Echoes of the Underground Lyrics

Shh, the walls have ears, the shadows talk

Underground railroad, we walk the walk

(Echoes), whispers in the dark, we spark the thought

In the belly of the beast, we plot, we can't be caught

Codes in the rhythm, we slip 'em in the beats

Revolutionary rhymes, underground elite

Passin' pamphlets, hands clappin', movin' feet

(Listen close), the message is discreet, never obsolete

Echoes of the underground, the sound profound

We're the voice of the voiceless, we won't be drowned

(Rise up), with every verse, we break new ground

In the heart of the city, our drums resound

In the labyrinth of wires, we're the silent surge

Craftin' symphonies of freedom, let the anthems merge

Our signal's strong, though they try to purge

(Can't stop us), with every word, we submerge, we emerge

Echoes of the underground, the rebel's verse

In the dead of night, our chorus will disperse

(Speak truth), to power, we're the universe

In the cipher of the streets, we converse, we immerse

Hush tones in the print shop, ink the creed

Mics hot, as we plant the seed

(Feel it), the pulse of the underground, we lead

Through the static, our call, they heed

Network woven, intricate and vast

Our unity, our rhythm, built to last

They hunt for us, but we're too fast

(Untraceable), in the echoes of the past, we're cast

Echoes of the underground, the truth we lace

In the fabric of the night, we leave no trace

(Unbreakable), with every line, we embrace

The power of the word, the power of the bass

Coded language in the static, we're the spark in the night

Invisible to the system, but to the people, we're light

Broadcasting hope, through the plight, we fight

(Undeniable), the signal's tight, in the right, we unite

Echoes of the underground, the beat won't stop

We're the pulse of the revolution, from the bottom to the top

(Keep pushin'), through the silence, we hop

In the rhythm of the rebels, we'll never flop

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The poets and the beatmakers, in the shadows, we thrive

Our words are the weapons that keep the dream alive

Through the cracks in the concrete, our roots derive

(Unyielding), in the underground, we survive, we drive

Echoes of the underground, the legacy we pen

In the whispers of the wind, we'll rise again

(Unstoppable), the movement we defend

In the echoes of the underground, we'll transcend