HANG ON (2014) Reissue

by UNDERGANG

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-In That Maze: urlz.fr/37sM
-Ten Fingers: urlz.fr/37sO

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released November 8, 2014

All tracks written, composed and performed by Cedric "Undergang" Gleyal except "Ten Fingers" & "In Disguise", lyrics and vocals by Kamik/Undergang.
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Undergang at Uriprod Studio, France.

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Track Name: Avengers On The Road
AVENGERS ON THE ROAD

Avengers on the road
Sentences on the blackboard
Letting my life back

Always in the crossroad
Between night and day
Wrinkles on my face
Walking to the grave
Looking for someone to embrace
Deeper and deeper
Who's gonna replace….. you
Walking on the railroad freshly stone
Wandering alone surrounded by tombstones
Hey babe you know it time has come
Short-lived as butterflies and no clone

There were no doubts in my B side
Just grimey loops in my freaky style
I was like Dr Jekyll I was like Mr Hyde
Bulletproof, powerful be both at the same time
But truth came in my home, alone in my room
In my own, bad mood, I hung up the phone
By the window past was walking to me
Invisible, no way to have my hands free
Track Name: Ten Fingers (feat. Kamik)
TEN FINGERS

Wantin' to get a hold of me, impeding on my destiny
Getting in my brain, making me numb, telling me I'm insane.
Gotta keep moving, gotta hold on strong,
But the man, the man, man um-hum, he keeps pushing along.

Makin' the trivial, by distracting sensibility, it's pitiful.
Thinking in my place, manipulating thoughts in my sacred space.
Creatin' the problem, creatin' the reaction,
And your answer, your answer, ohh is a short-term solution.

I got 10 fingers runnin' all through my spine
I got 10 fingers tryin' to take control of my mind
I got 10 fingers that just won't let me be
I got 10 fingers that are feedin' off of me.

J'rentre dans l'tas sur l'instrumental frontal
Quand les relous détalent sur c'flow marginal
Boston/Pink Town coopération mentale
Lyrics létales loin des dédales des capitales

Un même tacle sur le clap comme un fight sans détail
Entaille au protocole, nouvelle école
Confirme la règle, affine l'oreille
Taquine le verbe, cash et sans réserve

Degrading me bit by bit, avoiding that I throw a fit
Demanding hard sacrifice, while easily stealing my rights.
Treating me like a baby, treating my emotions
So reason, reason, umm, yields to childish conclusions.

Keeping me in ignorance, enslaving means becomes a convenience.
Hailing mediocrity, implanting low goals as a certainty.
Pushing personal fault, pushing the blame on me not you
So concern, concern isn't something I have or do.
Track Name: Hang On
HANG ON

Hang on baby
Cos I'm back
It's a grimey payback

On the early morning in the town
So many faces, so many tears are rolling down
Waiting the devil to be back on his throne
I close my eyes love has gone

For sure I'm living in a twister
Oneday I'll climb up the ladder
Even alone it doesn't matter
With the sound I'm getting stronger

Blast it now I'm cruising, check that flow
I'm runnin on the beat now
Runnin on the beat so
I'm thinking of you in this motherfuckin playground
Oneday you will pay, oneday you will find
Track Name: Ghetto
GHETTO

Révolution, amertume
Dévotion sur le bitume
Liberté qui se consume
Sensation d'évasion sous la plume

Stigmatisation des ghettos
Démagogie à coups de marteau
Quand le gotha achète nos porte-drapeaux
Et nous coince la tête dans un étau

T'as pas trop l'choix tu marches et tu crèves
Tu ouvres des portes et puis plus rien derrière
Ligoté par des ambitions meurtrières
Qui assèchent chaque jour tes prières

La joute est longue
Sur la liste s'ajoutent des noms
Quand les démons s'agitent
Et sans complexe jouent au plus con
Révolution amertume
Dévotion sur le bitume
Track Name: Alone In The Corner
ALONE IN THE CORNER

Alone in the corner
Something in the air
Girl your pretty smile
Is not a fairy tale

Need more than your love
Though guy in me burn
Please let leave the dove
One day I'll stop to run
Break your rules again
Track Name: In Disguise (feat. Kamik)
IN DISGUISE

I'm a master of my own demise, I'm a master of my own disguise.
I keep bumpin' into strangers, strangers

Torn apart by the views, the opinions, the assumptions
My body lies
Scattered on the ground—huh, scattered on the ground.
To be trampled by the heavy feet of the men
Who walk above—walk above; no concern, no guilt.
No concern, no guilt

I don't wanna spend my life alone in disguise
Now I gotta wear my truth and start to fight

And you would leave me here with no way escape
The process of deterioration,
The process of corrosion,
The process of germination.

Leaving me to the scavengers
Who pick and sift..pick and sift...pick and sift.
My naturally brown hair died lighter
To appear more what? Tell me.
My brown skin that is wrongfully called black
To insinuate an image of what?
Complement my brown eyes that gaze back at you, in disappointment.

Y'a pas que dans les films bidons que l'issue se devine
Quand le bon sens et la raison se débinent
Les préjugés s'installent comme une routine
Au travers des prismes cathodiques ou politiques
On n'essaie pas de voir autrement rétine en guise de carabine
Cerveau endormi à la morphine
Délit de sale gueule pour ta couleur pour ton style
Tant de choses à partager malgré ces frontières qui se dessinent
Quand le rejet des différences lentement nous décime
Track Name: Pas De Frontieres
PAS DE FRONTIERES

Calé dans les halls, OP, traçage vers des planches imbibées
Dans quel but, quelle lutte, de l'art pour sortir de c'merdier
Pourtant c'est dur de laisser ceux que l'on aime sur place
S'battre contre des moulins avant et après le show ça terrasse
Sur les nerfs, sur le vif, la boule au ventre disparait
Pas l'trac sur c'track, l'instru est mon bouclier
Immergé dans les nappes et les vagues, bassdrum en guise de destroyer
Et puis si y'a la vibe après c'est comment s'destroyer
Paris Prague Berlin Zagreb ça commence à en faire des bleds
Où le courant est passé sans avoir à faire de zèle
Devant 3000 personnes ou 7 pas d'manières c'est l'même kiff
Même exutoire sur ces putains d'electro riffs...
Et puis y'a tous ceux qui suivent, fidèles moteurs de créativité
Qui me permettent de survivre au propre comme au figuré
Sans eux j'suis rien, même si y'a des murs de son et de lights entre nous
Au diapason on reste soudés sans concessions ni tabous

Move on stage like a criminal
Lyrics now are cynical
Move up around da riddim

Check in gate 1979 c'est là qu'j'ai atterri
Programmé pour le son, le message et les harmonies
Vocation infantile, qui n'a pas bougé d'un fil
Une force me pousse, m'épouse pendant qu'les années défilent
Si c'était à r'faire, j'resigne à la seconde
Même si à mon poignet à 50 piges y'aura pas d'montre
Seulement des tonnes de souvenirs amassés dans la matrice
Avoir fait partie d'un grand trip, une sorte de bateau ivre
Le rock, la route, se mettre soi-même dans le doute
Aller au bout de soi, comme un mort de faim qui part au combat
Et puis si la quête est de s'exprimer en usant de cet art mineur
Ouais c'est sûr je suis pas prêt de compter mes heures
J'traîne partout où la sic m'appelle pas de frontières
J'm'lève avec elle, dort avec elle, marche avec elle
J'traîne partout où la sic m'appelle pas de frontières
Ecrits sur le bitume où dans les airs ces mots sincères
Track Name: In That Maze
IN THAT MAZE

My body's been blown, dust and bones underground sown, of revenge I'm the son
Gunshot in schoolyards, blasts in Irak all is done
In spite of my gift, the world goes on
One step from rebellion to terror
Assassin or freedom fighter, ask in the mirror
I'm a war prowler, attracted by gunstores
My head's like a boiler, my love like a stupid whore
Bring me to jailhouse to close my mouth
Lethal injection from the north to the south
Who's the greatest killer, the worst of us
For money for god, I don't make a fuss
You can find guys like me in every country
The one without compassion, love or memories
I put names on my fury, oil, god, democracy
Too much gunsmoke, everything is blurry
Sometimes I wear a suit, sometimes an uniform
Crescent moon, star of David, christian cross…
Wanna see me die, wanna see me cry, no way sucka
Not enough time, I spread wildness around ya

Who's paying, who's praying, who's staying In that maze
Who's learning, who's burning, who's running In that blaze

I need warranties if I push the button
Whatever what you think about my opinion
One mission in a million and billion of ravens
I don't wanna be a gentle fop in heaven
I dare bear the pain's weight of those who blame
Listen men & women with my evil head
What I wrote on the road in my pierced boat, like a salmon needing more salt
Drag trivial thoughts every second from my soul
In this theater I'm supposed to be the main asshole
Ask the snake to bootyshake on that 4 bars break
And fuck the world to the way of the rednecks
Nobody knows me like a ghost in streets
Coward, unfair, from the dark here are the greetings
With a couple of middle-age ideas, I can bring terror in your cities
You can shout it's too late deep down in hell
You got your sensual chick to forget as well
You were there at the wrong place when I rang the bell
Meeting point to know the reaper my friend
Track Name: Gotta Break It Reissue (bonus)
GOTTA BREAK IT

Life’s too short but I'm born to break it
Straight in a typhoon shake it's not a secret
My non-stop mind-jacking is not moderate
My second life skin gonna break it break it

Cos’ each time ya free ride is like a bullet
When ears foot and eyes are separate
And your soul for ever temperate
Now for sure you gotta break it break it

Too much bastards speak westernization
A same way of life 4 all the nations
But freedom’s not a new VIP fashion
Our streets are our jails then keep on keep on

At least I rhyme on line with tha click in head
It’s the way I found to share love and bread
From the “a” to the “z” now I wake the dead
Cos’ time is there I don’t wanna stay in my bed
Track Name: In That Maze Reissue (bonus)
IN THAT MAZE

My body's been blown, dust and bones underground sown, of revenge I'm the son
Gunshot in schoolyards, blasts in Irak all is done
In spite of my gift, the world goes on
One step from rebellion to terror
Assassin or freedom fighter, ask in the mirror
I'm a war prowler, attracted by gunstores
My head's like a boiler, my love like a stupid whore
Bring me to jailhouse to close my mouth
Lethal injection from the north to the south
Who's the greatest killer, the worst of us
For money for god, I don't make a fuss
You can find guys like me in every country
The one without compassion, love or memories
I put names on my fury, oil, god, democracy
Too much gunsmoke, everything is blurry
Sometimes I wear a suit, sometimes an uniform
Crescent moon, star of David, christian cross…
Wanna see me die, wanna see me cry, no way sucka
Not enough time, I spread wildness around ya

Who's paying, who's praying, who's staying In that maze
Who's learning, who's burning, who's running In that blaze

I need warranties if I push the button
Whatever what you think about my opinion
One mission in a million and billion of ravens
I don't wanna be a gentle fop in heaven
I dare bear the pain's weight of those who blame
Listen men & women with my evil head
What I wrote on the road in my pierced boat, like a salmon needing more salt
Drag trivial thoughts every second from my soul
In this theater I'm supposed to be the main asshole
Ask the snake to bootyshake on that 4 bars break
And fuck the world to the way of the rednecks
Nobody knows me like a ghost in streets
Coward, unfair, from the dark here are the greetings
With a couple of middle-age ideas, I can bring terror in your cities
You can shout it's too late deep down in hell
You got your sensual chick to forget as well
You were there at the wrong place when I rang the bell
Meeting point to know the reaper my friend