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Internal Scars (2021)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Internal Scars (2021) was released on April 30, 2026 by NxtUp Entertainment as a part of the album Three Lost Files - Single
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Release DateApril 30, 2026
LabelNxtUp Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TreyNxtUp
TreyNxtUp
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wendell Paris III
Wendell Paris III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TreyNxtUp
TreyNxtUp
Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

How you gon' watch from outside of the club
And tell me how it be?
Watchin' my moves just to try to find happiness
Lowkey these levels are tricky
Internal thoughts leave internal scars
And most of them ain't even healing
How you gon' judge off of who you are
If you never talk to me, really?
Puttin' my pain out today, the first time that it hit me was in eighth grade
A close friend had passed, I don't know what to say
So I act to move past all emotions and pains
Reminisce memories put down the drain
Way too much work to be ending this way
I never mourned so I grieve to this day
And it hurts to know I got a friend in the grave
Just listen with courtesy
Some people got worse than me and I understand
We all fighting through pain
Handled in a few ways
I am who I am
The kid that just wanna be heard
I don't care about money or any accomplishments
Nor, do I care if I'm gettin' called trash
I just don't think that I got the tolerance
And honestly
I lost too much people to think that somebody on top of me
Probably the chances of me goin' viral are just like the lottery
I'm rapping bout things that I go through
I know that I'll likely get judges
But I'm staying hungry, a chip on my shoulder
And I like to hold on to grudges
How you gon' watch from outside of the club
And tell me how it be?
Watchin' my moves just to try to find happiness
Lowkey these levels are tricky
Internal thoughts leave internal scars
And most of them ain't even healing
How you gon' judge off of who you are
If you never talk to me, really?
I'm askin' why, oh why
They keep talkin' on this style I'm on
Shock the world like Bolt, and everybody think they styrofoam
I'm talking real pain for the ones who keep it hidden
This ain't a mistake
God knows I'ma be the realest
Why the game hate me just cause I be lyrical
Let's talk about how I'm really a miracle
Mama had tumors, they covered me in the womb
I kicked right through him, I wasn't gon' see a tomb
I knew that I'd make it
I knew I'd see angelic faces
Look at me now, livin' up sixteen years strong
And I move like a dog off the pound
I'll say it now, lowkey some points where I thought
That I really had let myself down
But I'm back and I'm cruising
Way too much work to be losing
How you gon' claim that you know me
But you never stepped in my shoes, man
How you gon' watch from outside of the club
And tell me how it be?
Watchin' my moves just to try to find happiness
Lowkey these levels are tricky
Internal thoughts leave internal scars
And most of them ain't even healing
How you gon' judge off of who you are
If you never talk to me, really
Written by: Wendell Paris III
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