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Tribute

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Tribute was released on February 20, 2026 by Anchorlight Music as a part of the album Built In Silence

Song Details

AlbumBuilt In Silence

Release DateFebruary 20, 2026

LabelAnchorlight Music

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM93

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

VALNCIA

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Pablo Diaz Lopez Jr

Pablo Diaz Lopez Jr

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Pablo Diaz Lopez Jr

Pablo Diaz Lopez Jr

Executive Producer

Lyrics

I watch as time's hands tick, time's sands sift

The hourglass will determine if a man's plans shift

A man's plan fixed on what seems right in his heart

There's a way that seems right in the heart of a man but it's not

In time, we age as the buildings grow old as the city

No longer holding innocence like the faces of children, can't withhold what's in me

Peace spoken to one who hates, is as cold as chilled winds

The spirit bold within me

The past is done, the present is fleeting,

Your future looks bright 'cause I'm present this evening

You searching for meaning past the Son, no purpose, so you ask for one

Can't interpret the seasons, it's so hence the weeping

Whatever is, has already been in times past, times passed, we just living again

So keep the faith, I know not what the future holds

But I know who holds the future, it's finished

That's why I call it a leap of faith

Crates humming, needle bleeding through the dust

Truth heavy on my tongue, couldn't speak it if I rushed

This ain't nostalgia, it's survival in a verse

Paid homage to the craft, now I testify in dirt

This a tribute to the nights with the pen and pad (tribute)

To the pain we turned to art with the world on our back (uh)

To the blocks where the truth and the lies both live (both sides)

I ain't chase the culture, I gave my life to this (my life)

This a tribute, yeah, a tribute (salute it)

From the gutter to the pulpit, I salute it (hands up)

This a tribute, yeah, a tribute (one time)

Every scar in my story got recruited (facts)

I was raised where the wisdom came wrapped in a rhyme scheme (uh)

Lessons in the kick drum, sermons in the hi-hat timing (boom bap)

Graffiti on the soul, every bar was a prayer (pray)

We was tryna touch heaven from the projects and stairs (reach)

Seen prophets with microphones, martyrs with notebooks (true)

Devils in the deal terms, angels in the hook (watch it)

We studied illmatics like it was ancient scrolls (classic)

Tried to map the meaning of life through breakbeats and quotes (uh-huh)

The streets taught arithmetic, subtract your friends

Multiply your enemies, divide til there's none left (none)

Every cipher felt sacred, every verse was a test (say that)

You either spoke from the wound or you spoke for a check (which one?)

I seen ego turn kings into statues of salt (frozen)

Watched talent drown slow in the capital's vault (money)

But truth don't age well in the hands of the proud (nah)

So I bowed my crown low just to hear Him speak loud (amen)

Now I write like tomorrow ain't promised to me (right now)

Every bar got a heartbeat, every pause gotta breathe (breathe)

If hip-hop was a temple, I swept the floor first (humble)

Learned God still speaks through the hunger and hurt (He does)

So when the vinyl keep spinnin' long after I'm gone (forever)

Let 'em say he was faithful to the craft and the Song (faithful)

Not a trend chaser, not a slave to the fame (never)

Just a servant with a mic tryna hallow His name (His name)

Written by: Pablo Diaz Lopez Jr

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