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GREY
7
Hip-Hop/Rap
GREY was released on January 10, 2026 by Zen Studios, under non-exclusive license to Green Line Records as a part of the album TIME WE HAD/TIME WELL SPENT
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Release DateJanuary 10, 2026
LabelZen Studios, under non-exclusive license to Green Line Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Arkh Zeus
Arkh Zeus
Rap
T. Asani Jones
T. Asani Jones
Rap
Samuel Carvalho Godinho
Samuel Carvalho Godinho
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James McElheny
James McElheny
Songwriter
Ricardo X. Germain
Ricardo X. Germain
Songwriter
T. Asani Jones
T. Asani Jones
Songwriter
Samuel Carvalho Godinho
Samuel Carvalho Godinho
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zen Studios
Zen Studios
Executive Producer
James McElheny
James McElheny
Mixing Engineer
Cliff Chestnut
Cliff Chestnut
Engineer
JMAC
JMAC
Producer

Lyrics

You can't save a soul
Better focus on your own
Seen you coastin' down that road
All alone with no one, no
And it's not that they didn't know..
They just didn't want to anyway
Didn't want to anyway, anyway, anyway..
Another lost **** drownin' in his self importance
Hear these voices in my head, feelin' like i'm Randy Orton
Shit ain't been fine or fantastic
Burn scars in my core, this human torched through the plastic
Placin' blame on my baggage
Play the game for some cabbage
Jason Statham, I'm snatchin' the spliff, shit perfectly packaged
Lookin' down a lock stocked and smokin' barrell
Hopin' that I make it through the year, hear Christmas carols
Been feelin' my vision narrow
The sun raw, a pharoah for real
Find a way or fade away
This shit been kill or be killed
And I could never be kilt
Skirt my way 'round the rubble, hope you don't feel how I feel
This the 7th Heaven baby, ain't no makin' a deal
You can't save a soul
Better focus on your own
Seen you coastin' down that road
All alone with no one, no
And it's not that they didn't know..
They just didn't want to anyway
Didn't want to anyway, anyway, anyway..
I measure out my guilt like a pharmacist with doubts
Every minute is a milligram of powder in my mouth
They told me "tone it down," I tuned the torque and blew the gasket
Every bar's a breaker box, there's Addies in my jacket
The Moon's a cut coin, I flip it for a different tale
Sky stitches shut with kites tied to winter veils
The past pours ink and my ribs keep lickin' nails
I bleed a little cinema in pixelated gales
Asphalt oracle oil-slick star chart
Reading tea leaves swirling in a black tar heart
Faith is a sparrow, it's a car-alarm lark
Got a choir of matchsticks striking in a dark park
Eyes eat static that I map it into constellations
Spine is a ladder up the attic of my complications
Every doubt a drought that I irrigate with conversations
Plant quiet violets in the riot of my oscillations
You can't save a soul
Better focus on your own
Seen you coastin' down that road
All alone with no one, no
And it's not that they didn't know..
They just didn't want to anyway
Didn't want to anyway, anyway, anyway..
Written by: James McElheny, Ricardo X. Germain, Samuel Carvalho Godinho, T. Asani Jones
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