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No Warnings
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Warnings was released on December 18, 2025 by 8373845 Records DK as a part of the album Locked In
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Release DateDecember 18, 2025
Label8373845 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grace Nin
Grace Nin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Musikanibeng
Musikanibeng
Producer

Lyrics

I don't step in polite, I arrive like a problem
You hear my name, feel the shift in the climate
I don't raise my voice, I lower the room
Then I talk like I already won the argument too
I don't rap fast just to prove I can
I rap precise like I know where to land
Every syllable placed like it's court-ordered
I don't miss shots, I record them
They say I'm intense, I say I'm exact
I don't reach for attention, it reach me back
If pressure make diamonds, I'm covered in flaws
Still shine every time I get put in a box
I don't bark for the crowd, I bite for myself
I don't fake hunger, I've been on empty before wealth
You hear confidence, I hear calculation
I don't guess my moves, I rehearse devastation
I don't play chess with checkers energy
Every bar got layers like hidden enemies
They catch the punchline late, that's fine
Impact land first, understanding behind
I don't talk street, I talk survival
I don't chase rivals, I outlast titles
If they want smoke, I let them inhale
I don't wave threats, I detail them
Every beat I touch get dissected
I don't ride waves, I redirect them
I don't need volume, I need intent
Silence before the strike is the element
They rap loud, hoping fear do the work
I stay calm, let precision hurt
There's a difference between yelling and power
One fade quick, one echo for hours
I don't freestyle life, I draft it
Cross out doubts, then I blacken
If talent was luck, I'd still be standing
Cause I built this voice through damage
I don't say names, I don't sub
If the shoe fit, lace it up
I don't diss for attention or clicks
I speak once, let the echo hit
This ain't rage, this discipline
This control sharpened into pen
I don't need a warning sign
By the time you see me, I already been
No countdown, no alert
Just impact, then the hurt
If you felt that pressure shift
That's me… going to work
Written by: Grace Nin
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