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Undefeated
Hip-Hop/Rap
Undefeated was released on June 2, 2025 by Munee as a part of the album Forefathers
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Release DateJune 2, 2025
LabelMunee
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Munee
Munee
Performer
Munachiso Eke
Munachiso Eke
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Munachiso Eke
Munachiso Eke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Munachiso Eke
Munachiso Eke
Engineer

Lyrics

Am fighting Unfamiliar shit
Hungry till I reach ecstasy
Am fighting Unfamiliar shit
Hungry till I reach ecstasy
Unfamiliar shit
Hungry till I reach ecstasy
Am fighting Unfamiliar shit
Hungry till I reach ecstasy
Golden
If what am worth is measured in BTCs
Then it can't be bought
Still the same but it can't be taught
Am in this bitch and
It's about to get fucked up
Get your chin up
It's only money you lost
Wayback memories
When we lost track of time
I've been shot
Not like em gangsters
Don't know what hit me
I was additive
Ofcourse I raised the bar
Yet I still gotta keep it
The efforts don't cut it
When it's self-inflicting
Sacrificing my life ain't enough controversy
Me and my talents
So they know what they buying
But yet to showcase my life
Barely been advertising
Diamond in the dirt
Pick me up
Break a bank
I was money well spent
I was longing to give back
Where you at
Back when we looped tracks
And played back
To hear our vocals play out
Shit
Incarcerated with the passion to live
I was in it for me
Tryna talk you outta school
Cos the music taught me
Tryna show you what I mean
I was living my dreams
Hoping you see the signs and
Love me for me
And lay your hands on me
Don't choose the life for me
The same love that kept you
Still in doubt to aid you
I shake it off like bad pussy
And find another like you
And find another than you
It's a whole business what we do
Wait
At 15 I knew what I wanted
Still on the money like Zik
For my soul I commit
Some people don't want the money
Straight up
I understand cos the effort it real
Giving up on ticking seconds
And bounce back to what's real
My hommie Mufasa called me
And cut me a sleeve
I puff my loud then I write
Crisp pictures, no photostat
Mixed feelings of past dealings
From strange scenarios
Niqqa I come alive
Now at your speakers
Told you I get it
I put the money where my mouth Is
Rhyming and selling
These other wack stars
Are peny-wise pound foolish
Living to regret it
Fugazi as fuck
Don't Munee me mutherfucker
Enemy lines stay sharp
Snickers dirty no cap
My homie said nothing change
Except it feels better
When you got it than not
Am rather here than not
I stay ready than not
Still forgiving than not
As light flash before my eyes
I blink
I beat death to be successful than not
Am undefeated
Touch gloves
Eh
Written by: Munachiso Eke
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