Golden Era Records - Unbreakable 2004 lyrics

[Commentary: Vents] Yeah, yeah. Unreleased Hilltop Hoods from 2004! This one's called "Unbreakable." Set it off P. Set it off P. Come on! [Verse 1: Pressure] He was a lost cause, battle-scarred from lost wars And years spent underground as he wondered now what for Doped for his due recognition by pop who*es Got scores to settle, now he's thinking 'I want more' Dreaming of a lasting harvest bone-thin, another starving artist Presents sewn in his heart of darkness His will to fight is frayed, like a cage Locked himself in a cellar, didn't wanna weather the light of day But this is torture, living for the Scraps from above, he fills his cup from the dripping water His prison order never worked, got tired of sleeping on a bed of dirt and wearing a shredded shirt He wipes the sweat and hurt from his brow, pens a phrase Upon the paper about how he wants to end his days Jumped up from his rut, the shackles lead his feet And takes a shortcut, down a back alley, namely easy street A group of city thieves, cloaked by the deep night Approach, moon faded as illuminated street light Revealed a sheep knive, one spoke - "no attacks Won't lease the riches with you, just the clothes on your back And many lose control down the path your headed And it could bruise your soul" Then at last Armaggedon spoke with vigour "I walk the righteous path till I'm dead" The cloaked figure, tilted his head and laughed as he said [Hook: Pressure] Vigilance is a virtue rarely weathered Your innocence serves to hurt you where you're headed But if a man can make his dreams attainable Then he can stand against the sands of time Unbreakable [Verse 2: Pressure] So as he swore with the bitter scorn of a sinner Sick of the tainted figure that he saw in the mirror But he knew this life was suicide, either do or die Keeping company with cutthroats dressed in suit and tie Time had taken its toll, the price of laying the fold It cost his mind and the kindness taken his soul He was taking a stroll through the city smoke When a kid approached and said "I know you, put me on, sh** I'm broke This living is harsh, i'm willing to dance if given the chance Your enemies will catch my shiv in their heart I'm irrational!" the older man said 'don't act a fool You're just one man, a young lamb amongst a pack of wolves You might dress the part but do you bear the mark Of one willing to do anything to get a start You best know your head from heart, and wear a scar As a reminder of where you came from to get to where you are There's a difference between see through and opaque And there's more than just face value in what people don't say So keep it clean, and believe your dream's The only guidelines in life are the ones you need to read between It ain't about whether heathens will flock It's about the words you say and whether you believe them or not' The young man said, 'I'll walk the path till I'm dead' He smiled in remembrance, and laughed as he said [Hook: Pressure] Vigilance is a virtue rarely weathered Your innocence serves to hurt you where you're headed But if a man can make his dreams attainable Then he can stand against the sands of time Unbreakable