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What's up ppl this is lowkey the stupidest song I've made bc its ocd ragebait its insane

RUS!CK?

I DONT CARE REDONE

Hook 

Came from the dirt / now I’m back on track 
Kick drum hittin’ / like blap-blap-blap //
Eyes on the bag / I don’t ever slack //
Fall one time / then I snap right back //

Hate in my face / but I won’t go flat //
Talk real loud / they don’t live like that //
Whole new wave / when I step on wax //
Beat go BOOM / and I boom right back //

Verse 1 

Long nights / no sleep / I was broke on the floor //
Now big step / big checks / I'm / kicking the door //
Same hoodie / same shoes / but my mind want more //
Every “no” that I heard / put a chip in the core //
Same hoodie / same shoes / but my mind want more //
Every “no” that I heard / put a chip in the core //      

Bills on the table / no food in the pot //
Heart getting heavy / but I still don’t stop //
Phone on mute / while I plot my spot //
Kick / 808 / snare / then the bassline drop //

CHORUS

They laughed at the dream / now they act like that //
I was writing in the dark / They better get checked //
No fake flex / no scam / no spam //
If the deal feel off / then I don’t touch pen //

Cold heart / sharp pen / no fear / I’m set //
If I lose one day / then I run it, You're Dead //
If the price is my soul / I say hard pass / left //
I want life / not a cage / with a gold plate desk //
  
Verse 2 

They said “slow down” / I said “can’t / won’t wait” //
Pain in my chest / turned it all to weight //
Now every kick drum / feel just like fate //
Press play once / make the room vibrate //     

Mom need peace / so I grind / no rest //
Devils in my head / mic pressed to my chest //
Turn doubt to drive / turn stress to flex //
Every sixteen now / come clean / no mess //

No cap / no clone / no store-bought image //
Came from the bottom / now I handle my business //
If fame turn fake / I cut that quick //
Keep three real ones / that’s my tight-knit clique //

Shorty want clout / don’t know my scars //
Boys talk tough / but they never went hard //
I was in the mud / with a pen / no charms //
Now the beat go BOOM / when I raise my arms //

Last line heavy / when the 808 smack //
If I fall off once / then I bounce right back //
Drums hit cold / like a gunshot clap //
I stay locked in / while they all just chat //   


Laughed At The Dream

Game over

I didn’t write The Hate to comfort. I wrote it to confront. This piece is not a call to peace, it’s a mirror. A mirror held up to a world that repeats itself, to a society that debates hatred while letting it grow, to voices that shout louder than they listen. I’ve seen how hate disguises itself as cynicism, as irony, as righteousness. I’ve seen how it recruits, how it feeds on ignorance, division, and silence. This track is built like a corridor. Two doors. One opens to elevation and one other to destruction. No guidance. No answer. Just a choice. I don’t claim neutrality. I claim lucidity. If this piece disturbs you, it means you’re awake.

LYRICS :

Tension rising...  
A breath beneath the surface...  
Layers begin to swell...

Hate  
It is there, insidious  
In the heart of each person  
Of every wounded being  
Who wants someone to blame  
And who is ready to attack innocent people  

Some disguise it as cynicism  
As apology or criticism  

A tremor...  
Hate settles in...

We have never seen so much hate  
Whether towards Muslims  
Categorized and pointed at  
Or non-Zionist Jews  
Who bear the brunt of the hatred that others unleash  

They cry out about the return of antisemitism  
While it is some who spread the hate  
Seeking validation for their atrocious acts  
Influencing high spheres  
And political and economic partners  

Hate  
Some have it in their veins  
In unhealthy moralities  

𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄  
H  A  T  E  
H A T E  
H A T E  
H A T E  

HATE  
We hate each other as we hate the world  

Hate  
Some have it in their veins  
In unhealthy moralities  

Hate  
It has bright days ahead  
In an uneducated people  
Misinformed and divided  

Hate  
Some shout it shamelessly  
Some even learn it from school  
Others in an interpretation of religion  
 
History should have taught us  
History repeats itself endlessly  
Again and again  
And we are the actors in it  

We don't like plagiarism  
And yet we are born imitators  

We are outraged by what is happening  
While developing another form of rage  
Stereotypes shouldn't exist  
When we know the individuality of each person  
But what do you want?  

What do you want us to do?  
If not to revolt  
In a peaceful way  
While they shoot at us  
They impoverish us  
To silence us  

𝐇 𝐀 𝐓 𝐄  
H A T E  
H A T E  
H A T E  
H A T E  

HATE  
We hate each other as we hate the world  

Hate  
Some have it in their veins  
In unhealthy moralities  

Hate  
It has bright days ahead  
In an uneducated people  
Misinformed and divided  

Hate  
Some shout it shamelessly  
Some even learn it from school  
Others in an interpretation of religion  

And while we debate hate...  
…it keeps recruiting.

The Hate

restart

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