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Final Harvest
Hip-Hop/Rap
Final Harvest was released on December 16, 2024 by iMob Worldwide as a part of the album The Cured Chapters
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Release DateDecember 16, 2024
LabeliMob Worldwide
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Yorba
Anthony Yorba
Songwriter

Lyrics

"It's the last season… the end of the grind… harvest what's left."
(Soil in my hands, sweat in my veins)
Brick by brick, I built through the pain.
They said "patience, it's the price of the game,"
But I'm watching these vultures circle my gains.
Every seed I planted, I bled to protect it,
Fought through the droughts; now the crop's been collected.
Tables turned, but the scars stay connected,
The field is golden, but the past? I respect it.
Count the rains, every tear had a meaning,
Sacrifice runs deep, can't fake what you're feeling.
It's the final harvest, the grind don't stop,
What you sow in the shadows will show in the crops.
(It's the final harvest...)
Can't rewind the clock, gotta grind regardless.
(All the seeds we planted...)
Now the fields are gold, but the work was heartless.
(The final harvest...)
What you take from the land, it returns, that's law.
Hands stained, dirt taught me resilience,
Broke bread with foes and prayed for brilliance.
Cycles of the moon, time never stops,
Every midnight hustle stacked on the crops.
They only see the feast, not the famine we bled through,
They envy the shine, but not the storm that led to.
Every harvest I gain comes with weight unseen,
A debt to the earth, rooted deep in my dreams.
(Fields were barren, but I saw what they'd be…)
Vision ain't for everyone; it's a skill to believe.
final harvest, ain't a time to retreat,
You reap what you sow; now we feast, we eat.
(What will they say when the fields run dry?)
Will they honor the grind or feast on the lies?
(The soil never forgets…)
…And neither do I.
(It's the final harvest...)
Can't rewind the clock, gotta grind regardless.
(All the seeds we planted...)
Now the fields are gold, but the work was heartless.
(The final harvest...)
What you take from the land, it returns, that's law.
(The land remembers…)
Written by: Anthony Yorba
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