Buss Down (Lyrics) 

Buss down 
Do your thing 
Do your thing now 

Buss down 
Yeahh

Buss down 
Say my name 
Say my name 
Ohh

Buss down 

Yeah yeahh yeahh 

Oh 
Wrist water 
Yeah 

She been out here wilding 
Cuz I still ant call her
Yeah

Blowing on that gas 
Like some real rastas

Yeah

See it in your eyes 
Waiting on this 

Nah Nah 
 
Pop out wassup
Now they showing love 
Yeah

No more double cups
They ant one of us 

Now they mad we up
Oh they and we up 

Yeah yeah yeah

Buss down 
Do your thing 
Do your thing now 

Buss down 
Yeahh

Buss down 
Say my name 
Say my name 
Ohh

Buss down 

Yeah yeahh yeahh 

Say my name

Buss Down

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🔻 Song Insight

“World Worn With Gray” is a nu-metal/rap-rock anthem that rips the mask off a society drowning in lies, fake smiles, and broken promises. The track blends stomping rap verses, chant-heavy choruses, and raw crowd call-backs, channeling frustration into a cinematic wall of sound. It’s both a release and a rebellion — a declaration that the world’s toxicity won’t be hidden anymore. The song’s energy is defiant, aggressive, but also unifying, inviting listeners to shout back against the chaos.

🔻 Lyrics

Intro
Sirens screamin’ — city bleedin’
C’mon! You feel that? (Yeah!)

Chorus
It’s a fucked world (what!) — everyone’s fake (yeah!)
Every smile’s just another mistake (c’mon!)
Done with fakin’ (uh!) — done with the scene (yeah!)
Rip the mask off — show what you mean (what!)

Verse 1
Fake grins (uh!) / dead stares (yeah!)
Smoke thick (what!) / don’t care
Headlines twist / truth dismissed
Fuck that noise / same old shit

Want the real? (what!) — it’s all disguise
No real love in a world of lies
What’s lost? (uh!) — what’s gained? (yeah!)
Ain’t no middle ground these days

Chorus
It’s a fucked world (what!) — everyone’s fake (yeah!)
Every smile’s just another mistake (c’mon!)
Done with fakin’ (uh!) — done with the scene (yeah!)
Rip the mask off — show what you mean (what!)

Verse 2
Secrets deep / money talks
Fake love walks / leaves scars
I don’t fold (no!) — I don’t break (nah!)
Heart stone cold — still awake

People rot (what!) — fade away (yeah!)
Roaches crawl at the break of day
Dreams get sold / truth on lease
Ain’t no savin’ — no release

Chorus
It’s a fucked world (what!) — everyone’s fake (yeah!)
Every smile’s just another mistake (c’mon!)
Done with fakin’ (uh!) — done with the scene (yeah!)
Rip the mask off — show what you mean (what!)

Bridge
Hope’s a drug (uh!) — another lie (yeah!)
Prayers don’t work when the real ones die (c’mon!)
Dreams on pause / bombs overhead
No fairy tale — just death instead

Breakdown
Cancel posts — hashtags bleed
Money talks while the broke can’t feed
N.D.A.’s — secrets sold
Fuck your system — truth gets cold

Chorus – Final
It’s a fucked world (say what!) — everyone’s fake (yeah!)
Every smile’s just another mistake (c’mon!)
Done with fakin’ (uh!) — done with the scene (yeah!)
Rip the mask off — show what you mean (what!)

Outro
Let the mask go (yeah!)
Let the mask go (c’mon!)
Show what you mean…

🔻 Personal Reflection

This song was born out of frustration — not just personal betrayal, but the bigger picture of living in a world that feels manufactured. Everywhere I looked, from relationships to headlines, the truth felt twisted or sold off. Writing World Worn With Gray was my way of pushing back, of creating something people could scream with when the weight of it all gets too heavy. It’s not about hopelessness — it’s about pulling off the mask and refusing to play along.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

4Me2BeFree has always been about turning raw, unfiltered emotion into cinematic music that cuts deep and resonates wide. With World Worn With Gray, the project leans hard into nu-metal roots, bringing chant-driven rap-rock energy to a new generation. It’s a track built for volume, for catharsis, and for community — a reminder that music can transform pain into defiance, and defiance into unity.

🔻 Copyright Notice

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World Worn With Gray

Lyrics

Ihr kriecht im Dunkeln, flüstert leis',
Mit falschen Lächeln, kalt wie Eis.
Ihr glaubt, ich seh' nicht, was ihr tut,
Doch mein Herz brennt mit feuriger Glut.
Euer Gift rinnt, ihr werdet es erleben,
Unter euren Füßen, die Erde wird Erbeben!

Was wollt ihr, ihr Schlangen?
Was bezweckt ihr, was wollt ihr erlangen?
Eure Zungen sind gespalten,
Was ihr verdient, werdet ihr erhalten!
Ihr seid die Lüge, ich bin die Macht,
Ich hab´ die Freiheit entfacht heut Nacht.

Ihr versucht, mich zu brechen, Stück für Stück,
Doch jeder Schlag ist mein neues Glück.
Ich atme tief, lach' euch ins Gesicht,
Euer Schatten ist nur noch ein schlechtes Licht.
Ich lauf' den Weg, den ihr nie gehen könnt,
Weil ihr nur Hass und Falschheit kennt.

Was wollt ihr, ihr Schlangen?
Was bezweckt ihr, was wollt ihr erlangen?
Eure Zungen sind gespalten,
Was ihr verdient, werdet ihr erhalten!
Ihr seid die Lüge, ich bin die Macht,
Ich hab´ die Freiheit entfacht heut Nacht.

Die Bühne ist geräumt, das Spiel ist aus,
Die Tür ist zu, haltet euch raus!
Ihr könnt versuchen, mich zu erreichen,
Doch eure Worte sind wie tote Eichen.
Ich gehe weiter, schau' mich nicht um,
Gesichter verblassen, ihr seid so Dumm.

Was wollt ihr, ihr Schlangen?
Was bezweckt ihr, was wollt ihr erlangen?
Eure Zungen sind gespalten,
Was ihr verdient, werdet ihr erhalten!
Ihr seid die Lüge, ich bin die Macht,
Ich hab´ die Freiheit entfacht heut Nacht.

Ihr kriecht ins Nichts! Ins Nichts! Ins Nichts!
Das letzte Wort ist mein. nicht dein du Wicht!

IF IT DOESN'T HURT NOW THEN DID YOU EVER REALLY FEEL IT

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