🎧 Title: RAISED BY A HOLLOW MAN
🎤 Genre: Rap / Dark Rap / Cinematic Orchestral Rap
🖤 Mood: Dark / Emotional / Reality / Inner Pain
🗣 Language: Indonesian / English
🎼 Style / Vibe:
Slow emotional rap with piano and strings, cinematic orchestral elements, dramatic choir, aggressive rap sections, raw and honest lyrics, underground conscious rap atmosphere.
✍️ Description:
This is an original rap song created by me.
All lyrics and concepts are based on real emotions and life experiences.
Unauthorized reupload, redistribution, or use of this work without permission is strictly prohibited.
📝 LYRICS:
Intro (Slow)
This house had walls, but never warmth,
A father inside, but his soul was torn.
They called him a protector, I called him fear,
I grew up small under a stare with no care.
Verse 1
My father wasn’t a monster from a movie screen,
He was real, at the table, cold and unseen.
Sharp eyes, empty smile, nothing inside,
Talking ‘bout love, but never alive.
He mastered the art of twisting the truth,
Turned every wound into proof I’m the root.
Calm today, tomorrow he snaps,
I learned silence before I learned to react.
Outside these walls, he played the good man,
Inside this house, I was collateral damage.
No bruises to show, no blood to display,
Just cracks in my mind that never went away.
Chorus
I’m the child of a man with no empathy,
Raised in a home built on tension and envy.
He taught me survival, not how to feel safe,
I grew strong from pain that had no name.
Verse 2
He never had to hit me to break me apart,
Used words like weapons, aimed straight at the heart.
Gaslit my reality, rewrote my mind,
Made me question myself every single time.
I learned to read rooms, predict every tone,
A wrong sentence could freeze the home.
A father should be shelter from the storm,
Mine was the storm I had to endure.
Chorus
I’m the child of a man with a hollow soul,
A polished mask, but nothing below.
If I’m guarded now, don’t question why,
I was raised by fear, not lullabies.
Bridge (Slow, Emotional)
I used to ask myself late at night,
Is his darkness living in my bloodline?
Do I inherit the damage he made,
Or can I be the one who breaks the chain?
Verse 3 (Stronger, Controlled Anger)
I refuse to be his second skin,
I learned empathy from living within.
I choose awareness over denial,
Healing isn’t quick, but it’s worthwhile.
He is my father, that truth remains,
But respect doesn’t grow from untreated pain.
Forgiveness isn’t forgetting the scars,
It’s choosing to walk without carrying his wars.
Outro
This isn’t a song of hatred or blame,
It’s a confession, a call to reclaim.
If you hear yourself in every line,
You’re not broken — you’re just surviving.
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