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Worthiest Sons - The Unheard Of Lyrics



Worthiest Sons - The Unheard Of Lyrics




In these days everything is the same, you don't f*cking impress me
Strip away all the phony clichés, you're left with nothing, but a bogus charade, you're just frontin'

You could front all you want... you hold nothing above me
People just wanna pretend, they wanna fit in, but ain't "wise to da game", they just love the attention

Overthrow the underground, sound off!
A brazen, bellowing sound - the unheard of

Pass me the next one, yeah if you recall, I'm not your stepping stone first learn to crawl
You're drying up on the floor, another raisin in the sun, you could never afford determination

Soy un embajador! MHC! Militant hardcore, let me give you a taste
Dabble a little bit of what I spit on everything, makes you wanna think about a whole new regimen

Overthrow the underground, sound off!
A brazen, bellowing sound - the unheard of

It's about digging deep
Finding new levels of consciousness
We gotta break this

Culture of Silence!

Through these hands alone you ain't f*cking wit' mine, better count your bars before you reach for mine
Now observe, what you ain't never heard, a young blood with a very old proverb
So speak if it's all worth, selling your words, your best verse on a mothaf*cking t-shirt
Now is that really love or just the opposite? Don't get involved if you' f*cking wit' my money mang

(Break!)
The Unheard Of!
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In these days everything is the same, you don't f*cking impress me
Strip away all the phony clichés, you're left with nothing, but a bogus charade, you're just frontin'

You could front all you want... you hold nothing above me
People just wanna pretend, they wanna fit in, but ain't "wise to da game", they just love the attention

Overthrow the underground, sound off!
A brazen, bellowing sound - the unheard of

Pass me the next one, yeah if you recall, I'm not your stepping stone first learn to crawl
You're drying up on the floor, another raisin in the sun, you could never afford determination

Soy un embajador! MHC! Militant hardcore, let me give you a taste
Dabble a little bit of what I spit on everything, makes you wanna think about a whole new regimen

Overthrow the underground, sound off!
A brazen, bellowing sound - the unheard of

It's about digging deep
Finding new levels of consciousness
We gotta break this

Culture of Silence!

Through these hands alone you ain't f*cking wit' mine, better count your bars before you reach for mine
Now observe, what you ain't never heard, a young blood with a very old proverb
So speak if it's all worth, selling your words, your best verse on a mothaf*cking t-shirt
Now is that really love or just the opposite? Don't get involved if you' f*cking wit' my money mang

(Break!)
The Unheard Of!
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Writer: Jaime Mora
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Length: 3:34
Written by: Jaime Mora
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