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Stranded (File: 001)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Stranded (File: 001) was released on November 5, 2025 by 3NIGMA BRED MUSIC as a part of the album Cipher Chronicles: The Network Archives

Song Details

AlbumCipher Chronicles: The Network Archives

Release DateNovember 5, 2025

Label3NIGMA BRED MUSIC

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM66

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Grim Logick

Rap, Background Vocals

Illlogick

Rap, Background Vocals

Presonus Studio One 7 Pro

Presonus Studio One 7 Pro

Programming

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dameon Wilson

Songwriter

Dylan Collins

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Grim Logick

Mastering Engineer, Executive Producer, Mixing Engineer, Producer, Cover Art, Recording Engineer

3NIGMA BRED MUSIC

3NIGMA BRED MUSIC

Producer

Illlogick

Executive Producer, Recording Engineer

Presonus Studio 24c USB-C Audio Interface

Presonus Studio 24c USB-C Audio Interface

Recording Technician

Lyrics

Lately, this shit has been getting to me, and I'm itching to see if it's hostile

Maybe I did, or I didn't believe anything that could slip from up out of its mouth, or

Maybe I mentally did, but didn't believe from its energy sendin' me sirens

I've got a power, I could be miles away, still I sense a Dementor for hours

I never cower, bitch, I go seeking it out, no Patronus, 'cause yo, this a Canik

I never panic, 'cept when it comes to the moment I snap, and I switch into manic

Don't understand it, no understanding.. You my homie, but ghost when I'm stranded

Half of you know me, but don't really know me, the other don't even condone me, I'm standing on it

Even though I'm knowing I've been lonely, no one even calling to see if I'm dead

I keep it toted on me, only paranoia from the trauma flowing through my head

I ain't opposed to war, I'm never foldin', or the one who's prone to turn the other cheek

I may unload it, sure, but if the choice is yours, then I prefer to go in, step and swing

Won't let it be, used to be fragile, used to just wanna be seen as an asshole

Used to just go in it cold, an emotional clone, set the record needle meet the track, oh

I didn't care, 'cause nobody was there. Tryna' repair for the people that have no

Energy there, only demons and chairs to be filled, not aware that to keep any gas flow

You gotta' make certain that the pump is engaging as soon as you turn at the key

If it ain't whining, then you gotta' find a new method, replace it, find a better piece

Life is a puzzle, and by its design, it ain't kind to nobody unless you get lucky

If you ain't lucky, you're wasting your time being envious 'bout it, 'cause change isn't coming

I mean it may, but for some of us, dog, if you want it, you gotta' put time and the work in

Otherwise, you're in a bind and ain't bugging, your product ends up being worse then

I ain't tryna' tell nobody how to live their life, but it's something about me

I got some problems, okay, but I'm honest, and I'll never lie to you 'bout it

So, why you think these people out me?

Lately, this shit has been getting to me, and I'm itching to see if it's hostile

Maybe I did, or I didn't believe anything that could slip from up out of its mouth, or

Maybe I mentally did, but didn't believe from its energy sendin' me sirens

I've got a power, I could be miles away, still I sense a Dementor for hours

I never cower, bitch, I go seeking it out, no Patronus, 'cause yo, this a Canik

I never panic, 'cept when it comes to the moment I snap, and I switch into manic

Don't understand it, no understanding.. You my homie, but ghost when I'm stranded

Half of you know me, but don't really know me, the other don't even condone me, I'm standing on it

Searching for peace, I only find rage

So incomplete, no rest in the days

Exertion, I'm weak, cast into the deep

Thankful I came, but so scared to leave

How I'm perceived don't mean not a thing

Compared to mysteries, admit excessive need

Address confession schemes, or lessen the stress I bleed

Unless you profess, come correct, or you're destined to see

Listen to me, and receive the message I preach, intentionally

The vision I see's, limitless seat, would come to fruition, no venomous eat

It's clear as can be, their militant reach is imminent, rigid, and primitive, see

A Christian who's feeling divinity's peace, stricken with grief, but willing to see it

But really, because no one's willing to be, I cling to beliefs, they'll never recede

But know I'm complete in my soul and my preach, so whenever I speak, it's not obsolete

I'm missing the link, no longer have shackles attached, I mean I feel I can breathe

Spasms attack, in chasms I'm cast, a demon's attached, not the previous batch

Addict to wrath, addicted and sad, don't wanna be angry, but the life that I've had

Half of my life, I've been cracking and aching, and all of these actors react with complacence

Wake up, I'm mad, it's worse for my momma, swear I don't mean it, but life is a trauma

I love her so much I would give every dollar, but soon as the sun rise, I wish I was gone, uh

Lately, this shit has been getting to me, and I'm itching to see if it's hostile

Maybe I did, or I didn't believe anything that could slip from up out of its mouth, or

Maybe I mentally did, but didn't believe from its energy sendin' me sirens

I've got a power, I could be miles away, still I sense a Dementor for hours

I never cower, bitch, I go seeking it out, no Patronus, 'cause yo, this a Canik

I never panic, 'cept when it comes to the moment I snap, and I switch into manic

Don't understand it, no understanding.. You my homie, but ghost when I'm stranded

Half of you know me, but don't really know me, the other don't even condone me, I'm standing on it

Written by: Dameon Wilson, Dylan Collins

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