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Martyr
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Martyr was released on April 10, 2026 by All Black Congress Records as a part of the album First Sunday - EP
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Release DateApril 10, 2026
LabelAll Black Congress Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T. Mason
T. Mason
Background Vocals, Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Mason
T. Mason
Songwriter
Tyler Anthony Mason
Tyler Anthony Mason
Songwriter
Noah Edwards
Noah Edwards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Edwards
Noah Edwards
Producer
Knottz
Knottz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

All my broads legit
All my dogs are pits
Singing to the top floor
And no it's not the Ritz
My homie like to hike
He always walking with a stick
It's T-Mace the great
Make way for the next revolution
Human rights attacked by ICE
Fucking us like Kama Sutra
It's time we found a way
Get from behind iron gates
Free your mind, fill up the safe
Making dough, I'm Anita Baker
Bet the CIA running this song right on they intercom
They know the words I drop
Hit harder than any other bomb
Ain't nothing this impactful since PC and CD-ROMs
His top peeled back like Stevie
Believe me girl I see beyond
Gave y'all the sauce but you missing the key ingredients
That's why it ain't hitting the same
That's why you ain't built for the game
Only want the money
Your lack of drive ain't built for the lane
**** won't die for what is right
But they'll die for they chains
Crazy
I'll gladly die a martyr in this bitch to get this shit built
Pray they don't do me like Martin, Malcolm, or Emmett Till
Meanwhile the Epstein file get treated
Like the Navy how it's kept sealed
How could I forget?
I don't reminisce
Do this for my family
Not a fucking Grammy
Beretta 82, the same age as my granny
Yeah
Better stake your claim
Gotta go against the grain
I'm gon' find a way
Before I leave this place
I'll show y'all the way
Before I leave this
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bankrolls
We get stank hoes
Dismiss make more
Legit his face froze
Like bitch
Takeovers here
I'm someone that
My **** revere
Hip hop is here
Pulled off the loc
Tires screech and smoke
This life we chose
Aim high, reload
I smell a bitch in here
Mind is still a prison huh?
Tryna own it all like Master P
I got no limits huh?
I'll gladly die a martyr in this bitch to get this shit built
Pray they don't do me like Martin, Malcolm, or Emmett Till
Meanwhile the Epstein files get treated
Like the Navy how that shit sealed
How could I forget?
I don't reminisce ****
Written by: Noah Edwards, Tyler Anthony Mason
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