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PTSD
Hip-Hop/Rap
PTSD was released on June 29, 2026 by UNKWN as a part of the album Soul-tie DELUXE
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Release DateJune 29, 2026
LabelUNKWN
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Narmerly
Narmerly
Vocals
5immia
5immia
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerard Chavar Franklin
Gerard Chavar Franklin
Songwriter
Simmia Nelson
Simmia Nelson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Narmerly
Narmerly
Producer
Gerard Chavar Franklin
Gerard Chavar Franklin
Engineer
Simmia Nelson
Simmia Nelson
Engineer

Lyrics

Kill or killer cam
Choppa slick like butter
Hit the gutter **** spraying Pam
Cooked in frying pans
Melting pot the city
He had to leave the kitchen
Heater burned his hand
From the land
Where six feet the only briefing plan
Eight years old shooting Beady beads
Like we was Gina friend
10 times out of 10
12 gon' have cuts above ya hand
Count it up in two's
Cuz 22's shattered every glass
Plan and will
Write it in my will
I ain't passing down this skill
Double or nothing
You parleying kills
Shit never hit
Relay it to the guild
These **** home
No Mahomes
They fake sliding on the field
Corner isn't me
Cover three
They tryna sneak in through the flats
To bad the safety off
Click click
His tv off
Had to run it back
I want it back
I ain't participating
In collaboration
Less the paper waiting
Heavy enough to rip a pec
Rich to death
I ain't seen these **** yet
Rapping bout the flipping packs
They sliding blocks
The sliding screens
**** need my reps
Cuzzin laying in the dirt
For him I never rest
Line after line
Like I'm a 80's refs
Cracked out my mind
U **** do ya best
I'm the test
Mother fucker
I was struggling
Figuring how to breathe
Choppa hit em in his lungs
Put his mother on her knees
I was a kid just wondering in the streets
I ain't running not for nothing
Choppa cleaning out his spleen
Feeling so-so
Saw a Sawed off shotty in a four door
Foreheads folded it was old gold
Chains cutting my wrist
No masochists
**** 50 in the streets
Don't know the half of it
Had enough
Then had a fit
Multi faceted
In passing fist
No pacifist
Just blast a fifth
Then plead the fiveth
Ain't saying shit
Ain't aiming shit
**** bluff
Ain't dangerous
Summers up
The lames is clipped
Empty clips
Golf swing and miss
I push the T
Ain't the TD garden
Real malice, bleed
Free
Heal me
Save me
Sanctify me
Set me free
Heal me
Save me
Sanctify me
Set me free
Heal me
Save me
Sanctify me
Set me free
Heal me
Save me
Sanctify me
Set me free
Written by: Gerard Chavar Franklin, Simmia Nelson
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