No Witness Mode

[Intro]
Yeah…
DJ Mike on the track!
Don’t blink… you might miss it…

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[Verse 1]
2:17 on the dash, car idle in the lot,
AC barely work but the bass still knock,
Got a text from a number I don’t keep saved,
“Pull up round back if you still that brave.”

Didn’t reply—I just stared at the screen,
Every bad choice start feelin’ routine,
Glovebox full of things I don’t say out loud,
Past still breathin’ when it ain’t allowed.

I ain’t always like this—used to play it straight,
Then life took a turn I couldn’t translate,
Now I read between lines that ain’t even there,
Hear tension in silence, feel weight in the air.

Back door open, one light flicker slow,
Same spot, same smell, same type of low,
Guy said “you late”—I said “I’m still here,”
That’s code for “I’m numb but I don’t show fear.”

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[Hook]
Bass hit hard—make your heartbeat lag,
No witness mode, no names, no tag,
Everything quiet but the pressure loud,
You don’t say it twice when you in this crowd.

Bass hit hard—feel it crack your chest,
No right move here, just less wrong guess,
Ain’t no clean wins when you play that role—
Just survive one night, keep control.

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[Verse 2]
Hand to hand quick—no talk, no trust,
Every deal feel thin like it built on dust,
Eyes scan exits, back near the wall,
You learn real fast who gon’ fold or stall.

One wrong step and the whole thing shift,
Seen calm turn chaos in a blink that quick,
Heard a shout outside, then feet start movin’,
Energy change like the room start bruisin’.

I ain’t panic—I just slowed it down,
Heart go heavy but I don’t make sound,
Walked out clean like I planned that route,
Even when inside I was full of doubt.

Back in the car, same engine hum,
Same loop playin’, same place I’m from,
Told myself “next time I’m done with this”—
Same lie I told last time like this.

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[Final Hook]
Bass hit hard—make your heartbeat lag,
No witness mode, no names, no tag,
Every choice stack, every move take toll—
You don’t leave clean when you play that role.

Bass hit hard—feel it deep in bone,
Whole world loud but you move alone,
If you know this weight, you already sold—
A piece of yourself just to stay in control.

Classic Grit Rap | Heavy 808 Bass | snare drum hi hats horns | Raspy, Aggressive Storytelling, male