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Outspoken
Hip-Hop/Rap
Outspoken was released on August 30, 2025 by 801 Music Group as a part of the album 30 Summers
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Release DateAugust 30, 2025
Label801 Music Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Acrophobia
Acrophobia
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zereth Mortis
Zereth Mortis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Acrophobia
Acrophobia
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, I bleed through the speakers, pain in my tone,
Demons in the basement, thoughts in my phone.
I don't talk much, I just hum to the beat,
Put my soul in the track, that's how I eat.
Fuck a therapist, I rhyme with the ghosts,
Night walks long, I don't flex, I just post.
Cold in my chest, heart froze like a lake,
But I spit that heat like I ain't got a break.
Smoke in my lungs, mind full of hell,
Still I float through the noise, can't nobody tell.
They don't hear me cry, they don't see me dead,
But I pour that shit in every word I said.
Music my weapon, I aim and I shoot,
Fuck all the lies, I speak the brute truth.
Can't talk love, but I talk pain well,
Wrote a verse in the dark and it saved my shell.
Music my coffin, music my wings,
Sayin' fuck life but I still let it sing.
Don't ever pray but I pray on a beat,
Fuck peace — I want war in the sheets.
Silhouettes dance when the bassline drops,
Soul in the snares, blood in the chops.
I ain't fine — I just write what I feel,
Told the mic all my sins, let it seal that deal.
No sleep, just loops and loops,
Made friends with the pain, now we ride in coupes.
I ain't chasing no clout, fuck fame and the name,
I'm just tryna stay sane through the thunder and rain.
All these nights with a pen and a scowl,
Dropped tears on the pad, let the universe howl.
It's me, myself, and the fucked up truth,
Music my drug, and I'm hooked on the proof.
Music my weapon, I aim and I shoot,
Fuck all the lies, I speak the brute truth.
Can't talk love, but I talk pain well,
Wrote a verse in the dark and it saved my shell.
Music my coffin, music my wings,
Sayin' fuck life but I still let it sing.
Aint prayed a lot, but I pray on a beat,
Fuck peace — I want war in the sheets.
Written by: Zereth Mortis
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