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Nobodys_Safe

Chillin' with gunn.

working on some stuff! I'm still here, hope ya'll like this early version of 

DIFFERENT STORMS from the reworked 224 album, "MISERY!" 

releasing later this year// 

keep going!

different storms (demo)

last track before the drop. New beat tape dropping next Friday! 

Before The Drop Pt.5

Kick a Dope Verse

A HIP HOP/RAP/R&B STYLE  JAZZY VIBE TRACK WITH ELEMENTS OF DE LA SOUL AND THE GREAT CITY OF NEW YORK AND ITS BURROUGHS.

NATIVE TONGUES

(Verse)
I’ve been walkin’ with the weight of every word I never said,
Tryna stitch the broken moments but the thread keeps cuttin’ thin.
City lights are on my shoulder like the sun that never set,
And I’ve been learnin’ how to heal from every place I’ve ever been.
Got a heart that beats in metaphors, a mind that speaks in rhyme,
I’m the type to turn my heartbreak to a chorus every time.
But lately I’ve been runnin’, tryna catch another sign,
Like maybe love is in the shadows where the lonely people hide.

(Pre-Chorus)
And I know… I’m still tryin’ to let it go,
But the echo of your voice keeps spillin’ into every note.

(Chorus)
So I’m writin’ out the truth in the margins,
All the pieces of the nights we were starvin’
For a moment that would last past the fallin’—
But we fell just like the leaves in September.
Now I’m hummin’ all the things I remember,
Turnin’ pain into a song with no temper,
If it’s love then it survives any weather—
Guess we’re learnin’ how to lose it forever.

(Verse)
Yeah, I’ve been chasin’ a version of me that I barely recognize,
Tryna balance the fear and the fire that’s burnin’ behind my eyes.
People talk like they know me, but nobody sees the signs—
All the nights I was prayin’ that heartbreak could be rewound or revised.
Every scar is a lyric and every tear is a bar,
And every time I thought I lost it, I was holdin’ the start.
See, I ain’t lookin’ for perfect, I’m just searchin’ the dark,
For the spark that turns the break into a piece of my art.

(Outro)
So here’s a toast to the nights that shaped me,
To the love that left but it still won’t fade me.
I put it all in a melody, hope it saves me—
’Cause every ending’s just a verse in the making.

Chillin' with gunn.

sev.