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Dont Chase The Grave

(The voice is heavier now, the '90s rhythm slowed down by the weight of years. It’s quiet, like talking to oneself in an empty room.)

Funny thing about silence... it's the heaviest damn thing in the world. Used to be the noise never stopped. The block was a symphony, you hear me? Laughter, tires screechin', Biggie blastin' from a window, my brother clownin' somebody... that was the soundtrack. Now? Now I just hear the wind whistlin' down the street, and it sounds empty.

I walk down these blocks and I see ghosts on every corner. That stoop right there... that's where me and my cousins planned our whole lives. That court is where my boys and I thought we were the next Knicks. I still turn my head sometimes, to holler at my brother when I see somethin' wild... then the quiet hits me right in the chest. A gut punch, every time. The whole damn choir is gone, son. It's a solo act now. No friends, no cousins, no brother. No f'body left on the stage with me.

And this ain't even my Brooklyn no more. The Ville... they turned it into a damn theme park for people who used to be scared to get off the train here. They power-washed the soul right off the concrete. And Caracas? Caricuao? That's just a dream I had a long time ago. Another ghost. Two whole worlds I came from, and I can't go home to either one. They're just gone. Vapor.

All the stories, all the inside jokes, all the beefs... they live and die right here, in my damn head. I'm a walkin' cemetery. And people see me, they see the gray in my beard, and they think, "Damn, he's strong. A survivor." That ain't strength. It's a curse.

It's painful as fuck. You know what it's like to be the only one who remembers? To have a whole universe of people alive in your head but not a single damn soul to sit and have a beer with?

Yeah, I'm the last man standing. But you ain't standin' tall when you're the last one. You're just... left. Left to watch the credits roll on a movie everybody else already went home from. And you just gotta sit there, alone in the dark. Word is bond.

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"Nobody Gives a Fuck (Grind Anyway)" is a raw, introspective track in the dark trap and emo rap genre, with distorted synths, and lo-fi guitar riffs that build into chaotic, aggressive choruses. The song dives deep into themes of depression, isolation, and relentless self-motivation, portraying a world where personal struggles go unnoticed and unacknowledged by others. It starts with a haunting intro questioning the listener's mental state, then explodes into verses that paint vivid pictures of daily battles—waking up to grind through pain, faking smiles on social media, and turning inner rage into fuel for success. The hooks deliver a brutal honesty about apathy from the world, urging perseverance despite it all, while the bridge flips the script to empower the listener to weaponize their depression. Overall, it's an anthemic call to action for anyone feeling invisible, blending vulnerability with defiant hustle in a cold, atmospheric production that leaves you motivated yet haunted.

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Just another song from the vault i just be making this for fun to be honest dont take me seriously lmao

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