It's My Truth T-Rudie

Hip-hop confessional with grimy boom-bap swing, head-nod drums, warped bass, and chopped vocal stabs; verse rides dense and conversational, pre-chorus tightens into a stressed chant, chorus hits with gang doubles on the anchor phrase, Lead vocal stays close-mic and raw with occasional ad-lib throws, tape-stop flips between sections, reversed swell into the hook, dusty mix with sharp punch and dark room tone, country, light, theme, hip hop, deep

[Verse 1] ADHD brain late nights to early afternoon wakes and bakes Don’t flood the room with thoughts, I just gots up Checking texts, replies to the missed But now they know I’m up Wait! Phone rings and rings Waits see I just woke yo No no no I don’t want to talk just yet [Pre-Chorus] I could have hit the fuck you button But instead I answered and said I just woke, I don’t want to be spoken to just yet I’m not up, I’m not even out of bed… yet I just replied Not even awake yet [Chorus] Can’t have you filling my head with things I’ve not even cleared my nightmares from my thoughts And you’re gonna fill my bed head with things you want me to do Unload your thoughts while you’ve been working I’ve been dreaming, fighting nightmares of fright I’ve got my own to dos Manus wiped out all my websites I’m starting all over building my empAIre on broken knee Not woe is me [Verse 2] I’ve got my own mind and I’ve got to find the time to shine one last time As every day when I awake I shoo the nightmares away and try to slap on the smile anyway Building an empAIre all day everyday [Bridge] Rude would have been me hitting the fuck you button But I answered instead and said I just woke up That’s not rude T-Rudie that was my truth So don’t tell me I’m rude I told the truth I just woke and not out of bed I can’t have you filling my bed head with your powerful thoughts… not yet It’s not rude it’s my truths [Final Chorus] Building an empAIre all day everyday Slap on the smile, clear the nightmares, shine one last time It’s not rude… it’s my truth

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