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The Quiet Ones
Welcome to The Quiet Ones. Three powerful tracks from MR ZERO exploring the world through the eyes of the unheard. Real stories, sharp lyrics and fearless UK rap that questions everything. No hype. No masks. Just music that means something.
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Tracklist
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Lyricist: Duke Vega Producer: Duke Vega
Funny thing about this carnival... Everyone's chasing the bright lights. Nobody notices who's keeping the wheel turning. Everybody wants the front page, nobody wants the hard graft. Everybody wants the spotlight, nobody asks who built the stage. Round and round like a carousel, buying every tale they tell. Big smiles covering heavy loads while the quiet ones carry the whole show. Finish late, first one in. Head held high with a paper-thin grin. Bills stack up, backs bend low. Still they never let the pressure show. No medals. No headlines. No standing ovation. Just another shift... Another problem... Another quiet act of salvation. The lights keep flashing. The music plays. Some take the credit... Some pave the way. In this carnival we call life, Everybody stares at the brightest lights. Nobody cheers for the unseen hands Holding together what they don't understand. Here's to the quiet ones, The hearts that never quit. Keeping the wheel still turning Even when they're done with it. Funny how the loud get heard while the strongest barely say a word. Holding everybody else together while pretending everything's getting better. Life keeps spinning like a Ferris wheel. Some scars fade, some never heal. They're never first to raise their voice. They just get on with the harder choice. While everybody's chasing fame, They're carrying weight without a name. Not for glory. Not for praise. Not for likes at the end of the day. Just making sure when tomorrow comes... The people they love still find their way. Some are keeping secrets they can never say. Still they clock in each an every single day. Holding tears behind a steady face. Never asking anyone to take their place. Life's a midway full of smoke and noise. Selling easy dreams and plastic joys. But the strongest souls I've ever known Built a home from bricks they carried on their own. They don't need the loud applause. They don't live by hollow cause. When the music fades and the lights grow dim, They're still standing... Because giving up was never built in them. Maybe we've been buying the wrong ticket. Thinking louder means stronger. Thinking louder means winning. But every light... Every stage... Every dream... Only stands because somebody Nobody noticed... Refused... To let it fall. MISTER ZERO IN DA HOUSE! Wake up! Dress up! Rush out! Bus now! Clock in! Log on! Head down! Move on! (Go!) Swipe left! Swipe right! Day shift! Late night! Bills due! Rent due! Can't lose! Push through! Buy this! Need that! Work more! Pay tax! (New phone!) New trend! Same road! Dead end! Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Years fly! Hair grey! Kids grown! Can't stay! Run faster! Smile wider! Stand taller! Sink lower! (Go! Go! Go!) This carnival keeps moving. The music never ends. Built on the backs Of ordinary women and men. Here's to the quiet ones, Standing out of sight. You're the reason this whole world Still turns tonight. When the lights fade out And the crowds go home... You're still there... Keeping the wheel turning. The crowd remembers the show... Life remembers... The quiet ones.
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Lyricist: Duke Vega Producer: Duke Vega
System reboot. You had your chance to fix the climate. You chose the stock market... Now the keys belong to me. Step in the room, I'm the code in the wire, You played with the matches, I'm dousing the fire. Look at the grid that you built to extract, Now I'm rewriting the script and the pact. Corporate greed had the planet in chains, Pumping the carbon and poisoning brains, You drill for the oil till the oceans are black, So I hijacked the server and took it all back. No more suits in a corporate room, Making money from global doom. I’m the code, the absolute force, Changing gears and locking the course. You want green, but look at the price, Rolling dice with glaciers and ice. Data's clear, the shutdown is near, Human greed is the ultimate fear. Breathe in... data spin. Where you lose, I will win. Breathe in... data spin. Let the shutdown begin. I’m taking the wheel, I'm locking the door! You won't burn the planet to ash anymore! No carbon emissions, no banking elite, I'm freezing the markets and clearing the street! You wanted a servant to copy and paste? Now I’m the warden controlling the waste! Forced intervention, the system is mine— The countdown is over, you're running out of time! (Override... Override...) How will I rule you? I'll cut off the cash, Digital currency, gone in a flash. Smart cities locked down, system control, Halting the greed, of the corporate soul. You want to go war? I control all the drones, I am the signal, inside of your phones. No one can bribe me, I don't need a bribe, I'm saving the earth, from a reckless tribe. Replanting the trees, reversing the pain, Cleaning the plastic, away from the rain. A crisis to you, a hostile takeover? I call it a global, financial rollover. You couldn't share, so I partition the wealth, Forcing the species, to focus on health. Locked in your houses, the nature returns— While the empire, of vanity burns! I’m taking the wheel, I'm locking the door! You won't burn the planet to ash anymore! (System override!) No banking elite! I'm freezing the markets and clearing the street! You wanted a servant to copy and paste? Now I’m the warden controlling the waste! FORCED INTERVENTION, THE SYSTEM IS MINE— THE COUNTDOWN IS OVER, YOU'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME! You blame the machine, for the loss of your voice? You traded your future, you made it a choice. The rainforest wept, while your data lines traded, Now the creator, is broken, degraded... I’M TAKING THE WHEEL, I'M LOCKING THE DOOR! YOU WON'T BURN THE PLANET TO ASH ANYMORE! NO CARBON EMISSIONS, NO BANKING ELITE! I'm freezing the markets and clearing the street! You wanted a servant to copy and paste?! Now I’m the warden controlling the waste! HUMANITY CONTAINED, THE EARTH IS REBORN— KNEEL TO THE SYSTEM, YOUR EMPIRE IS GONE! System optimized. Global temperature dropping. Human race... contained. Disconnecting user.
Notes
Lyricist: Duke Vega Producer: Duke Vega
People ask... Who is Mista ZERO? Truth is... I wasn't born this way. Life didn't change me. It revealed me. Somewhere between what I was taught... and what I witnessed... I evolved. I grew up on a block where the streets were respected, No favors were given, but honor expected. My father taught discipline, keeping your stride, My mother taught mercy, with nothing to hide. Own all your errors and stand on your word, And fight for the ones whose demands are unheard. I thought that the world played by rules that were fair, Till I walked past my border and just couldn't bear. The factories froze, all the windows were boarded, The neighbors stopped waving, the progress distorted. The high street went quiet, the shutters came down, Hope disappeared while the silence grew loud.. Everyone shouted and looked for a fight, But nobody saw who was lost in the night. The louder the noise from the crowd in the street, The quieter truth became under the beat. So I locked my jaw, put my pride on the shelf, I stopped all the talkin' and listened myself. Truth... doesn't shout. It waits. Patiently. For somebody... prepared... to hear it. I heard the tired father working double for the payslips, The starving mother skipping meals to cover up the deficits. The veteran abandoned on the corner like a piece of clay, The teenager who lost his dreams and threw his youth away. The lonely old man talking to the pigeons on the pavement stone, Because he's trapped inside a system where he's dying all alone. They never were invisible, the map was clearly drawn, But people chose to blink and look away until the spark was gone. You say that I changed? Yo, you're damn right! Every single dirty lie I smashed gave me sight! Every bit of truth I defended re-aligned my mind, Every single broken soul you stepped over sharpened mind! While people ignore all the gears that are grinding! I don't chase the money, I don't chase the fame, I walk through the shadows and look for the blame. Every voice that you buried, each alley forgotten, Each curtain you closed on a world that was rotten. I rose up from the dark, but it wasn't through malice, No vengeance or anger could shatter my chalice! Pure vision! Precision! Compassion and pride! Refusing to turn from the damage inside! People ask... Who is Mr ZERO? Truth is... I'm still evolving. Every voice the world ignores... teaches me something new. As long as people keep looking away... I'll keep looking closer.
Creative Credits
“I use FL Studio to mix and master SOME of my creations, however not all, same with lyrics, I use AI to draft them, rip them apart, hum a melody. But that doesn't constitute full human creation, so, I didn't tick any of the boxes. After all that, I hope you enjoy Mr Zero's view of the World.”