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๐Ÿ”ฅ NO FEAR! ๐Ÿ›น

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[Intro - Board grinding concrete, distant sirens] Yeah... (bowl is empty) No fear... [Verse 1 - Male - Cinematic Rap] No fear, no doubt, I'm breakin' away, Twenty years in this concrete maze, Kick-push past rent, past dead-end jobs, Past fake friends and Instagram gods, Bowl don't care if you rich or you broke, It kiss your knees then it cut your throat, Learned early - pavement don't bluff, You fall, you bleed, you get back up, [Pre - Female - Smoked out, tired but alive] We ain't kids no more with bandaid dreams, We got bills, scars, busted seams, But that board still roll when the world go black... [Chorus - Both - Anthemic, gritty] No fear! No doubt! I'm breakin' away! Flippin' it! Breakin' it! Day by day! Skating through life tryna dodge all the strife! Free and wild! Still holdin' on tight! No fear! No fear! Ate that concrete, Spit it out! Back on feet! [Verse 2 - Female - Raw] Blue mohawk faded, leather ripped at the seams, Board look like my life - taped up at the beams, I done ollied evictions, kickflipped depression, Grindin' the coping of a failed confession, They want you scared, want you clocked in, I want speed wobble and wind on skin, No safety gear for a grown man lie, I ride without fear cause fear gon' die, [Bridge - Spoken Metaphors - Cinematic] Life's a DIY spot - you build it or you beg, Skate light like a prayer, land heavy like a debt, Trucks loose like trust, you tighten or you tumble, Concrete like time - it don't care if you crumble, Hold on tight means know when to let go, That's grown man freedom, only skaters know, [Breakdown - 8 bars heavy drums + guitar chug + board pops] [Chorus 2 - Louder, gang vocals behind] No fear! No doubt! Breakin' away! (Gone!) Flippin' the script that they wrote on me day by day! Skating through life with a middle finger to strife! Free and wild! Yeah, I'm holdin' on tight! No fear! (No fear!) No cage! No chain! Skate through the fire, through the hurt, through the pain! [Verse 3 - Both trading - Hip Hop cadence] M: Wax the past, slide off the guilt, F: Pop shove-it on every house they built, M: Manual through the red lights of this town, F: My scars is roadmaps, they don't hold me down, Both: We the ones who never learned to quit, Pavement saints, we the misfit lit! [Outro - Boards rolling away, breathing] No fear... no doubt... Day by day... still holdin'... Free and wild...