jaytoanti - secret ways (prod.1eworld)

Stay Awake is a raw, unfiltered look at modern survival through the eyes of an exhausted parent who's been up for three days straight. Over haunting production that shifts from minimal trap to orchestral intensity, the track dismantles the glorification of corruption and "hustle culture," revealing it as expensive escapism rather than strength. 

With a soulful female hook contrasting hard-hitting verses, the song calls out how the system benefits when people mistake numbness for toughness and avoidance for rebellion. We know the games rigged; this is an expose of how even the supposed resistance has been weaponized against us.

The real power lies in its central message: true courage is staying present and awake while the world chooses to sleep. This is conscious rap that doesn't preach but simply tells the truth about what it costs to stay human in an inhuman system. Human Lyrics. Beats and production with AI.

Stay Awake[Explicit]

POV, running on three hours sleep

(Ok not running—
More like the Thorazine shuffle
Reference to another life I
Spent as a puddle
Slowly evaporating into
a dark rain cloud
Casting shadows over me 
I grow heavy, I rain down,
I melt and I muddle 
Lifetimes, at times like this, 
when I’ve used all of my lifelines
Still I persist…)

—Shit!I almost fell on my face!
Standing in place, knees gave out 
No doubt, evaporating 
By some grace, I caught my essence,
Rained it back down,
Just in time,
Damn… (You ok?)
“Yes, yes. I’m ok. I’m fine”

Let’s cut to it, I ain’t here to flex
I’m here to collect.
They be claiming gains,
We be straining our necks.
They be gaming the facts
We be breaking our backs.
Some call it capitalism,
A necessary vision for man’s 
Most ambitious and driven
To let division, I mean competition
Be the force that feeds our mission!
Dawg you read any history? 
How about sociology? 
Evolutionary psychology?
Work your whole life hard 
Born rich or bureaucratic guard?
No? Then go—
Why you acting like “capitalism”
Is anything other than the breeding grounds
For monopoly? 
Where’s your competition?
I just checked with the lobby, 
ya’ll staying in the same hotel, 
just checked into different rooms,
But still rented under the same proxy.
Maybe that’s why your innovation feels 
More like a hobby, an afterthought
An affair, not the main squeeze obviously.
Too busy pretending, trying to lobby
The hotel to assign a different proxy
Getting obvious—we hypocrites 
But gotta appear that we not it

Shuffle, shuffle, feet on concrete,
From my seat, unmarked, discrete, 
new paint nearly every week,
apply gas to the peddle
I just keep moving, I can’t settle,
Devil’s in the details, 
naw—devil’s in the metal.
Watch where the gold settle
“X” marks the spot, 
No more cyber cars, 
Just robots, don’t need
Wheels when there are road blocks
Every 15 minutes. City limits 
Contain everything but
cyborgs plotting who’s in it,
Only way to travel will be
Rails they tunneled
from DC to Seattle.

They raised the middle, 
no wait, they just dropped the rest
Well below sea level,
When no true value is created,
Only way “up” is to take
Down the rest.
Inflation, legalized exploitation,
Stepping on dead weight, 
Doesn’t kick as well, still label it grade a,
Their solution, from drugs to electric grids,
Dilution, make more money (Literally) 
Look at all these dead president’s we found, for your troubles, it’ll ease the rest down.
Now the common ground stands
Like a wall— and everyone else?
Fell to the left or the right,
Doesn’t, matter, Double sided-mirror
Only reveal them selves. 

It ain’t hard to be hard,
But It’s hard to be humble…
Guess we’ll just say, 
just the way the cookie crumbled?
—
“I’ll take it! … Umm excuse me sir…
Are you ok?”

“What? Yes. Mmmhm hrp. 
Yes I’m fine, so sorry sir. I’ll get this
Wrapped up right away.”

Just spent more on some arm candy
Than I’d make in 360 days…
My sleep debt, keeping me awake,
Your sleep theft, bringing in the cake.
What else is there to do?
I don’t make the rules, 
But I don’t want to play games
 Where everyone always lose..

Thorazine Shuffle[Explicit]

My music is a visceral anthem of rebellion against corruption, in a landscape where authenticity is often performed and truth is sanitized, I mine some of the darkest corners of modern existence to extract pure, unfiltered reality. My catalog reads like a manifesto for the sleepless, the struggling, and the systemically forgotten.

From "Harvest" to "Stay Awake," these tracks dissect the machinery of control with surgical precision. I’m recording autopsies of a dying system from the perspective of someone who's lived inside its grinding gears. Where others see hustle culture and rebellion, I reveal expensive escapism and manufactured compliance.

My process mirrors my message: no shortcuts, no sacrifice of truth to make it more palatable, just raw human experience translated into rhythm and rhyme. Writing often happens in those liminal spaces—three days without sleep, caring for a sick child, watching the world burn while trying to keep your own corner of it safe. These are survival reports from the front lines of late-stage capitalism, often based on my actual lived reality.

My inspiration draws from a unique vantage point: educated enough to see the patterns, struggling enough to feel the weight, parent enough to know what's at stake. Real power isn’t in winning the game, it’s in refusing to mistake the game for reality.

This is hip-hop as consciousness raising, beat-making as resistance, and storytelling as survival. In a world that profits from keeping people asleep, they've made staying awake their superpower. Inspired by artists like MF Doom, Notorious BIG, Cal Scruby, V1V1D, Lupe Fiasco, Common, B.O.B., 99 Neighbors, Glass Animals, Matt Maeson, Classic Rock and Alternative Rock.

Real strength is staying present while the whole world runs away.

Thorazine Shuffle[Explicit]

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