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Hustle Dont Stop

Heart Broken - ChillCore Remix 4

We Don’t Come Around Often

Head down low

Buck Fitty

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[Intro]
This is for the ones who bleed in silence.
The ones who scream but no one hears.
The forgotten. The broken. The lost.

[Verse] 
I see the shadows where you hide your scars
Counting every reason you won’t make it far
You think you’re invisible, a ghost in the crowd
A silent disaster that no one talks about
But I know your name, I can feel your fight
You’re still breathing fire even late at night
And though your hands shake with the weight of the cost
You’re not forgotten, you are not lost

[Chorus]
This is my letter to the lost — I won’t let you fade
I’ll scream your worth through the barricade
You are not the silence, not the curse you’ve borne
You’re a soul still burning in the endless storm
So hear me now, through the blood and the frost
You are not broken — you are not lost!

[Verse 2]
I know the poison that runs through your veins
The voices that whisper you’ll never change
I know the nights when the blade feels close
When the pain you carry hurts the most
But listen — the grave is not your home
And you don’t have to walk this path alone
Even in ashes, embers glow
Even in darkness, the light still grows

[Pre-Chorus]
Every scar you wear is a war you’ve survived
Proof that you’re still here, proof you’re alive

[Chorus]
This is my letter to the lost — I won’t let you fade
I’ll scream your worth through the barricade
You are not the silence, not the curse you’ve borne
You’re a soul still burning in the endless storm
So hear me now, through the blood and the frost
You are not broken — you are not lost!

[Bridge]
If no one ever told you… hear it now…
You are loved when you can’t believe it
You are held when you can’t feel it
You are worth more than the lies you’ve been sold
Your story’s not done — it’s still being told!
YOU. ARE. NOT. LOST.

[Breakdown]
RISE UP — YOUR NAME IS WRITTEN IN FIRE
STAND TALL — YOUR LIFE IS MORE THAN DESIRE
(We won’t give in, we won’t let go!)
YOU ARE SEEN, YOU ARE KNOWN!

[Final Chorus]
This is my letter to the lost — I won’t let you fade
I’ll scream your worth through the barricade
You are not the silence, not the curse you’ve borne
You’re a soul still burning in the endless storm
So hear me now, through the blood and the frost
You are not broken — you are not lost!

[Outro]
This is for you… the ones who bleed in silence…
You are not forgotten… you are not lost…

Letter to the Lost

This isn’t just music — it’s a reboot protocol.
Each track is a mental hack, a spoken-code designed to reset thought patterns, awaken awareness, and merge spirituality with digital architecture.
From BOOT SEQUENCE to CODE OF FIRE (SIGMA 13 EDIT), every verse is a command-line for self-sovereignty.

EGO PATCH 2.0

DREAM DEBUGGER

Low fire, long breath.
Athanor hums in the chest.
Lampblack lungs, winter tongue,
watch the ash confess.

Solvet, softly,
Coagula blaze, but a patient kiln.
Soot to soap, guilt to lye,
let the cleansing in.

Soot marks the places my silence slept,
coal script under ribs where the frost was kept.
Old heat folded in iron skin,
a forge remembers where it’s been.
Salt is witness, smoke is vow,
mercury moves like a now within now.
I don’t beg the dark to go, I bid it melt,
stir the slag of what I felt.
Fuligo, fulcrum; pressure, poise,
quiet labor, fewer noise.
Not thunder, not spectacle, just breath and heat,
iron snow falling on the street.
Burn what you bore; smelt it to light,
fold and refold till temper is right.
Quench the blade in the truth you own:
if it cuts, it’s grown.

Through the sootfold I go, slow,
hands black, but the pulse aglow.
Little by little the soul will know:
even the dark can snow.

Sot and snow, let the heart lay low,
eira on the coal till the embers glow.
Sot and snow, slow bright, slow true,
from gloom to goleuni, I’m coming through.

I sift old names like cinders in a pan,
keep what warms, let go what never ran.
The bright melt hums where the chill once fed,
a whisper rising through what’s dead.
Alembic patience, drip by drip,
habit unthreads, old skin slips.
I unlearn the metal that loves my rust,
oil the hinge of a stubborn trust.
The sootfold taught me to hold the weight,
the dawngrain whispers: wait, just wait.
Heartfire flickers like straw in sun,
you don’t rush what must be done.
Not a sainted shine, not a spotless hymn,
just clean enough to begin again.

Lampblack to ink, ink to oath,
oath to breath, breath to growth.

Snow on the forge, and the hiss says stay,
every flake is a way to pray.
Not for a miracle, only a field,
where ash turns soil and the soil can yield.

Sot and snow, let the heart lay low,
eira on the coal till the embers glow.
Sot and snow, slow bright, slow true,
from gloom to goleuni, I’m coming through.

No crown, no stone, just knuckles and tone,
a steady metronome of bone on bone.
Burn what you bore, smelt it to light,
carry the small flame into night.
When the breath shows white and the road is thin,
open the door and walk back in.

Soot to soap.
Snow to hope.
Hand to heart.
Start.

sot and snow

Fallout

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Heart Broken - ChillCore Remix 4

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