F Train (Remix me) @stomp 🎤🎶

Music / Vocals by: @stomp By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe © 2026 Mark Damon Bitkower. Lyrics & written content are original and owned by the author. All rights reserved. No reproduction, redistribution, or use without prior written permission. 🐰🌙𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐𝕽𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝕾𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖘🌙🐰 By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe © 2026 Mark Damon Bitkower. Lyrics & written content are original and owned by the author. All rights reserved. No reproduction, redistribution, or use without prior written permission. 🐰🌙𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐𝕽𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝕾𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖘🌙🐰 [Intro – spoken, low & steady] New York taught me two languages: the smile you sell… and the truth you keep. I used to explain my bruises. Now I just tape my wrists and move. [Verse 1] Snow on the stoop, steam in the grate, F train rattlin’ like a warning in my ribcage. I’m forty-something winters in a single stance, Tatami prayers under busted fluorescents. I was the “good one,” yeah—always composed, Taking the blame so the room stayed closed. I could feel your mood shift before you spoke, Carried your weather like a borrowed coat. But the belt don’t lie and the body remembers, How “love” can steal with velvet letters. Sister with a smile, husband with a pen— Took a hundred million and called it “family” again. [Pre-Chorus] And I didn’t scream. That’s the part that scares ’em. I didn’t beg. That’s the part that ends it. [Chorus] ’Cause the most dangerous empath ain’t loud— It’s the one who don’t need to be understood now. I see you, and I don’t need you— That’s sovereignty, that’s judo. No more over-explainin’ my tone, my line, my name, I set it once—then I let it stand like a frame. Softness with structure, steel under skin, I bow, I breathe, and I don’t fold in. [Verse 2] Grip fight in the boardroom, grip fight in the heart, Same hands reachin’ for a place to start. I used to chase closure like a subway door— Now I let it leave; I don’t run anymore. Kuzushi—off-balance—watch the ego lean, Everybody tough till the truth gets clean. They wanted my story to stay in their mouth, Wanted me small so they could move the crowd. But I learned ukemi from betrayal’s floor: How to take the fall and still walk out the door. I’m not colder—nah—I’m calibrated, Compassion with boundaries, perfectly weighted. [Pre-Chorus] I don’t correct the narrative. I correct access. I don’t hunt apologies. I hunt alignment. [Chorus] ’Cause the most dangerous empath ain’t loud— It’s the one who don’t need to be understood now. I see you, and I don’t need you— That’s sovereignty, that’s judo. No more over-givin’ to prove I’m safe, No more savin’ faces while mine gets erased. Softness with structure, steel under skin, I bow, I breathe, and I don’t fold in. [Bridge – darker, precise] They call it detachment when you stop being owned, Call it “changed” when you stop being toned. But it’s not indifference—it's discipline, The union of opposites locked within. I integrated anger—clean as a whistle, Not a tantrum, not a missile. Just a signal: “That crossed my line.” And I don’t negotiate with disrespect this time. I could weaponize—yeah, I see where you bleed, I can read your motives like a receipt you didn’t need. But Sophia ain’t spite, it’s restraint with sight, Power that refuses to misuse the night. [Verse 3] Madison Square echoes, but I’m leavin’ the ring, Not defeated—just done with the thing. I won my medals, I paid my dues, Now I choose peace like it’s something I can use. Retirin’ ain’t dyin’—it’s cuttin’ the cord, From the crowd, from the chaos, from the need for reward. I’m not an open nerve, I’m a conscious force, And my kindness got a lock and a mapped-out course. [Final Chorus – bigger, anthemic] ’Cause the most dangerous empath ain’t loud— It’s the one who don’t need to be understood now. I see you, and I don’t need you— That’s sovereignty, that’s judo. I speak once—truth plain, no decoration, Boundary ain’t a debate, it’s a definition. Softness with structure, steel under skin, I bow to the past… and I don’t let it in. [Outro – spoken, quiet dojo sounds] I don’t need revenge. I need my life back. And you can’t embezzle that.