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(Style: emotional sung hook, raw aggressive rap verses) (0:08–0:18 Hook — sung) Think for a moment — don’t speak in the noise Every word got a cost when you carry that voice One breath, one mic, one line in the dark If it cut through the silence then it came from the heart (0:18–0:58 Verse 1 — fast rap) I grew up where the silence in the hallway screams Where the sink still drip and the clock won’t sleep Where the walls hold echoes of the fights you heard And the air in the house feel thick with words Mom dead tired with the same blank stare Like the room got smaller but the bills still there And the brain won’t stop when the lights go dim Every thought like a blade turning back within No glamour here, no myth to claim Just a desk lamp glow and a head full of shame Writing lines just to keep my chest from caving Like the pen the only thing keeping me breathing I don’t talk just to talk if the thought ain’t real Every word got a bruise I can still feel Every line pulled up from the lowest floor Where the doubts stay locked behind rusted doors (0:58–1:10 Pre-Hook) Jaw tight Eyes burn One chance Don’t turn Heart loud Mind race One page One take (1:10–1:20 Hook — sung) Think for a moment — don’t speak in the noise Every word got a cost when you carry that voice One breath, one mic, one line in the dark If it cut through the silence then it came from the heart (1:20–1:58 Verse 2 — very fast rap) I learned real young when the pressure build Every quiet kid got a storm concealed Everybody want shine when the lights all bright But they don’t see the war in the mind at night Just pacing the floor with a pen in hand Trying not to collapse where you stand Every line like a crack in a pressure wall Trying not to let the whole thing fall Some talk loud just to fill the air Some stay quiet cause the truth too bare I just write what the chest won’t hold Like the ink the only place it goes Every scar every doubt every word I spit Every bar like a spark from a buried pit Every thought like a match in a room full of fumes Trying light one path through a life half doomed (1:58–2:10 Bridge) Bare room Slow breath Old scars No rest One voice Low tone Truth hit Bone (2:10–2:28 Final Hook — sung) Think for a moment — don’t speak in the noise Every word got a cost when you carry that voice One breath, one mic, one line in the dark If it cut through the silence then it came from the heart