Quiet

Intro]

Yeah…

Look

I been quiet, but quiet don’t mean I been weak

I grew up with a chip on my shoulder blade

Every promise I heard just broke or faded

They said “wait your turn,” I wrote my rage

Put pain on the page, let the notebook say it

I learned early talk is cheap, silence loud

They doubt me first, then they crowd around

Funny how “you won’t” turn into “how?”

When the same mouth cheering used to run me down

I don’t rap for clout, I rap to survive

Every bar like a pulse, every verse still alive

Got scars in my chest, but I sharpen the knife

Turn trauma to torque when I’m pushin’ this mic

I don’t need your praise, I don’t need your love

I been fightin’ my demons, they bleed enough

Every time that I fall, I get meaner, bruh

They tried to bury me— I breathe in mud

I was broke with a dream and a dollar short

Now I’m rich in my mind, that’s the real reward

They said “tone it down,” I went harder, force

I don’t knock on doors, I kick ’em off the board

I dissect words like a surgeon’s hand

Every sentence a weapon, I murder the scam

They fake woke, I stay urgent and famished

Starvin’ for truth in a circus of masks

I been boxed in, labeled, shelved and shelved again

Still break molds like I’m weldin’ them

If the world want a villain, I’ll sell it then

But I’ll still tell the truth while I’m yellin’ it

I don’t need your praise, I don’t need your love

I been fightin’ my demons, they bleed enough

Every time that I fall, I get meaner, bruh

They tried to bury me— I breathe in mud

You ever feel like

No matter how loud you scream

Nobody listens

So you get louder?

Yeah.

I’m a product of pressure, a crack in the system

If I don’t say it raw, they twist it and miss it

I spit with intention, precision, conviction

Every syllable hittin’ like bricks in a kitchen

I ain’t flawless, I’m focused, there’s a difference

I don’t chase validation, I rip it from distances

They want friendly, I give ’em relentless

I don’t bend for the trend, I snap it and finish it

You can cancel my name, I’ll write it again

With a sharper pen dipped in life and regret

If I’m goin’ down, I’m takin’ the fence

’Cause I never fit in— I fight to the end

I don’t need your praise, I don’t need your love

I been fightin’ my demons, they bleed enough

Every time that I fall, I get meaner, bruh

They tried to bury me— I breathe in mud

Yeah

I don’t need permission

I just needed a voice