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Self Defense
Hip-Hop/Rap
Self Defense was released on June 27, 2025 by esosamadeit as a part of the album Reactions - EP
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Release DateJune 27, 2025
Labelesosamadeit
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
esosa
esosa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elijah Givens
Elijah Givens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
esosa
esosa
Producer

Lyrics

I was down bad starving, no food in the fridge
Just a .40 and a blunt and revenge in my ribs
Mama stressin' over rent, had to jump that fence
Tryna flip 28 like it's self-defense
Bro got caught, now he facing them numbers
We was posting with sticks while y'all posed for summers
Ain't no flex in the trap, just a bag and a hunger
You gon' either turn shooter or end up a runner
Caught my first case, I ain't even say shit
Sat quiet in the room, just stared at the bricks
Lawyer said"You lucky, they ain't got the flicks"
Told him luck ain't real, it's just timing and grit
Used to slide in the winter with holes in shoes
Now I step like a king through a block full of goons
You was watching cartoons, I was watching for swoops
Had the 12 on my back like my name Ray Lewis
We don't fold, not when them shots get fired
Not when that time get passed, not when that cell get wired
We don't fold not for stripes or fame
We ride for blood and names, not for clout or games
We don't fold when the pack get low
When the plug go ghost, we just get that dough
We don't fold when the fake switch sides
Let 'em talk online, we just take that ride
I been stabbed in the back by the ones I fed
Seen envy in eyes when the table got bread
I don't call no favors, I just load and prep
If it's war, then it's war, we don't post no threats
Keep a Glock on the dash, one eye on the mirror
Paranoia in my soul, got me gripping it clearer
I don't talk in the whip, don't fuck with Siri
Cause the feds got drones that'll hear you clearly
Lil bro in the trap tryna earn his name
Told him"It ain't about fame, just play the game"
If he moves too loud, he gon' catch that flame
Whole city in shock, can't forget that name
Got a fiend who text, say the work saved lives
But I hate how I'm killing just to keep us alive
It's a war every day, gotta walk that line
Either trap or rap, or you stuck doin' time
We don't fold not even when the reaper speak
When the judge say"life" we don't twitch, don't blink
We don't fold never told, never ran
I was raised by wolves with a blade in hand
We don't fold not for bread or checks
I lost more to the streets than I'll ever regret
We don't fold write that deep in stone
Only time I kneel is when I pray alone
They gon' feel me when I'm gone, I just pray I'm heard
Put pain in my pen, every sentence burn
All the shit I survived coulda flipped my nerves
But I walk like a king through a place that's cursed
Put Broski on plays, now he up, that's right
I don't do this for likes, I don't need no hype
I was serving that dark just to see some light
Put my soul in a verse, let the streets recite
Told shorty"I love you, but I'm married to risk"
She cried when I left with the pole in grip
Ain't no peace in the path that I chose to grip
But I still thank God when the sunlight hit
If I die tonight, just remember my code
I ain't tell, I ain't ran, I ain't begged no soul
Let the pain in my name be the tale they told
I was real, I was cold, but I never fold
We don't fold not when death get close
Not when the Opps ride deep, we still up that toast
We don't fold when it's him or me
I done cried through funerals, now my eyes don't leak
We don't fold this a war, not a show
This for all of my dawgs that ain't make it home
We don't fold say it loud and clear
If you still ten toes, put your pain in the air
Written by: Elijah Givens
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