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Jordan Hudson Mar 2019
As other rappers make stacks
And I am rapping ****
Out my head I lack
I snack on other words
By rappers that share brains with birds
Some know words but most don't
Some hum like a ***
That can't speak
They are too weak
To say to the faces of others
And do races to impress their mothers
I just write to a cheap mic
And spit words in the light
And I fight to work my way to flight
A flight of fame, like an artwork frame
Moves on, hold me down and I stay
Underground like a mole
In a hole of debt
As I crept through and hold
No attention to me and I see
That I am alone and I owe
It to you, not known
Words out, words in
But they flow
Out the other side
Thought I lied
Crept out and set em' aside
Oh
I'm an underground legend
And you just don't know
Creeping out from my bunker
Take one last shot and dunk her
But I won't stop
Not the cops can stop this hip hop
This song will go on
Not too long, you aren't wrong
I may not be the best
But you haven't seen the rest
Better yet I crawling out my nest
I will ace this everlasting test
Criticism and words don't hurt
I have a word proof vest
Crawling out the gutter and the dirt
I will be the first to legit come out
And make a hit as I spit rhymes
Managing my time not spending a dime
For producers or anybody else
That is how I felt since the start
Want my work to be true art
The goal is far but I follow the stars
Faster than a car, what they are
Constant raging temptations
Engaging enemy nations
It is just a new war
What for? That store
Blew to the floor as they kicked in the door
They tore the carpet and broke the glass
They burned the grass and stole the stash
Took the cash and burned them to ash
Drive away, whiplash
Google maps, doing laps
Find the way or we will stay
Here all day, ay
Tell me the facts
That you black and can rap
Better than me, I'm bad
But I can at least rap mad
What you had to tell
Burnin' in hell
Your soul fell while mine rose
What I chose is to sell those
Tracks in which blast on Bose
Heavy bass, this rap race is almost complete
And you can't compete with this bitter sweet
Receipt of my offbeat off sync beats
In which produce heat knocking you off your feet
Discrete feet running away as I stay and play
This track is too fast, what you lack
Is the ability in which you are whack
Yeah
New car outside, set your check aside
Brand new ride, flipping burgers and pullin' fries
Card declined, just gettin' by but that car is mine
Rapping inside, as I hide
Underground what you found
Is a legend bound for success
Passed this test as I check
To see what the heck
That is, be my guest
Steer left, break their neck
Keep going, don't stop
Beep the horn we got a cop
Lyric special!
Jordan Hudson Mar 2019
Standing up over a crowd
Yelling at innocent so loud
What can I say?
What did I do?
What you say is not true
Banning us from this place
Going away while you say
We cannot be here
But you are no one to be feared
We cause no harm
You are not armed so what can you do?
Yelling at us, just looking at you
I can tell you are miserable and mad
While you are claiming we are acting bad
Well that's just sad
Nothing better to say, your evil face
Well we over there having fun today
Away from you, but then you come
And destroy our lives wish you never had came
Where is your gun?
Where is your authority?
Oh, that's right, you just old security
Driving around, around the town
Exerting your power, which you don't have
Blurting more sour words and the respect you lack
Yeah
Security misusing their power
Jordan Hudson Mar 2019
As your buried in my head
All you've said, nothing is left
Distant and far, reserved as you are
I am shook to see your reaction to me
But please just leave me be
But please do it peacefully
I don't want a war with no treaty
Especially one with you and
We just can't
Got what it takes, but the stakes are high
And a lake is ignored by me
Your reaction is like a storm
As I get hit by more
A door leads out as I fall to the floor
In a store of wild boars as I am tore
And your roar is silent but my core is tore
As I soar through this open door
I will never forget this time
As I say I'm fine but my mind
Is pulsing in pain, my brain
Has a stain as you are the stain
My pain came from your fame
And your the same as the rest now
As I just wait for another guest now
Never good enough, rough stuff
I bluff as they love, I just
Go and seek another
Sleek and slow lover
Critique and no other
I just love her
This one of my new favorites
Jordan Hudson Mar 2019
(It's a mad world out there)
As I stare up into the sky
I see the whole world in my eyes
Tall skylines and street lights
City dwellers at night
A world so large
A sky so far
Can I reach that holy place
A mass culture human race
Church and the mad wild
Gods along the nile
A sinister spec
The graves must be checked
Midnight run, get out your guns
The wild runner will come
The mad world is gonna end
The sad world is falling in
The majority will win
Sinister
Yeah
Sinister
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
One last shot
As I aim
All I got
It's the same
This place can be bad
Jordan Hudson Feb 2019
Born for this life
Raised for this style
Others don't get it
Running by miles
Not about speed
Style by intent
Rice by you, nice by me
I'm not tryin' to be
Quick like you
I made it what I like
So negative
Don't you know
What style is
It's all about one's thoughts
What I bought
What I see as great
What you see as fake
It's an art form
As one can say
It would improve
Only if I could choose
The one I use
I am stuck with this
All the limits
Make me sick
So limited
So limited
I am stuck with this
Rice has me glued
Limited from you
I am stuck with it
My rice car is all I can afford right now
Jordan Hudson Feb 2019
JDM around
Low to the ground
Tokyo background
When I turn around
They all stare me in my eyes
All around, it is all spies
The media is all a lie
I cannot dramatize
Underground meets
Racing on streets
Tokyo drifting
I take a seat
Get a break from this new place
As I am here and away
A new city, a new dream to chase
An outsider with a new face
Produced by Lovell himself
As I turn his good beat to hell
Not by intent
But by accident
It's just how I felt
Foreign lands, Saharan sands
I be the one to shake hands
With the man himself
No meaning
No interfering
An object leaning
On everything
I have to break it
Two parts separate
Hit or miss
Early or late
I am no one now
But someone later
Words out my mouth
Words to a traitor
You all listen one day
Then forget what I say
Talkin' to a brick wall
Not listening at all
In one ear out the other
Not even my own brother
Nobody cares
They all just stare
Somethin' on my face?
Just time that I waste
A whole life race
I can't keep up with the pace
Lovell is my inspiration
Jordan Hudson Feb 2019
I'm proud to say
This one is mine
I can make that claim
And that is fine
It took some time
And a mountain to climb
But I'm still not there
On  the peak of the hill
Soaring through the air
Not there still
Trying to find my way
Getting lost today
Stranded behind
But that is fine
Lots of street signs
Cars on the other side
I'll sit and think
What have I done
My life will sink
But this is fun
I'm not there still
Not even close
You know I will
Arrive with skill
Patience is key
While being me
Is the way to go
But I'm sure you know
New era
Not sure what to say
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