno; Albert Hernandez; Felipe Perez; Chris Quiroz; David Thomas

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