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DEEP CUTS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
DEEP CUTS was released on July 11, 2025 by Shattwell Records as a part of the album SECTION 88
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Release DateJuly 11, 2025
LabelShattwell Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenneth Shattwell
Kenneth Shattwell
Rap
Hunter Hagen
Hunter Hagen
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Shattwell
Kenneth Shattwell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K.C.
K.C.
Producer, Mastering Engineer
Kenneth Shattwell
Kenneth Shattwell
Producer, Mixing Engineer
H1TMAN
H1TMAN
Producer
Nicholas Blake
Nicholas Blake
Co-Producer
Reasy Beats
Reasy Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Do you remember the smell of that carpet?
I do. I was nine. monster in darkness.
Said it was "family bonding," God fucking help you,
Told me don't tell what the hell could I tell to?
I was just tryna play Pokémon cards,
You were playing God with a child, leaving scars.
Sick bitch said Don't worry, it's love,
Then zip up your lies and left blood on my trust.
I ain't ever looked at women the same,
Confused by affection, now I question the frame
Of every I love you and just every damn hug,
You stole my innocence, left me buried in drugs.
Fast forward now I'm punching all the walls,
Im tryna feel something even pain had to fucking crawl
Back into my nerves 'cause my soul was detached,
Like I left my whole heart, one flashback.
I hate you. And I hate myself
for not breaking free sooner, and I carry this guilt
Therapy said I was brave. Nah, bitch I was broken.
I just swallowed that silence like every word is choking.
This was the first cut
Deeper than fists or belts
this one was never shut.
Nine years old carry the guilt
And you know the devil he wore trust,
Now every single hug feels like a landmine's touch.
This was the first cut
Where the mask got made
the shame got stuck and I got saved
And if God sees all then I pray He saw that,
'Cause I still feel her breath when the room goes black.
You didn't get jumped, you're just actin' like a bitch,
Blood runnin' from my eye, black and split.
Told the truth, he twisted it with a surgical skill,
Gaslit me so hard, I just questioned what was real.
"You made that up." yeah? Well explain the bruises,
He said, "Boys need pain to be men, don't be stupid."
now the memories became a lie inside a script,
Like I was the villain for tellin' him I was hit.
Mama left when I was thirteen he said she ain't care,
Told us both she ran off with a stepdad and now she scared.
But she called, beggin' us to come, said we could leave...
He played puppeteer, pulled strings we couldn't see.
Turned us both against her said she never loved me,
Told me she was trash while he's beatin' me monthly.
Said "I could kill you," with his hands on my throat,
So I said "fucking Do it," he froze like a ghost.
This was the first cut… deeper than the skin
He ain't break a fuckin bone he broke the boy within.
Told me I was weak… made me swallow my truth,
Now I'm scared to raise my voice when I step in the booth.
This was the first cut… turned my love into hate,
Told my mom was the devil and I took the bait.
Im looking at myself and I see his face,
I'm Tryna scrub out my blood, but it's too ingrained.
Twenty years old, uniform on my back,
Said I'd find purpose instead I found cracks.
BDOC headset, static in my brain,
One call from a vet, and I ain't been the same.
He said, "Tell my kids I'm sorry" then there was a bang on the line,
And I replay it in my head like a loop in rewind.
They say "It's not your fault," but I still see hear his breath,
Yet I'm the one breathin' while I fell in depth.
Then came the breach red lights, zone two,
Rules of engagement, and I followed 'em through.
Put him down clean. But That's what they said,
But I can't stop wonderin' who that man was instead.
Was he a father? A brother? lost like me?
Was he free, does he feign, does he think of disease
And everything with a ribbon that they've given to me
and I I gave them my soul now I can't even sleep
Sweats in my sheets, wake up from nose bleeds
I'm Drained from no sleep I'm sorry when I scream,
Every fear in my mind feels like it's got a key,
And I scream in my dreams, but know I can't break free.
Still hear his voice when the base gets quiet,
Still hear the vet from my thoughts get violent.
Told myself "This is the pain that'll make you a man,"
But all it really did was take me from who I am.
This was the first cut
Deeper than fists or belts, this one just never shut.
Nine years old Cary the guilt
Devil wore trust
Now every hug just feels like it's blowing up like a landmine's touch.
This was the first cut
The mask I made the shame got stuck. I got saved
God sees all then I pray He saw that
'Cause I still feel her breath when the room goes black.
Written by: Kenneth C Shattwell
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