No Enemies (feat. Namasenda)

Won’t Be Possible

[Verse 1]
I walk the streets where no one knows my name
A face among the faces, just a flicker in the flame
No cheers or greetings when I pass on by
But I still wave at the clouds in the morning sky

Empty chairs and echo halls
Never got the late-night calls
But I’ve learned to dance in the quiet, too
’Cause peace is a friend when the crowd don’t choose you

[Chorus]
Yeah, I slip through the cracks, unseen, unclaimed
But I hold my head high just the same
Life don’t owe me, I still give it my best
’Cause I believe kindness always outlasts the rest
And when I smile, the world smiles too
Even if just the sun breaks through
Positivity breeds what we sow —
I plant light wherever I go

[Verse 2]
I’ve been the ghost in birthday frames
Left off the list, forgot my name
But I won’t let bitterness dim my view
I’ve met strangers kinder than family, too

Done my wrongs, yeah, I’ve had my fall
Karma don’t miss when you’ve hurt at all
So now I walk gentle, speak with grace
Leave every heart a softer place

[Chorus]
Yeah, I slip through the cracks, unseen, unclaimed
But I hold my head high just the same
Life don’t owe me, I still give it my best
’Cause I believe kindness always outlasts the rest
And when I smile, the world smiles too
Even if just the sky turns blue
Positivity breeds what we sow —
I plant light wherever I go

[Bridge]
One day someone will see me clear
Say, “Where you been hiding all these years?”
And maybe I’ll laugh, maybe I’ll cry
But I’ll know I never let the world pass me by

[Final Chorus]
Yeah, I slipped through the cracks, but I found my song
A quiet strength, been here all along
Life don’t owe me, but I still give it grace
’Cause love finds the hearts that make space
And when I smile, the world smiles wide
Not alone — just biding time
Positivity’s a seed, and I’ve let it grow —
Now watch the garden overflow

[Outro – Spoken or Sung]
So if you’re walking alone, feeling small,
Just know you still matter after all.
Shine your light, even if it’s dim —
Someone out there’s looking for it within.

Through the Cracks

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[Intro – Talking - Male vocal]
Yo…
I don’t fall in love, I fall in lust.
She walks by? I adjust.
Eyes wide, brain gone flat —
You already know: I’ll tap that.

[Verse 1 – HIM - male vocal]
Walkin' down the block, lookin’ like a dog off-leash,
Saw my neighbour in them shorts, inner monologue: Sheesh.
Twenty-two, yoga queen, peach tight, snack pack —
Brain hit the brakes, like: “Yo… I’d tap that.”

Then I spot her mum — milf mode, sundress, sun hat,
Fifty lookin’ thirty — cougar got that comeback.
I pause… then I think, “Why stop at one fam?”
Two birds, one stone? That’s a time-saving plan.

In the office? Whole team fine as sin,
Karen got the cakes, even Claire got a grin.
HR lookin’ nervous when I flirt in my chat —
I don’t discriminate — line ‘em up, tap that.

[Hook – HIM - male vocal]
I’ll tap that — tall, short, curves or flat,
From the ten outta tens to the girl with the cat.
From the one-night stand to the morning regret,
If she look my way? That’s a certified bet.
Tap that — club lights, work desk, high street,
Twins walk in, that’s a two-for-one treat.
Tattooed, tatted, even health code flagged —
If she got a pulse and a smile?
I’ll tap that.

[Verse 2 – HIM - male vocal]
Backseat boogie, met a dancer named Vee,
Said her name’s short for venereal disease —
Still… thighs thick, lips red, hair jet black…
In my head like: “Mmm. I might tap that.”

Went clubbin’ on a Thursday, saw a girl in Crocs,
Face a four, body eight, had to beat the clock.
Before my standards kicked back like, “Nah, lad—”
I was three drinks in, like: “Bro… I’ll tap that.”

Even saw my ex — mad toxic, real stress,
But the jeans still fit and she know how to dress.
My boy said, “Don’t do it!” I said, “Chill, relax…”
Some lessons need repeating — I’ll tap that.

[Hook – HIM - male vocal]
I’ll tap that — top floor, backseat, laundromat,
From the gym girl swole to the goth with a bat.
From the high-class glam to the Just Eat flat,
If she breathe right now? I’ll probably tap that.
Tap that — twins walk in like it’s heaven sent,
Two for one deal, call it rent-to-bent.
No shame in my game, no cap in my chat —
If she got a vibe and a vibe got back?
I’ll tap that.

[Verse 3 – HER - Female Rebuttal]
Hold up, hold up — who said you got the pass?
You out here dreamin' like I’m tappin' that ass.
Your DMs dry, your game’s all flat —
Tryna tap me? Boy, tap out fast.

You drool at my mum? You got nerve for days.
She'd tap your card then ghost your face.
Twins? You wish — you could barely handle one,
You’d last two minutes, then be done like “fun.”

I see you lurkin’ at the bar like a creep,
Talkin’ ‘bout cake but you bringin’ no sweets.
Keep fantasizin’ with your thirsty chat,
I don’t want none of that —
I’ll pass that.

[Final Hook – HER & HIM alternating]

[female vocal HER]: I’ll tap that? Ha! More like nap that.

[male vocal HIM]: Girl, please, you just mad you can't match that.

[female vocal HER]: I’m picky with mine, I got taste and class.

[male vocal HIM]: I just need consent and a lil' fat—

[female vocal HER]: Nope.

[male vocal HIM]: Dang.

[female vocal HER]: Swipe left. Bye. Go play in the flats.
[male vocal HIM]: You got jokes… but I'd still tap that.
[female vocal HER]: You and half the block. Good luck with that.

BOTH: This is grown folks talkin’ — now run that back.

I'll Tap That

[Intro – HER, spoken with attitude female vocal]
Yeah…
Let’s lay down the rules real quick.
This ain’t just a date — it’s a vibe check.
Fail it? You ghosted, boo.

[Verse 1 – HER - female vocal]
First rule: be on time — don’t test fate.
Say seven, show up late? That’s a red flag on a plate.
Manners matter — yeah, I clock every move,
Say "please" and "thanks," or you outta the groove.

Don’t burp, don’t fart, don't spit, don’t swear,
You a grown-ass man or a pub somewhere?
Don’t act rude to the staff, I’m peepin’ your tone,
How you treat strangers shows how I’ll get shown.

[Hook – HER - female vocal]
Red flags, dealbreakers — I see ‘em real clear,
If you wild on date one, you ain’t stayin’ near.
I want charm, not a child in disguise,
Keep it grown, keep it fly, better recognize.
(Yeah) Red flags, dealbreakers — I tally the score,
If you flunkin' on the basics, there won't be a "more."

[Verse 2 – HER - female vocal]
Don’t grab from my plate like you got no decorum,
Wait your turn — basic rules of the forum.
And don’t get twisted off three drinks in,
Slurrin’ your words? That’s a wrap, my friend.

Phone off the table, eyes on me,
If you scrollin’ mid-date, you dead to me.
Don’t dip for the loo and disappear for an age,
What you hidin'? A side piece backstage?

[Hook – HER, with ad-libs female vocal]
Red flags, dealbreakers — check that list,
You forget my name? That’s a first-class diss.
Don't sweet-talk just to get in my bed,
Sayin’ "yes" to everything — go think with your head.

Red flags, dealbreakers — I'm watchin’ you close,
Call me "Jess" when it's "Jade"? Boy, adiós.

[Verse 3 – HIM - male vocal]
Okay queen, I heard the checklist loud,
Red flags, dealbreakers — got it, proud.
But let me speak too, just for the record,
There’s two seats at this table — not a lecture.

I show up on time, open doors, that’s fact,
But don’t snap your fingers, I ain’t your staff.
I want convo — not a cross-exam,
Let’s vibe, not play "Guess Who?" exam.

I don’t mind jokes, but chill with the shade,
If it’s all testin’, I ain’t gettin’ paid.
No insta-flexin’, no poutin’ for likes,
Just be real — no filters, no psychs.

[Bridge – HER, slower flow - female vocal]
No flexin’ fake stories, no ex on replay,
Don’t ask what number I am — this ain't your résumé.
Don’t talk over me, don’t mansplain truth,
And I don’t need a prince — just a dude with couth.

No jokes ‘bout the bill, split it or claim it,
Cheap vibes? Nah, I don’t entertain it.
Make me laugh, not cringe — big diff,
‘Cause I know game when it comes gift-wrapped in myth.

[Back & Forth Tag – Duo Exchange]

[female vocal] HER:
Respect me right or I’m swiping left.
[male vocal] HIM:
Play games with me? I’ll ghost, no text.

[female vocal] HER:
Earn this crown, it ain’t free to hold.
[male vocal] HIM:
I’m royalty too, this ain’t your stroll.

[BOTH duet - male and female vocal ](unison/alternating):
So bring your best — or don’t even try,
‘Cause this high-standard love don’t lie.

[Outro – HER, confident mic drop - female vocal]
Pull my chair? Cool. Open doors? Nice.
But respect is the only real vice I price.
Talk smart, act right, and maybe we click,
But one wrong move — poof — gone quick.

💋 Next!

Red Flags & Dealbreakers (Remix)

(Verse 1)
9AM, coffee bitter like my mood is,
Emails pingin’, boss trippin’, talkin’ foolish.
Suit and tie, dead inside — I fake a smile,
Dragging through a week that feels like a hundred miles.

Phone ringin’, small talk — I don’t even care,
Same dry jokes, same stale air.
Slack full of nonsense, tasks I despise,
While my dreams sit quiet on the shelf, collecting dust and lies.

Break room smells like broken hope,
Paycheck laughable — barely helps me cope.
They talk “teamwork,” but it’s cutthroat lanes,
And I’m counting down the seconds just to numb this pain.

(Hook)
Clockin’ in, clockin’ out, mind full of doubt,
Livin’ for the weekend, but what’s that about?
Any day now, I could bounce, no regret,
Life’s too short to be drownin’ in debt and stress.
Clockin’ in, clockin’ out, soul checkin’ out,
Boss talk loud but he don’t know what I’m about.
One more day, one more fake-ass grin,
But soon I’m done — I ain’t clockin’ back in.

(Verse 2)
Lunch break comes, but the peace don’t last,
‘Cause the moment I sit, it’s more tasks on my back.
Deadlines stackin’, patience crackin’,
HR talkin’ ’bout “culture,” but they just actin’.

Used to dream big — now I dream of sleep,
But even my rest got that office beep.
My inbox a pit, my spirit’s in a drought,
And I swear every meeting just sucks life out.

Promotion? Nah. That’s a myth they sell,
While the manager yells from his air-conditioned hell.
And the homie in the next cubicle lookin’ just like me,
Eyes glazed, locked in corporate captivity.

(Hook)
Clockin’ in, clockin’ out, mind full of doubt,
Livin’ for the weekend, but what’s that about?
Any day now, I could bounce, no regret,
Life’s too short to be drownin’ in debt and stress.
Clockin’ in, clockin’ out, soul checkin’ out,
Boss talk loud but he don’t know what I’m about.
One more day, one more fake-ass grin,
But soon I’m done — I ain’t clockin’ back in.

(Bridge)
This ain’t living, this a loop, a trap,
A nine-to-five cage with a nametag strap.
But I been thinkin’, plannin’, breakin’ the mold,
Got dreams on simmer, now they’re burnin’ bold.

(Verse 3)
So I walk in Tuesday, tie loose, eyes clear,
Hand that letter in, sayin’ “I’m outta here.”
No backup plan — just a backpack and soul,
But anything’s better than growin’ old cold.

I ain’t meant to just exist, I was built to live,
Not to give all my energy and get nothin’ to give.
Now I’m breathin’, dreamin’, feet on my own route,
No more clockin’ in — I finally clocked out.

(Final Hook)
Clocked out, walked out, head held high,
Got no fear left, just the open sky.
Took back my life, no more pretend,
‘Cause the worst kind of prison is a means to an end.
Clocked out, lights off, silence so sweet,
No more beggin’ for the weekend like a dog on a leash.
This my time, this my shot, no doubt —
I ain’t lookin’ back, ‘cause I finally clocked out.

Clockin’ Out

[Intro]
Uh.
Yeah.
You thought you got away?
Let me introduce someone real familiar…
She don’t knock. She walks in.

⸻

[Verse 1 – The Betrayed Woman]
You played a queen while you creepin’ like a pawn
Said it’s my fault? Boy, be gone
Gaslit me, flipped the scene
Like I made you cheat — what the hell that mean?

Told your boys I was wild, unstable
You the liar sittin’ at a cracked table
Blame-shift king with a broke-down crown
Now karma’s here, and she takin’ you down

⸻

[Pre-Chorus]
You dumped me dirty, spread them lies
Now look who’s beggin’ while truth replies
You ain’t slick, just sick in the soul
Karma got heels and she came for the toll

⸻

[Chorus]
Karma’s a bitch — and she dress in black
Silk gloves on, with a whip in back
You did me wrong? Now she doin’ worse
Put your name in a prayer, then hit reverse
She don’t knock — she kick in doors
Run your game? She run full tours
Sippin’ tea while your rep gets ditched
Karma’s a bitch — and she fully switched

⸻

[Verse 2 – The Betrayed Woman]
You ghosted me, now you haunted nightly
Shadows movin’, and it’s not politely
New girl left, said you too fake
Now you sleepin’ cold, full of that ache

All that flex? Just rental scenes
All that ice? Just melt in dreams
You ran your mouth, now run that tab
Karma cashin’ out with a Gucci grab

⸻

[Bridge – Flow switch, melodic hook vibe]
Mirror talk — that’s your new best friend
You lied on me, now it’s your dead end
I ain’t gotta touch you, I just heal
While karma ride out with a blade in heels

⸻

[Chorus – Repeated]
Karma’s a bitch — with a law degree
She built a case while you ran free
Now you the exhibit, final part
Caught in the act with a guilty heart
She don’t text — she just arrives
Turn fake kings into humble guys
You lost the crown, now scratch that itch
Karma’s a bitch — and she don’t switch

⸻

[Verse 3 – Karma’s POV]
I’m the whisper in the dark when you think it’s clear
I’m the chill in your bones when your pride turns fear
Watched you lie, cheat, gaslight, dip
Now it’s my turn — better tighten that lip

I don’t move fast, nah, I pace with class
But when I hit, baby boy, I don’t miss — I crash
You said “I’ll never pay”? That’s cute, I laugh
Now I’m billing every tear, every shattered half

I’m the phone that don’t ring when you need that call
I’m the silence in the crowd when you start to fall
I’m the truth in her eyes when she walks away
I’m the last damn chance that you threw away

No threats, just fate — no blade, just grace
But I’ll flip your world with a poker face
You made her bleed, now you taste the pitch
I’m Karma, baby — and I’m that bitch.

⸻

[Final Chorus – Karma Takes Over]
Karma’s a bitch — but she don’t bluff
Built from steel and a heart grown tough
Mess with good? I rewrite scripts
Cross that line — and I break your grip
She don’t plead — she don’t twitch
She don’t fade — and she don’t glitch
Now say her name with a nervous twitch:
Karma’s a bitch — and she don’t miss.

⸻

[Outro – Spoken, cold and clean]
You never saw me coming.
But you sure felt me leave.

KARMA’S A BITCH

[Verse 1]
I stayed through the silence,
Through the cold nights and the blame,
Kept fixing all the damage,
While you just played your games.
Said sorry like a habit,
But your heart never came along,
I gave you every last chance,
But I’m done holdin’ on.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every fight, every tear,
Built a wall year by year,
Now I see it crystal clear…

[Chorus]
I don’t love you no more,
This is the final straw.
You broke what we had, now I’m picking up the shards.
Tired of running in place,
Of the lies on your face,
I found my way out the door—
I don’t love you no more.

[Verse 2]
You said love was forever,
But your actions proved you wrong.
You only showed up for the highs,
But vanished when it got too long.
You turned “we” into “me,”
Now I’m finally breaking free.
Don’t look back, don’t call my name—
You don’t get another plea.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every break, every bruise,
Taught me what I had to lose,
Now I’m done playing the fool…

[Chorus]
I don’t love you no more,
This is the final straw.
You broke what we had, now I’m picking up the shards.
Tired of running in place,
Of the lies on your face,
I found my way out the door—
I don’t love you no more.

[Bridge]
And maybe you’ll miss me when I’m gone,
But I won’t miss the pain you brought along.
No regrets, no second guess—
I’ve said my piece, now I’ll let it rest.

[Chorus – Final]
I don’t love you no more,
This is the final straw.
You took all my light, but I’m finding who I are.
No more waiting in vain,
No more dancing in rain,
I’m not yours like before—
I don’t love you no more.

[Outro]
I don’t love you no more…
No more, no more…
This was the final straw.

Final Straw

(Verse 1)
Yeah, they see the surface, try to judge the core,
Like a cover tells the story of the pages before.
But I ain’t your typecast, don’t fit your frame,
I’m a wild sketch line outside your game.

You call it truth? Nah, that’s just assumption,
Like buildin’ walls from nothin’ but presumption.
Snap judgments — lazy mind’s tool,
But I ain’t tryna dance to a one-size rule.

I’m complex math, not your basic chart,
You can’t label my soul or dissect my heart.
So don’t ask me “what are you,” like it’s a quiz,
I’m a million shades deep — not what your box is.

(Hook)
Don’t box me in, I ain’t a label to wear,
I’m a storm, I’m a spark, I’m the breath in the air.
You can’t stereotype what you don’t understand,
So take me as I am, not the lines you planned.

Don’t pigeonhole minds or color by code,
The world’s more vast than your narrow road.
Break the frame, let the realness begin—
I’m more than a box, don’t box me in.

(Verse 2)
He wears a hoodie, so you tense in fear?
She’s got an accent, now you won’t hear clear?
That’s bias talkin’ — check your lens,
’Cause ignorance breaks what truth defends.

We’re more than gender, pigment, name,
More than money, postcode, fame.
Put people in boxes, that’s how hate grows,
Like a garden of weeds where compassion don’t grow.

You never know someone ’til they speak their verse,
Don’t let shallow thinking make deep things worse.
Life’s not binary, black or white—
It’s a spectrum of stories, day and night.

(Hook)
Don’t box me in, I ain’t a label to wear,
I’m a storm, I’m a spark, I’m the breath in the air.
You can’t stereotype what you don’t understand,
So take me as I am, not the lines you planned.

Don’t pigeonhole minds or color by code,
The world’s more vast than your narrow road.
Break the frame, let the realness begin—
I’m more than a box, don’t box me in.

(Bridge – spoken with rhythm)
Don’t tell me what I must be,
Based on what you see or once heard.
I’m not your stat, your punchline, or your buzzword.
I’m the full book — chapters untold,
Not a barcode scanned for stories sold.

(Final Verse)
So next time you judge, take a breath, reflect,
‘Cause labels don’t love, and they don’t respect.
We all got layers, roots that run deep,
Don’t mistake silence for nothin’ to keep.

Let minds stay open, let people grow,
Don’t plant fences — let freedom flow.
If you really want peace, then here’s where it starts:
With unboxed minds and unchained hearts.

(Final Hook – with ad-libs)
Don’t box me in (nah), I ain’t a label to wear, (nope)
I’m a storm, I’m a spark, I’m the breath in the air. (yeah!)
You can’t stereotype what you don’t understand (truth),
So take me as I am, not the lines you planned.

Don’t pigeonhole minds or color by code,
The world’s more vast than your narrow road. (real talk)
Break the frame, let the realness begin—
I’m more than a box, don’t box me in.

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