BUILT DIFFERENT

(Verse 1)  
Back in the day, they drew the line,  
Segregation’s law, the South’s design.  Jim Crow’s shadow, their pens would write, Rules to bind the soul in the dead of night. Kept the people split, locked in their place, Power’s game, hid the truth’s raw face. Scribes of control, with a cold decree, Built a world where the free ain’t free.  

(Chorus)  
Race pimps, sellin’ lies for power, Dividin’ us up in the midnight hour. From the Klan’s rise to the modern day, They play the race card, make the people pay.  

(Verse 2)
Rebel’s pride, with hooded shame, KKK was born, and they fanned the flame. Crosses burned, while the Party stood, Cheerin’ hate in the Southern wood. Spread the venom, let the fear take hold, Twisted lies that the night was sold. Bosses watched, with a wicked grin, Rulin’ hearts where the dark crept in. 

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Now they shift, with a smoother lie,  
New words, but the same old cry.  
Pitin’ brother ‘gainst brother for gain,  
While division’s chains still remain.  

(Verse 3)
Today’s game, it’s a polished mask, Stir the fear, keep the truth held back. Control the story, keep the fire alive, Race as a tool so the powerful thrive. Suits in the shadows, pullin’ every string, Sellin’ chaos, watch the profits cling. Spin the tale, keep the crowd in a haze, Rulin’ the board in these modern days.  

(Chorus)

(Outro)


Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2025

Race Pimps

LYRICS

(Verse)
Shivers runnin' down my spine
Hearts cold in the summertime
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Verse)
You call me like you're used to
To tell me you're in the mood
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Bridge)
Leave me nowhere
Ooh-ooh
Mm
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere
Leave me nowhere

Leave Me Nowhere

Lève-toi

Fresh off his October EP, Ellis returns meaner, dirtier, and done pretending he’s the one who gets left behind. Ain’t My First Goodbye is a swaggering, sex-bruised folk-rock confessional — the kind you write in your drawers at 2AM with a cigarette burn on your thigh. It’s self love-positive, emotionally unbothered, and coated in the sticky aftermath of thirty-something loneliness.

With smoky vocals, low-down guitar, and lyrics that drip with toxic charm, Ellis trades in heartbreak for hunger — pulling on his jeans, washing his balls in the sink, and leaving before the coffee’s cold.

“I ain’t the stay-for-breakfast kind of fuck.”

Ain’t My First Goodbye

Singer/ Songwriter/ Producer: Hap

Mix & Master: Ali Hosseinik

Cowboy Tanha Bekhabe

© 2025 WhoaProductions – All Rights Reserved

There he was 
A shadow  
In my mind 
On the walls 
Or standing behind 
To prove death 
One step 
At a time. 
Always looking 
Reaching 
To find. 
Chasing illusions 
Surrounded  
By shadows 
The darkness 
Of my mind. 
An attempt 
To steal 
What’s sublime. 
Lost in 
The world 
A stranger  
In time 
Not knowing 
What to do 
But acting 
As who? 
Attempt no more 
To win 
Through losing 
Nor to die 
To live. 
If change is real 
And facts  
Or not 
What I feel 
Can I seek 
Without compulsion? 
Do I trust 
My own emotions? 
Can I hear 
The voice 
With another notion? 
Can I see 
Without the spell’s  
Poison potion? 
The bridge that 
Will be crossed 
The question is 
When my worldly 
Entrapment 
Is willing 
To be tossed 
And I confront 
My conflicting goals 
The lost  
And found 
Of my 
Very soul. 
The peace is 
The bridge. 
This 
Where my 
heart lives. 
Surrender to win. 
It’s not important 
To where I’ve been 
Or the future 
But the presence 
Of what’s within. 
Peace  
With no sin. 
Or, A life with 
That chagrin 
But the peace 
That’s always been. 
Through a path 
Wherein 
As I listen 
To the ancestral 
Violins 
They dwell 
Therein. 
I drink from 
The chalice of  
Atonement.

BUILT DIFFERENT

KEL