HANG ON (2014) Reissue

by UNDERGANG

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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
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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.
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Hang On 03:31
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
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Ghetto 03:33
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
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Melancolia 04:36
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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
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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
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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
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Persia 03:38
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In That Maze 02:52
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
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Put It On 04:43
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Sad Ta'wn 03:30
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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
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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
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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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Electronic french producer, drummer, guitarist, scratcher, singer, bassist... From rock to dubstep, including indus, metal, hiphop, drumnbass and trip hop influences ! Check out now !

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