T's Underground- Hitman Productions

T's Underground- Hitman Productions T's Underground- Hitman Productions Putting heart, passion, and originality, with our creativity. Putting in long hours for the Independence of our creations.

Hoping to bring you a unique style that touches so many new realms of thought . To bring a new sense of reality & individuality. A place in your brain, that only we can bring. Even going against the grain, while mixing up the plain. To see so many new levels, to difficult to explain.

We all need a break sometimes. To chill and feel like a mill.
10/22/2014

We all need a break sometimes. To chill and feel like a mill.

Patients for the mystery, the find the right key. There's Alot in T. Not yet to be seen. Like a dream, wrapped in an eni...
10/22/2014

Patients for the mystery, the find the right key. There's Alot in T. Not yet to be seen. Like a dream, wrapped in an enigma. I may pull up with Alot to trigga. Watch as a grow getting Alot bigga. Do you even know & how do you figga. Can they really try me with this great vigor. Topping out, on some clear liquor. Don't even bother, messing with this topper. Thick ass doors... Hold up for? The key... Where is it & does it loiter. Can't even find another, much less can't reorder. This key... This key, will I get this door unlocked. I will I torture. Oh yea, hold up... Hey, Hey... I rerouted, patients they shouted, & few pouted. Some even laughed & doubted. But what's this... Ha Ha... my keys, will I unlock and see. Crrreeekkk.... Lil squeaky, no fear, lets hear it, now can't see. To Dark, I really can't see. Light, light, light. Flip... Well Empty... Oh well... Just never know. Ya know... Later tho....

Its a new day, & new way. Wolves are here, to shake em round, thown to the ground. Buried em deep deep down. To never be...
10/22/2014

Its a new day, & new way. Wolves are here, to shake em round, thown to the ground. Buried em deep deep down. To never be found, & those who maybe looking on. We all will still stand strong, best believe even when all alone. We bite down, all the way down, & sn**ch out that neck bone. Pitch a switch over... Wham... Damn... A stright Homer, over all these walls now. So who wanna play with the wolves & how. Whether its words, or with a big Pow... What's up now... (T)

Get mad... Why, cause there is a true grown man. I'll never fight, for anything fake or those that hate. I don't give a ...
10/22/2014

Get mad... Why, cause there is a true grown man. I'll never fight, for anything fake or those that hate. I don't give a f**k. That's for real. Now I'm up, ready to move forward. I'm going on all lifes journeys. Saw those I'd fight for, and Alot I couldn't. Only I saw Alot, who really could've have been loyal, & could have stayed true. With those that did, Thanks you all. Then those of you, who didn't care, either way. At least I will get to realize, who is owed my time, & those I shouldn't waste not one dime. Destroying homes, & hearts, from those that loved. Nope... Sorry, not anymore. Fakes, you can keep on hating. Instead of helping, they think I'm paying. Nah... I owe no one, what is it, that they thinking. I help anyone, with nothing in anticipation. Those who hate, keep on hating. I'll have my day come in. When, All these things, they have excluded me in. Why did I wait.... To expend those folks, represented as friend. So I won't leave anyone when my full heart is given. I will do better and surpass them all again. To keep them real, and get rid of all these who pretend. So I knew who it was, helping through all this bs. Soon the real s**t, will start & begin. At least got my answers to who was really a friend. All the rest, since when was it, that hoe s**t was good. F**k that fakeness, my awareness to win is took. Wings of greatness. Watch who gets over took. Keep thinking this a rook. Watch em all get shook. As I close the pages & chapters with in this book. Its my story, & it has many hooks. Don't let the recipe in your mind get cooked. Should've seen it was my heart, through flight. When I lift up, they proved short sight. But hey... They could never see, or ever fight for the right. Psshh... Yea right. Not for me, or ever in my life time... Even if all alone... I still pi**ed you off. Why... Cuase I still smile....

Knowing my own Reals, even there falseness for real. I'm a leader, & not just a, so called. Putting wrongs before rights...
10/22/2014

Knowing my own Reals, even there falseness for real. I'm a leader, & not just a, so called. Putting wrongs before rights... Cause you got told to, right. Oh well... Punks to scared, for straight combat. So they invented ways, to keep me back. Made it to where, all my work. Oh, I get nothing, not a penny of that... Nope screw that. So many ways, to invent fear tacts. F**k that... Come an step straight up. But nope, none of that. So why keep Leading, others to a straight failure. Plus one way trip, through the same man made hell... You say you know, what's good for me, then why not do it to one self. Well, punks lead punks. Men lead men. Why you think our, older generation so tough. Think they'd put up with that stuff. Inspired by those proven rugged & rough. Fake ass punks, keep those punk ass actions. Those who Proven not to be in frontline Smashin. Hey... All my talents, goes to far beyond. So haters... You can keep, right on. I stick with only the few, I can count on. Those who Stand up, while I'm gone. If they can't just carry on. This man here, stands here waiting, for you peons. Poisoning minds like freon. True is true. The rest, Bye.. & Just carry on. What... Should I cry running home. Nah... That's where I will be, so its fun to me. True men, will always stand. The others think fake, or even if there was real, pics, videos & even sound. I still don't give a s**t. Blackmail me, yeah... Who's business would it even be... Mine... Don't worry those lies & spyes. Turn it on accuser & know what's Real & Lies. Hate always loses, if its power gets stripped away. Pull what card you want, I really don't care... Unless able to step up, like a grown man. I laugh still, & don't care, knowing punks will get scared. It sure can't get spared, so nope I won't feel that fear. Oh well... Know & believe, its not in here. No matter who all is thinking. Shell of a tank, I am top rank.... Guess what... My soul ain't bought for no bank. Test my Nuts... Do what you do. Don't get mad, when it comes back at you. True is true. Always too. So pull hoe s**t. It only shows you.... Oh didn't I say, I love it too. So choose what you do. I which case, it might turn back on you. But hey... That's character of you. The Untrue.... Its just the bitch in you.

I mold and chip away, all these rocks and shape a way. Wiping & blowing dust away. This is my rock to shape, the way I w...
10/22/2014

I mold and chip away, all these rocks and shape a way. Wiping & blowing dust away. This is my rock to shape, the way I want to, learning how, & learning when. To hit the chizzle, to build a life with out the sizzle. To many been getting bones wrapped in some grizzle. Nope... Waiting to see a drizzle. So I build the foundation as the most solid point. So I can shake em off. Take and drop the spinning words off. See the new side, of rhyme that shines. I want them to teach more than qtr keys. So understand me... I got Alot in planning, I'm chipping away, on a road they be banning. Why??? For fear of peaceful days. Rather have hate... Like the plauqe, slowly it also can chip away. Instead I keeps it moving, steady pursuing. Levels of mind, limits are brewing. We fighting & doing, mental with physical challenges. This boulder, is made of a moutain. Make any design I want, & why I won't be doubting. Seeing when they go to rerouting, & to discover carving a boulder. Nah... I'm carving a moutain.

Sitting still and observing the scenery. A lot I see, I keep locked away, in the back of my mind's canery. All the sight...
10/21/2014

Sitting still and observing the scenery. A lot I see, I keep locked away, in the back of my mind's canery. All the sights, as I play through my head, trying to find. New meanings to visuals, just like its in a ryhme so unbeatable, unmeasurable. Even if I don't, I know I must give it some time. Reasons why I do poetry, mixed with new times. Searching my head, to get my thoughts untwined. But realize & know one thing, I will always keep truth when I speak on only mine, just don't forget a lot I feel I must find. New measures, to explain the things I do find. So I tell things with in riddles & lines, but I mixed it all up with uniuqe rhyme. So I keep out... Talking bad about others, when I can talk about the good & bads of mine. That's me all the time. So sorry... But will you see it in my lines, or completely miss it in mine. Oh well... Its just how I rhyme, everyday, everytime. Sorry if you won't understand these things in my lines. I know its no waste of time, as I sit and stack these words & rhymes. But hey... It's only my life & I use only my time. Who knows if my grind will truely increase the functions of my mind. But hey... Its my mind, studing the observations to unlock and find. More depth with in all these riddles & ryhmes. Just more Observations in the unlocking, of the mind.

Soaring, seeing from new heights. High Flying, looking around at all the sights. Riding, & even diving down with new spe...
10/21/2014

Soaring, seeing from new heights. High Flying, looking around at all the sights. Riding, & even diving down with new speeds in multiples ranging. From slow to fast & all in between. All the while floating, & coasting around the scene. Even while, eyes staring looking mean. So what... Coasting around, what seem like dreams. Maybe that's how I entered, & with this entirety never before seen. What is it really, I can truely see. How many times, will I see the nomes with in the genes... What... Wait a minute... What do you mean? That's something which remains to be very unseen. While you won't see nothing, cause I show nothing, not behind these scenes. Flying, highly, all across these dreams. Or does it turn into reality unseen. Letting the wind, carry these wings. Is it me, or you, that's truely unseen. That remains to be seen. Thanks a lot, to all these words. I've newly discovered, so so many things. Spreading, wind flowing beneath my wings, to float high above your dreams. Reaching new platto's, not one can bring. Thanks to the brilliance, intertwined to words, this mouth can sing. Lyrical genius, crowds may scream. Only in those heights, will I be able to bring. Such Clearity, & Insights, let the words do its thing, & soar to all new heights never before seen. Not even there with in your dream. Will you be able to float in between. Like these words, pushing beneath these wings. Giving me lift off, to float up & lift off unseen. Still with ability, to dive down deep, beneath. Even to come back up to the sea of dreams. So crazy... It really does seem. Oh well, I'll continue to spead my wings & soar the scene.

Let the history be the stories not yet told. Tomorrow is a mystery yet to unfold. Let Today be precious, as each day gro...
10/21/2014

Let the history be the stories not yet told. Tomorrow is a mystery yet to unfold. Let Today be precious, as each day grows old. Cause somethings so clouded. Other things expire & just grow mold. Few stand up, fewer grow old. This story is just a lil different, still to yet completely be told. This one man, he just wouldn't fold. What is it that only he knows. That gives him this blue aura, that so brightly it glows. Yet like only bones, with no flesh only his skull seems to show. How can he still walk & breath, & move so fast though. Yet did any one see, even one or anything. Why... I already set up for it. Because of past.... Wait... What??? Oh well... I Did it again. So fast yet so slow... That's the beauty, of the mystery though. Never know.....

Still can't see, deffinetly something so Angelic in me. Learning things from there evil deeds, still standing against al...
10/20/2014

Still can't see, deffinetly something so Angelic in me. Learning things from there evil deeds, still standing against all I see. Warrior breed, that's my creed. Fighting this fight, only shown to me. If they can't see. I won't say, Please... I won't be on knees. I fight standing on feet. If its not Real, it just ain't me... So plain to see, but still so deep. For side of true, Real in me. To fast to be seen, but watch me gleam. Oh so clean... What it do team... Whether its one or millions is yet to be seen. The style so different, & game so mean. Mind so Brilliant just like a dream, Beautiful measures, with these Truths for real. Only how is it this one, really don't feel. All these fears, like these man made hells. Shhh... I'll never tell. But read the truths, my actions tell. I ain't feeling that man made hell. I guess its angelic that is in spell. Only, it don't work on this one, For real... Feel whatever you want to feel. I'm forever happy, Angelic's the Real deal.

Side to side, swerve & slide. Watch me ride by, & if I ride high. Don't disturb my, happiness, craziness, & as I squize ...
10/20/2014

Side to side, swerve & slide. Watch me ride by, & if I ride high. Don't disturb my, happiness, craziness, & as I squize by. Not knowing my, depth but, Why... Didn't take enought time, learning exactly who am I... So so wild in my... Poetry, so visually. Not hard to see. Nobody can be, uniuqe as me. Even to these, so many cloning to be. Somebody else, but Please... I only want to be me... Anything but contimporary... So I'm differently, but still just me. Not better, not worse & Damn sure not the same, so it must be. Is he crazy.... Nope just me...

Try to play me for a fool, you get used like a tool. This creative world underneath, I'm gonna pull off the sheet. Sword...
10/20/2014

Try to play me for a fool, you get used like a tool. This creative world underneath, I'm gonna pull off the sheet. Sword shining when unsheath. Here I stand & breath. Still being me, adjusting adaptability. Creating such a new versatility. So so sleak... Slick like sleet, on roads so blique. Mountains so steep. I learn every inch, now minds intrigue. Wondering how could it be. Sorry... That's me. Twisting, all you sleep. Not many can see. How I creep, even as they be, ever so close watching me. Who actually knows what to believe. Oh well... Its in my world called T's. How many looking, but how many of you could see that deep. Or better yet can anybody do it better. Trying to figure me out through a pre molded fitted sheet. Sorry... Not me... I'm a custom designed. Step up, watch 'em all resign. Reassigned, to many times. Realizing, so little the first time. So me.... I'm gonna slow it down to the see the webbing. To beat the game they selling. Yet relaxing inhaling & dwelling. So chilled, your hated swells. Looking at the one who picks up what I fail. Reestablishing my footing I won't bail. Leave intrails, alone these trails. No other male, sticks out like brail. To where even the blinded can see. Its just me... Love me... Hate me... I really don't care... Why... Cause I'm T....

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