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D&Stress is a pressure-release track — a raw stream of thoughts from someone buried under mental weight, social noise, and inner conflict. ciix spits from a place of compression and fatigue, unloading stress, anger, confusion, and clarity all at once. It’s not about having answers — it’s about surviving the overload. The lyrics feel like pacing at 3 a.m., questioning systems, identity, belief, and control while trying to stay grounded. There’s defiance here, but also exhaustion. Confidence clashes with doubt. Isolation meets self-awareness. Every bar sounds like it was written straight from the chest, no filter, no polish, no pretending. Sonically, D&Stress leans dark and minimal — built to carry weight rather than decoration. Gritty boom bap foundations, tense atmosphere, stripped-back drums, and a cold, nocturnal energy that lets the words lead. It’s aggressive without being empty, introspective without being soft. This track is for listeners dealing with burnout, information overload, and the constant push to “keep going” in a world that never slows down. No fake motivation. No clean resolutions. Just truth under pressure. ciix — D&Stress #UndergroundHipHop #BoomBap #RawRap #ConsciousRap #MentalPressure #DandStress #ciix Lyrics: Done with fucking stress Tons of shit all on my chest Cant rest, feeling compressed.zip Like a fat ass check of mistakes to pay Just tryna express my self or confess? No excuses ever been made man, thats a yes nope and I don’t guess Felling like millions gone, lost like a clone, yoo what a mess Thrown away all apart, borders and religion, classes and politics overpaid fat asses Here comes inevitable division, the worst kinda fiction. You don’t need a supervision Some where above above, like nope ain’t from this world, Run you mad like you don’t know, yo self no more, Nope i aint no joke. No hope, with a bad ass plot All locked, eyes of a hawk, no need to talk. When ever I write down I got the shit from the heart, Gotta play with the rules they say Fuck that shit its for fools and thats what I say, hey Grow slow to know more, surely you gonna glowDon’t know where to start, what a wish to have a restart. Sick of this shit and hate, ... mm not done, starts at eight your daily news, mostly controlled by jews Pew - pew mind blows Acting humanly not so easy these days you see, nope shit ain’t no good to me Im sorry homie, shits just off my plate, Just look at the history and what we done mate. You need an update, Killed all the right and bright, Fuck no you cant tell me what to say... Be aware, and don’t fucking compare me to no less than Voltaire Bitch please, I see ignorants everywhere I dare come close, the left hook, so good, like a precious stone, Gonna feel the “unknown.” overdose of an adios. Like Ciao bitch You gone. Some where above above, like nope ain’t from this world, Run you mad like you don’t know, yo self no more, Nope i aint no joke. No hope, with a bad ass plot All locked, eyes of a hawk, no need to talk. When ever I write down I got the shit from the heart, Wait where am I heading ? A dead end, but hey, still feeling okay. I don’t know why, but still on my way My style like Enzo the Ferrari. The pace, on my own race, Sometimes I just need my space, Although I ain’t got no base high up like SpaceX Embrace, my thought with pure grace. Then you face, the flag all black loads of brag. Cant sleep jet lag, 365 24/7 Its all a lesson, you believe in heaven? Im like a heavy weapon Reload the mag, yeah Full force imma attack . Now, who wants to elevate? lots of food but none for the poor. Bunch of fools Mostly in the hoods, yeah shit ain’t so good. Or hit the wood, and move out to Hollywood? Renovate, meditate up high elevate and then ? haha fuck no. Devil says; just lose the fate And detonate. All tho can’t wait. But Gotta say, nope, mate Even tho it irritates, Fuck you bitch you cant dictate Trick or treat ?Thats my bait, Im the dark shit. Like back side of the moon, 3-2-1 ciao bitch you doomed