Silent Soviet

[Hook – Soulful but modern, short, snappy, TikTok-ready]:

I walk wit a soul, not sold

Heart been froze, no code

Still on go, ten toes

Talk too slick? I ghost

I walk wit a soul (yeah yeah)

I walk wit a soul (let’s go)

I walk wit a—

Soul too loud, it glow

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[Verse 1 – Melodic drill bounce, fast flow, flashy but layered]:

Slide through, drip like paint (uh)

God on my line like "wait" (hold up)

Cartier frames, no saint (nah)

Still got hurt in my face (facts)

Raised on prayers and pain

All black fit, Bruce Wayne

They move weird, I change lanes

Energy pure, not fake fame

(Zoom)

New city, new mood

Chain swing, soul tuned

They talk, I move

Heart broke, still cool

Voice deep like bass hit

Dream big, don't chase it

Soul heavy, can’t fake this

Light work, I’m weightless

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[Hook – Slight variation]:

I walk wit a soul, not sold

Heart been froze, too cold

Still on go, ten toes

Talk too slick? I ghost

I walk wit a soul (yeah yeah)

I walk wit a soul (don’t fold)

I walk wit a—

Soul too loud, it glow

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[Verse 2 – Confident & reflective mix, like Central Cee meets Don Toliver]:

Put pain in the melody

Still lit, no felony

I talk to the sky when I doubt myself

And the clouds still tell on me

Life don’t come with a manual

Still flipped that page like annual

Soul too big for the label

God write deals on the table

Vibe like "who is he?"

Tight circle, no loose strings

Wrist clean, my sins sing

Still walk tall through big things

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[Outro Hook – Add background vocals, layered, vibey]:

I walk wit a soul, yeah yeah

Heart too cold, still there

Ten toes down, I swear

Soul so rare, beware

I walk wit a— I walk wit a—

I walk wit a soul…

Hood dreams, turn to flights (zoom)

Dark roads lit by ice (bling)

Ten years deep in fight

But I still rise like light

[Verse 2 – Reflective, melodic, hits deep like a Jacob Banks bridge meets Fivio]:

Can’t numb pain with fame

Can’t feel joy without shame

I done danced in the rain

Now I breathe fire in vain

Every scar got weight

Still I step like fate

They don’t see what I face

But I move like grace

Whispers in the back of the club (yeah)

Still hear cries in the mud

But I smile like I made it

Flame in my soul too sacred

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[Final Hook – layered vocals, cinematic]:

I step wit a flame, not shame

Cuts on my name, still came

Gold in my chain, no stain

Talk too wild? I change

I step wit a—

Step wit a—

I step wit a flame, no rain

Still walk strong through pain…