Trap&Blues - DINNER WITH HATE - (Original Mix)🥃

🎧 WELCOME TO TRAP E BLUES Music created with the help of our friend IA, but produced, remastered, and written by me. ... LYRIC: [Intro – Spoken, baixo e sombrio] Hate don’t always scream… Sometimes it sits quietly across the table. Pours a drink. Smiles at you. And waits. [Verse 1] Long table under chandelier light Silver forks and tailored ties Whiskey glowing amber gold But the room still felt ice cold Every face was clean and calm Still I sensed what lingered on Old betrayals in the air Hidden underneath the prayers I’ve seen hatred dressed in class Move slow like poison in a glass No loud threats, no raised tone Just silent wars already grown One man laughed, another smoked One more line and tension broke Cause everybody at that meal Knew exactly what was real [Pre-Chorus] Some wounds never disappear They just age beneath the years And revenge don’t always shout Sometimes it simply waits it out [Chorus] Dinner with hate, velvet room Heavy silence, sweet perfume Trap drums echo through my chest Still I sat there unimpressed Dinner with hate, crystal eyes Everybody wearing lies One wrong move, one wrong phrase Could’ve set the room ablaze [Verse 2] Cigar smoke above the wine Shadows stretching down the line Every gesture calculated slow Like a game they all already know I stayed quiet, watched the scene Studied every space between Every glance and every pause Told me more than all their talks See, hate changes over time Starts as fire, turns refined Becomes colder, smarter too Learns exactly how to move That’s the dangerous kind to face The one that smiles in your face Not emotional or loud Just patient underneath the crowd [Bridge – Poético e profundo] “The sharpest blade is rarely shown The darkest wars stay fully cold And hate that learns to stay composed Becomes something no one controls.” “Moonlight touched the marble floor Like ghosts returning through the door Every man there played a role But nobody revealed their soul.” [Verse 3] Hours passed, the glasses dried Still the tension never died Cause beneath expensive cloth Everybody carried thoughts Some about survival now Some about forgotten vows Some about the blood once spilled Some about unfinished deals I realized while sitting there Hate becomes a different air Not just rage or reckless pride But a shadow living inside So I rose before the end Straightened out my coat again Left the room without goodbye Certain storms don’t need replies [Final Chorus – Mais intenso] Dinner with hate, cold and slow Everybody felt the glow Trap beats heavy, low and deep Still no man in there could sleep Dinner with hate, that’s the cost Of the lines that once were crossed When the lights finally went dim Nobody there truly wins [Outro – Spoken, final] Some dinners feed the body… Others feed the darkness. #TRAP&BLUES #trap #blues #trapblues #darktrap #gangsterrap #mafiamusic #bluestrap #darkmusic #mafiavibes #beats #producer #instrumental #urbanblues #gangster #underground #nightvibes #moodybeats #cinematicmusic #trapbeats #typebeat