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Proud
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Proud was released on December 12, 2025 by Young Emcee Records as a part of the album Proud - Single
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Release DateDecember 12, 2025
LabelYoung Emcee Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emcee KB
Emcee KB
Rap
Mak<3
Mak<3
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kobe Borowetz
Kobe Borowetz
Songwriter
Makenna Kuzyk
Makenna Kuzyk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emcee KB
Emcee KB
Engineer
IOF
IOF
Producer

Lyrics

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Skipped school for three days playing racing games on mom's computer
Sister got her license, all the sudden she's a whole lot cooler
Planes, trains, mhm no thanks, automobiles oughta do it
I was in fifth grade when we made time capsules for the future
I wanna be a race car driver
Smoke from the tires, exhaust on fire
Girl in the front wanna be famous
Honestly, I think I'd hate it
'Cause I wanna be fast as lightning
Teacher tellin' us to keep on writing
But I'm already in another place
Doodling a car at the bottom of the page
Pinstripes, white walls
Pop-up, headlights on
Pit stops, first place
I got my sights on
Checkered flags, I'm speeding up
Motherfuckers eat my dust
Snap out of it son, eat your crust
I still see you when I'm looking in the mirror
My ignorance, hopes, dreams and fears
If you could see me now, what would you think
My innocence all gone in a blink
Pillow fights, but now the world hits harder
When did my teddy bear lose his armour
Starry nights without wishes feel darker
Would you be proud to see
Paper planes became airport departures
Fading tattoos are now more than marker
Growing pains as I fight my imposter
Would you be proud of me
Let's go, let's go
I never got a chance to look at that time capsule, hey
Stewart Hawke School was condemned before I'd graduate
I moved away before my senior year anyways
Mmhm
K
Passed my driver's test with 0 points off
On my second try
Inherited a beautiful truck
When my grandpa died
So I customized the back end
Little elbow grease and magic
Picked the woman of my dreams and then for half a year went camping
From Niagara Falls and New York
Surfin' Cape Cod to Miami
New Orleans on Halloween
Hot air balloons in the Grand Canyon
I still see you when I'm looking in the mirror
My ignorance, hopes, dreams and fears
If you could see me now, what would you think
My innocence all gone in a blink
Pillow fights, but now the world hits harder
When did my teddy bear lose his armour
Starry nights without wishes feel darker
Would you be proud to see
Paper planes became airport departures
Fading tattoos are now more than marker
Growing pains as I fight my imposter
Would you be proud of me
K, hear me out
Lotta years since the uniforms
A couple more since we cruised the shores
Monotony
Well, as much as possible
For a troubadour
Started up my engine and I'm heading by the city harbour
Gas so damn expensive, 'nother day another missin' dollar
Nothin' on my schedule but a haircut from my consistent barber
Just a couple minutes farther
I see a car come around the corner, Mach 5
This could be the day that I die
Every millisecond coulda meant a different ending
When he hit me broadside, now I'm spinning clockwise
Twenty-seven
Laps around the sun
Lap like a race, I don't wanna go fast for once
I got so much to give and even more that I haven't done
Glass in the air, airbag in my abdomen
I still see you when I'm looking in the mirror
My ignorance, hopes, dreams and fears
If you could see me now, what would you think
My innocence all gone in a blink
Motherfuckers eat my dust
K
Every millisecond coulda meant a different ending
When I'm fighting for the future and I'm clinging to the past
And the steel in my vehicle crushed like beer cans
And my life flashed, back
Memories in my peripheral
At the wishing well with my dirty dishes
Where the reflection's still clear as crystal
Threw my last penny and I watched the ripples like
Every millisecond coulda meant a different ending
When it's pulling me down I kept my head in the clouds
To my younger self, you'd better be proud
Come on one more time Mak, sing it out loud
Paper planes became airport departures
Fading tattoos are now more than marker
Growing pains as I fight my imposter
Would you be proud of me
Honestly, I'm proud of you
Hahaha shut up
Written by: Kobe Borowetz, Makenna Kuzyk
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