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Vanity

Vanity - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

Description: A reflective, socially conscious record that confronts the psychological cost of living in a culture addicted to appearance, validation, and digital applause. The song exposes how social media distorts self-worth, turning insecurity into currency and self-image into a competitive marketplace. Rather than condemning individuals, the lyrics distinguish between genuine self-love and surface-level vanity, urging listeners to reconnect with substance, character, and inner alignment. 

(Music video available in MEDIA page)

 

 

LYRICS:

Verse 1:

I think its borderline insanity…..
how social media can cause a mind to gradually,
lose a sense of self worth, forced to find in vanity.
Therefore, I’m more inclined to rapidly,
display how we’re sort of blind in actually
Believing sex appeal means that you’re defined as “Majesty”
Forget being eye candy for those who have a sweet tooth,
I rather speak truth…A vocal expert
ask yourself, why rely on social networks…for validation?
Place value on how many *Likes* a portrait
of course it’s a bonus when constantly poured with,
compliments from “nice” to “gorgeous”
to how you have a stunning body
now taking selfies become a hobby.
Witness how mentality start to shift in ways
of aspiring model inside a narcissistic phase.
Focusing on competition closing in,
as you chose to win ratings by exposing skin.
Without noticing how a moral fiber slowly dims
so begins a superficial outlook as emptiness grows within.
Compulsive- ravishing state is a damaging trait
you’ve become hollow inside, sharing a mannequin’s fate.

Chorus:

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Validation is a drug, we fiend for applause,
but the high doesn’t heal — it just deepens the flaws.

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Flexing accomplishments to cover the bruise
publicly turning insecurity to currency.

Verse 2:

So you see yourself as a trophy- a treasured prize
mesmerized by stunning features you expect to thrive, as a status symbol.
But what you fail to recognize,
is lack of substance and exercise in building character.
We’re claiming to evolve but only looping in trends
rebranding insecurities, just to prove you ascend.
My queens- I’d rather see excel
but it seems we choose to regress, abusing the flesh with BBLs.
Larger breasts- big behind
body’s fully sculpted to perfection — but your vision’s blind
and spirit’s misaligned.
I’m not judging, I’m reflecting the truth
self-love is substantial in replenishing roots,
While vanity is surface-based
don’t have a nervous break down- in pursuit, of a model figure and perfect face, it’s not worth the chase.
Embrace evolution — let your essence resume,
by letting courage inspire your presence to bloom (Spread the word).

Chorus:

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Validation is a drug, we fiend for applause,
but the high doesn’t heal — it just deepens the flaws.

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Flexing accomplishments to cover the bruise
publicly turning insecurity to currency.

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Dormant

Dormant - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

 

Description: Dormant captures the concept of hidden potential waiting to be awakened. With intense imagery and layered metaphors, Jasmine Sent describes a powerful force lying beneath the surface—quiet, restrained, yet capable of emerging at any moment. The track explores themes of transformation, patience, and the moment when suppressed strength finally rises to the forefront.

 

 

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]

As I produce grammar-
the aim and challenge is like internal struggles of Hulk and Bruce Banner,
maintaining balance.
It’s a curse and gift to have this restraint to stay diplomatic,
knowing at any moment may switch to savage, inflicting damage.
My nature perceived as meek and worthless, I’m deeply nervous,
on what truly lies beneath the surface.
Maybe, maybe I should treat and nurse this- pain
or seek the service of psychiatrists to help defeat the urges.
Every day’s a new battle, some days are good,
another it seems a few rattle my calm spirit.
Foolish minds advance with assumptions,
of me being powerless to explode like volcanic eruption,
10.6 on a Richter scale.
They slip and fail,
realizing last chances to quit and bail, that ship has sailed,
welcome to a twisted tale of horror.
Since antagonist wouldn’t stop the provoking,
Pandora’s box is just opened, a beast is shocked and awoken.

[Chorus] Repeat 2X

Just because I cease to engage,
doesn’t mean I’m afraid of releasing the rage and let the beast out the cage
Take heed and proceed with caution, what I can conjure is grim
recognize the monster within isn’t dead, it’s just dormant

(Simmer down, simmer down Jasmine, simmer down, simmer down)
It ain’t worth your peace of mind, baby
(Simmer down, simmer down Jasmine, simmer down, simmer down)
It ain’t worth it.

[Verse 2}

My conscience is like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, when two wits collide,
fighting each other ’til I’m forced to pick a side.
Possessed by my dark passenger, a sort of protective force designed,
to summon vengeance when someone disrespects or cross the line.
Trauma caused my mind to form a twisted division, conflicted with visions
a mission has risen to choose-
Brass knuckles, sharp knife or loaded gun- decisions, decisions
consequences can have me sitting in prison.
It’s pitiful how your reaction is judged, outside lookers hold a passionate grudge,
when no one considers to, question what triggered you.
Even while attempting to dispute with evidence,
mixed emotions has folks making logic and truth irrelevant.
This frustration has my mind convinced it’s, time to use primal instinct,
find efficient ways to eliminate a threat.
Trying to talk me down is a waste of breath,
ironic while facing death, aggressors start taking steps to humbleness.

[Chorus] Repeat 2X

Just because I cease to engage,
doesn’t mean I’m afraid of releasing the rage and let the beast out the cage
Take heed and proceed with caution, what I can conjure is grim
recognize the monster within isn’t dead, it’s just dormant

(Simmer down, simmer down Jasmine, simmer down, simmer down)
It ain’t worth your peace of mind, baby
(Simmer down, simmer down Jasmine, simmer down, simmer down)
It ain’t worth it.

Verse 3:

It’s best you keep away, a beast of prey, deep in the jungle
cowards get a rude awakening when they sleep on the humble.
Climate forecast will try to warn,
probability of extreme wind patterns may alter quiet storms into violent form.
Like a pawn in chess rules, strategically set views on positions
calculate then choose my next moves to check fools.
Patience is the best tool- regardless who chose to ignite it,
calm opponents has the upper hand towards the overexcited.
Agitators want smoke-
instead of being culprit to a burning blaze, turning crazed,
try learning ways to counter measure.
Earn an ounce of pleasure- knowing that, my soul’s intact,
since I chose to act wise by holding back.
My tolerance is limited, so if a man try-
to increase aggression,
I’d teach a lesson with secret weapons on standby.
If a enemy’s objective’s still violent,
resorting to attributes of carbon monoxide and kill silent.

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Face the Mirror

Face the Mirror - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

 

Description: "Face the Mirror" is an introspective track that encourages self-examination and accountability. Through reflective storytelling, Jasmine Sent explores the importance of confronting one’s own truth rather than avoiding difficult realities. The song highlights personal growth as a process that begins with honesty and the willingness to evaluate who we truly are.

 

LYRICS:

Verse 1:

What’s a mirror?
a piece of glass, reflecting light and image,
nice and rigid decorated frame is quite exquisite.
Usually posted on selected walls in vertical viewing,
as it connects with all humans, daily for personal grooming.
Whether peaceful state, stressed or on a verge of insanity
let’s utilize mirrors without the purpose of vanity.
Self imagery- observing it gradually,
hypnotized by physical reflection
but notice we rarely focus on spiritual connection.
Personal assessment-
a necessary act and ritual,
sometimes the ego overcast and help to mask the visual.
This task is critical to steer our heads right
some afraid and run for shade,
whenever truth appears to shed light.
We tend to psychoanalyze others-
but when do we spin directions of a mirror,
and begin to question our imperfections?
Love to win affection from a list of good deeds-
but rarely took heed to regulating reoccurring flaws.
Constructively criticized, we feel offense-
friends reveal events of our errors, as we conceal contempt.
Internal temperature get real intense,
in this case it must be proof
we embrace pretty lies, but can’t face an ugly truth.

Chorus:

It seems my major role, and logical conviction….
is to gradually display your soul through optical depiction.
You should stop running- when I reveal the scars.
Reflection ain’t always gentle,
but how healing starts- Face the mirror.

Verse 2:

I feel it’s time to face myself,
confront the weight I’ve placed on shelves,
mistakes I traced in haste, displaced, replaced, and chased for help.
This glass don’t lie — it outlines traits I’ve known and hidden,
my mind’s decision making, is plagued by overthinking.
Obsessing over outcomes — replay scenes and doubt some,
turning minor imperfections to mountains ’til I outrun.
Dismissive— bristle quick, like I’m defending my core,
when really I fear connection,
so I exit before- commitment forms.
I sabotage what bonds could bring to me,
scared of love rejecting me, so I reject them instinctively.
Hero complex of Heroine- my chosen role
try to fix broken souls, while I’m the one who needs repairing.
Staring in this mirror gave me the blessing to ease the tension,
revealing flaws I used to dodge instead of receiving lessons.
Growth and healing ain’t to reach perfection,
it’s about persistence and taking the first step to see progression.

Chorus:

It seems my major role, and logical conviction….
is to gradually display your soul through optical depiction.
You should stop running- when I reveal the scars.
Reflection ain’t always gentle,
but how healing starts- Face the mirror.

 

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Clear Thru The Smoke

Clear Thru The Smoke - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

 

Description: A sharp, introspective display of lyrical precision and awareness, highlighting how truth can be distorted through manipulation, distraction, and illusion. The verses unfolds, exposing deception to asserting mental discipline, emphasizing clarity, focus, and self-control as essential tools for navigating a world clouded by misinformation. The result is a powerful statement about seeing beyond the noise and maintaining composure under pressure. 

(Music video available in MEDIA page)

 

 

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]

My use of diction induces friction— fluid, ruthless spittin’,
execute with crucifixion— truth encrypted through my writtens.
Minds freeze when I speak— like the system’s computer glitching,
bodies instantly go stiff… like victims of Medusa’s vision.
There's consequences for breaking the rules,
like decisions in taking a cruise, through the Strait of Hormuz.
See the market crash, they mask it— then craft it with illusion,
while the masses get distracted by reaction and confusion.
They package propaganda, then pass it as a solution,
subtle tactics overlap with the patterns of intrusion.
It’s a narrative they narrate— then exaggerate the movement,
fabricate the data points to validate the blueprint.
So my best approach is staying focused like telescopes
range extended to keep a clearer view through the stretch of smoke.
Lens adjusted, focal steady— never stress the slope,
as I move with control… but won’t attack, unless provoked.

Chorus:

Clear through the smoke… I can see it clear,
they can cloud it up, but it won’t stay here.
Eyes on the scope… I don’t lose my aim,
when the pressure hit— I remain the same.
Clear through the smoke… I don’t drift, I don’t fold,
stand firm, stay sharp— never do what I’m told.
Truth in my lines… every word I wrote,
they can cloud the air— I’m still clear through the smoke.

Verse 2:

I’m a rebel with a bigger cause
breaking cycles—  not the type to settle for simple laws.
I don’t mimic the method— I innovate the framework,
by crafting a different perspective— shifting the metrics they measuring.
No choice but to adapt to change, remap the lane
pattern breakin’ - data changin’ to avoid being trapped in frames.
Why let attachments claim our happiness, when reality resets,
we retract from our right minds-  then act insane.
Preparation is a key to survival, you could flee when arrival of disorder or
be a disciple of self-reliance.
Only time will tell- will your mind excel,
or get confined in shells, shine or dwell inside a hell of darkness?
I prevail, by reading the signs they sell
un-blind the eyes myself, lift the veil they held to guard us.
Cut through the smoke—  Jasmine’s vision is clear,
actions aligned with precision— I steer, no collision, no fear.

Chorus: (Repeat) 4x

Clear through the smoke… I can see it clear,
they can cloud it up, but it won’t stay here.

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Empowerment

 

Empowerment - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

 

Description: "Empowerment" is a thought-provoking track where Jasmine Sent challenges the modern narratives surrounding strength, independence, and identity. Rather than accepting popular slogans at face value, the song carefully examines how empowerment is sometimes repackaged into trends, aesthetics, and divisive ideologies that stray from its original purpose. The song ultimately reframes empowerment as something deeper than rhetoric: a state of inner clarity that uplifts without diminishing others.

 

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]

They told me- power’s within, but I’m scouting the lens
cuz the outlook they be spinning ain’t the route I intend.
Preaching empowerment with a counterfeit trend,
but the louder it gets, the more the values descend.
So I’m tracing the statements,
debating and breaking down the language they created and tainted,
liberation is painted.
But the frame feels constrained and outdated
seeing “strength” re-illustrated through a matrix that’s gated.
See, they package independence in a glamorous shell
but beneath I can sense how the narrative swells into hazardous spells.
it’s like a poison ingested and casually dwells-
in a bodily system, while internally damages cells.
I study power in silence, let the moment describe it
cuz every slogan defining it feels remotely misguided.
They turned “strength” to an aesthetic—every pose is provided,
but true growth isn’t a filter… it’s a soul that’s ignited.
And though the echo sounds bold, the intent feels restricted
is empowerment expression or impression we mimic?

Chorus:

Real strength ain’t domination-
don’t compose your victory,
by stripping men of their role or dignity.
Empowerment collapses when moving with corrupted souls,
gain power without diminishing the role that someone else upholds.

[Verse 2]

As I activate the lens,
my aggravation stems from counterproductive movements that’s emasculating men.
This modern rhythm breeds division when the cadence ascends,
and femininity diminishes in abrasive attempts.
I see the climate shifting
energy drifting from peace into petty resistance
some equate aggression with strength… but the essence is missing.
turning minor missteps into battles—relentless ignition.
Where dialogue dies quick,
and every sentence is defensive and edged with competitive diction.
Sisterhood is drifting off course
their reality is force over balance, a pattern of pushing with force.
Softness replaced with a stance-
that mimics masculinity more than its source.
Empowerment seems twisted—out of tune with its core
they channel strength as conflict—automatically assuming it’s war.
They push “strength” with a static tone—habitual scripts,
yet the actual grit gets overshadowed by digital glitz.

Chorus:

Real strength ain’t domination-
don’t compose your victory,
by stripping men of their role or dignity.
Empowerment collapses when moving with corrupted souls,
gain power without diminishing the role that someone else upholds.

Outro:

Listen… we’ve got to stop treating each other like opponents.
Empowerment was never meant to tear down the men who stand beside us.
Respect doesn’t make you weaker, and balance doesn’t take anything from your independence.
How we carry ourselves influences the energy in our homes, our relationships, and our communities.

We don’t need conflict to prove strength.
We don’t need aggression to validate our voice.
And we don’t need to diminish a man’s role to feel secure in our own.
If we want real growth, real unity, and real empowerment, then it starts with accountability, understanding, and mutual respect.

 

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Energy Never Lies

Energy Never Lies - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

 

Description: In "Energy Never Lies", Jasmine Sent explores the power of intuition and the subtle signals people emit through their actions and intentions. The song highlights the importance of awareness and discernment, reminding listeners that true character often reveals itself through energy rather than words. With a calm yet vigilant tone, the track reflects the wisdom of trusting instincts when navigating uncertain environments.

 

LYRICS:

Chorus:

Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
recognize a- possible threat and step aside.

Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
learn to read the room and never be consumed by distractions.

Verse 1:

Sometimes — judgment on first impressions,
proves to be a blurred reflection, masking covert intentions.
It serves as lessons…
when a signal’s distorted, you question the source connection,
intuition often clears the reception
concealed inside.
Reading vibes — the second the room hums,
antenna in my spirit tunes in when the mood runs,
decode tongues, body shifts speaking in true drums —
move close or move on, depends how the groove comes.
Micro-expressions are clearly codes in disguise,
motion composes the notion of motive that hides.
It all depends on how the frequency blends, people pretend-
so every face don’t equal a friend.
Serpents approach with a pose, but the focus is chance —
wisdom corrodes their facade before they open their plans.
The beauty of our sixth-sense alignment, reads energy- using guidance,
every- pattern observed, truth moves in silence.

Chorus:

Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
recognize a- possible threat and step aside.
Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
learn to read the room and never be consumed by distractions.

Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
recognize the danger disguised, then strategize.
Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
learn to read the room and never be consumed by distractions.

Verse 2:

Distractions have the mind blocked
hopeless- unable to focus to even notice danger entering the blind spot.
Take for instance-
how technological advancement paralyze our most basic instincts.
Entertainment disguises confinement in brilliance,
gradually turning vigilance silent, compliance resilient.
Screens flicker —endless scrolling conditions attention,
programmed algorithms predicting decisions we mention.
Eyes looking down, A predator passes unfazed,
opportunity masked in flashes that captivate gaze.
A mother’s focus shatter, hypnotized by the screen’s glow,
her daughter drifts distant, lost in the crowd’s overflow.
Predator maneuvers in motions meticulously planned,
each finger swipe accelerates what slips from her hand.
Panic erupts, total chaos- mother frantically search,
as the city resounds with a blaring Amber Alert.

Chorus:

Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
recognize a- possible threat and step aside.
Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
learn to read the room and never be consumed by distractions.

Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
recognize the danger disguised, then strategize.
Energy never lies,
wisdom must arise,
learn to read the room and never be consumed by distractions.

Bridge: 3x

Tension thick in the air-
I study every flicker and flare, that you emit from your glare
(Energy never lies)

“You’re making checker moves with a chess player.
your own energy is betraying you. Let the games begins.”

Verse 3:

Psychological warfare, as you and I connect,
a mental duel’s what I detect,
as I gradually move to neutralize a threat.
Choose a wiser step to avert suspicion
any sign of being alert or flinching, could hurt the mission.
Every corner you shadow my stride, I adjust pace
eyes in reflections confirming choices I must face.
Phone out, but not scrolling- pretending to text
while analyzing each gesture you flex.
You subtly move closer — I notice your focus compress,
your motives unfold throughout the tone of your breath.
Footsteps echo — I pivot, your vision declines,
pressure rewinds, destiny scripting the lines…..moments coincide.
As divine intervention takes course,
unforeseen action rearranged by a great force.
Misreading my signal, left your mind adrift-
your demise assist in clarity, underestimating my presence be my final gift.

 

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Quiet Luxury

Quiet Luxury - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

 

Description: "Quiet Luxury" is a reflective and thought-provoking hip hop record that challenges the common belief that success must be displayed through wealth, status symbols, or social validation. Through sharp lyricism and introspective storytelling, Jasmine explores the deeper meaning of value—emphasizing wisdom, discipline, authentic relationships, and inner peace over material excess. Rather than chasing the loud spectacle of luxury, the song highlights the quiet strength found in humility, patience, and purposeful living.

 

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]

R.I.C.H…
A term we choose to describe, an illusion disguised as financial bliss.
Nowadays, our views are derived from confusion and lies….
so lyricism I use to provide truth…like Evangelists.
But with a unique angle twist, imagine if….
you plan a trip- on a long quest for your fortune.
A treasure map directs to a scorching wasteland
got great plans, to gain wealth or rest in a coffin.
Now, X marks the spot….quick to hustle
almost rip a muscle while you dig using picks and shovels.
Disappointment got you kicking rubbles to the side
feeling like quite a fool with no sight of jewels.
Suddenly a deep hole, exposing bright glowing lights grabs your attention
as you come across a magical entrance to another dimension.
Hoping to advance with finance, till finally awoken from a trance
after hearing sounds of kids laughing.
Full of joy in the process of gift wrapping……. Then you wonder, how could this happen?
Distractions caused you to switch passions
battles between reality and fantasy needs to quit clashing.
Find a new stepping stone…. essential values have been a neglected zone ….
Pipe dreams should be left to roam….
Already rich,
cause you possess a home, loyal spouse, kids and good health alone.

[Chorus]

It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency,
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury— no need to flash the shine,
the grand design, is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.

It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency.
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury— no need to flash the shine,
the grand design is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.

[Verse 2]

Value ain’t designed by jewels or the price of linen,
it’s defined by wisdom, refined decisions and timeless vision.
My mind’s conditioned with subtle flex, the humble threat,
the discipline, the hunger kept, investments stacking under debt.
I measure peace by patience-
never one to misinterpret success as possessions,
or obsessed with impression.
Steadfast friends are currency, support becomes the savings plan,
no price tag can replace a fam.
Real fortune isn’t fantasy of gold inside a vault,
it’s the bonds you build at home when the world decides to halt.
Value’s in the roots, not the size of the branches,
focus on growth, not likes or advances, nor hype or the glances.
Simplicity is priceless— peace of mind outweighs the costs,
some treasures never sparkle but they never take a loss.
No schemes fixed, picture the same dream— except the scene shifts,
you enter a clean bliss where peace hits like serene gifts.

[Chorus]

It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency,
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury— no need to flash the shine,
the grand design, is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.
It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency.
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury— no need to flash the shine,
the grand design is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.

Outro:

“Life has a funny way of reminding us— we already have the richest things:
a place to stand, a heart that beats, people who care, and moments that matter.
Success isn’t a price tag— it’s a mindset.

The world sells the loud version of success, but the quiet one lasts longer.
It’s who you build with, who you trust and who stays when the spotlight fades.
Money can buy comfort but it can’t buy peace.
And peace is the only luxury worth keeping.
Jasmine Reigns.

 

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Trauma to Art

Trauma to Art - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

Description: Serving as the album’s title track, "Trauma to Art" embodies the central theme of transformation. Jasmine Sent reflects on how painful experiences, personal struggles, and emotional scars can be reshaped into meaningful creative expression. The track represents resilience and healing, demonstrating how adversity can ultimately inspire strength, growth, and artistic purpose.

 

 

LYRICS:

[Intro]

Life is full of ups and downs
Sometimes we get hit so hard
And not expected to ever rise
But we have a choice
We either let pain consume us
Or find ways to make pain and joy coexist
You decide

[Verse 1]

(Hey yo) Pain is a part of life, scars are like stamps
Indicating how we survived the hardest plight.
Agony is fuel, getting me charged to write.
At a high demand, each scribble at my command becomes a diagram.
More focused than eye exams as I try to scan memory banks,
Each account I withdraw, deep within my mental, emits raw
Jigsaw pieces to assemble,
hit the booth, lay vocals and speaking with a gentle tone.
suppress tears.
My strained voice address disturbing ordeals that stretched years,
now I’m left here, reflecting how hope was never given.
Lyrics I wrote was a coping mechanism,
to display collage of emotions that was hidden.
Somehow, I managed to channel rage,
and handle days of sorrow in the most substantial ways.
After weeks of merging dope verses to classic beats,
last but least, a nice chorus to finalize a masterpiece,
Have a seat, listen.

[Chorus]

Pain is a part of life, scars are like stamps
Indicating how we survived the hardest plight.
Somehow we must find ways, to embrace the negative to gain a positive start,
By converting trauma to art.

Pain is a part of life, scars are like stamps
Indicating how we survived the hardest plight
Somehow we must find ways to embrace the negative to gain a positive start
By converting trauma to art

[Verse 2]

Her love life, she often played safe, but today faced a threat……
when a man refused to vacate her premises.
And how can one make haste, overcoming adversity
when new horror seems to take shape, in form of date rape.
Now establishes great hate towards men in general,
Episodes of feeling quite scared by nightmares.
Hatred becoming her life pair,
Eventually blessings from therapy sessions give necessary lessons to live.
Now with intense force,
a strong will commence to build strength, in self-defense course.
Henceforth- rise above pain, essential tool to exercise,
by using trauma as mental tool to weaponize,.
Built an enterprise based on protecting lives,
Includes a system,
to counsel tormented souls of future victims (true conviction).
At long last,.
a bleak trail navigated to directions of a strong path in contrast (make the song blast).

[Chorus]

Pain is a part of life, scars are like stamps
Indicating how we survived the hardest plight
Somehow we must find ways to embrace the negative to gain a positive start
By converting trauma to art

[Verse 3]

We as a people been through hell and back.
Instead of staying victims to circumstances we may as well adapt.
Never let crisis cause us to wither and die,
let our vision supply new perspectives.
Sometimes trauma is a gift we deny, break the cycle, give it a try.
From dust to break of dawn, inspiration comes in the strangest form.
Allow grief to be viewed as momentary baggage,
artistically make canvas display how we persevered.

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Raw Grammar

Raw Grammar - Jasmine Sent

Written by Jasmine Sent 
Produced by VS Productions

 

Description: This sharp, lyrically driven freestyle showcases Jasmine’s elite wordplay, confidence, and unfiltered storytelling. With thunderous metaphors and intricate rhyme patterns, she establishes her dominance in rap while contrasting authentic skill against artificial competition.

LYRICS:

Verse 1

Jasmine sent- I spit with raw grammar- worthy of Thor's hammer
storms gather, my form shatters norms in a pure manner.
When it comes to rap flows, I rose the bar
my Aura glows like frozen stars
it's Gross and so bizarr.
How Rappers transmit Vapors-but artificial smoke they chose to spar with
came Close but no cigar.
I'm on a mission- clearly with strong conviction,
Turning adversaries flesh to ghost for the spirit of competition.
My vocal’s wicked……known through local districts as a social misfit
who hopes to switch this life from broke to riches.
Cuz poverty’s no joking business- stress could have me toting biscuits,
cope with vicious thoughts to rob folks on Christma.
Tempted to smoke a spliff mixed with coke to dissmiss reality
but what’s the use when drastically awoke to sickness.
Sanity slippin like, soap on dishes..
feelin like God wrote a shit list, and I’m the one he chose to pick with
conveying thoughts in my note’s addictive.
While fakes promote fictitious trends, I display emotion with wit
My book of rhymes is where the dopest scripts live.
Took some time to realize my token gift is, composing big hits
Hip Hop’s my unspoken mistress…
our love’s forever preserved like fossilized bones in frozen liquid.
To elope and get hitched, we both insisted…
till my yearly gross is lifted, surpassing Oprah’s digits.

[Chorus]

Raw grammar—every line unfiltered,
I don’t stammer,
every bar hit hard—that’s raw grammar.

Raw grammar—no polish, just the damage,
no manners—every bar could cause a panic.
every line cut deep—that’s raw grammar.

[Verse 2]

Consider me the tyrant of the land,
if violence is the plan, I’m supplying and demand weapons to manifest a silence of the lambs.
Turn rebellions into whispers when I tighten my command-
monopolize the fear, got the market in a trance.
I darken any chance- for them to shine,
Cause every move they ever make is just a part of my advance.
My essence is the needle that connect the seams-
verbal structure set the scheme,
let the message gleam to shed more light for people than projector beams.
My vision encrypted in prisms of thought,
livin’ in systems where wisdom is written then lost.
Only acceptin’ half-truths—that’s how I could approach it,
but I’m diabetic—hard to process sugar-coated lessons.
Now I’m back in the booth with a hazardous pen,
stackin’ syllables, battlin’ patterns, I’m craftin’ again.
Electrical flows when I step in the zone
let it breathe… I can level the tone,
disassemble a dome with the breath of a poem.

Chorus

Raw grammar—every line unfiltered,
I don’t stammer,
every bar hit hard—that’s raw grammar.

Raw grammar—no polish, just the damage,
no manners- every bar could cause a panic.
every line cut deep—that’s raw grammar.

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La La Land

La La Land - Jasmine Sent ft. Enigma Sage

Written by Jasmine Sent, Enigma Sage
Produced by VS Productions

Description: "La La Land" brings together Jasmine Sent and Enigma Sage in a reflective collaboration examining illusions and false narratives of relationships that often shape society. The track questions the distractions and fantasies that pull people away from reality, encouraging listeners to remain grounded in truth and awareness. Together, the artists deliver a thought-provoking performance that balances introspection with lyrical intensity.

 

LYRICS:

[Intro]

“This joint is called La La Land.
It’s a tale between the daydreamer, and the predator, and the outcome of two souls destined to clash.”

Verse 1: (Daydreamer)

Mentally I book a reservation
taking flight to false realities called a fantasy’s my destination
It’s a magical kingdom where I’m greeted accordingly….
like a queen, treated with royalty
Where a man’s duty to spoil while supporting me, will never end
serene environment and better trend I recommend than….
The concept of give and take……never have to feel doubts,
while embracing the whole package of my ideal spouse
Always capable of showing his devotion,
while he’s coping with me going through the motions of self-esteem
Capable to keep his mind inclined…
in finding time to whine and dine me, at expensive levels of costs
Capable to reach a higher learning…
like when it comes to women yearning for change, must keep the fire burning
Capable to, maintain and manifest…
orgasms while we’re having sex….the greatest romance
I’m forced to awake from a trance, taking a chance to settle
got me questioning my marriage, should I make an advance to split
I have a decent guy,
but can’t see the reason why, he doesn’t even try to give me more
Seems his focus is strictly for our kids, mortgage and bills on his mind
contributing to this practice sends chills up my spine
So I’m willing to find a new man, who plans to set the rapture
and keep the joy in my life forever after

Chorus:

I’m consumed by fairytales that I formed inside my head,
a kingdom made of wishes where my longing’s never fed.
I escape into a world where all my fantasies expand,
trading truth for painted dreams inside my own La La Land.

I’m consumed by fairytales that I formed inside my head,
a kingdom made of wishes where my longing’s never fed.
I escape into a world where all my fantasies expand,
trading truth for painted dreams inside my own La La Land.

Verse 2: (Predator)

Consider me a snake with mental hold of a python
the shoulder to cry on, that married chicks chose to rely on…
…to help soothing pain, my ruthless game is…
pretend to be a plutonic friend and confusing brains….
…at vulnerable stages, by feeding off despair
earning trust, proceed as if I care, anguish turns to lust and leads to an affair
Do the deed and disappear…..without a trace
now this case involves a wedded woman I’m about to grace
Typical- same corny lame story, how her husband’s screwing up
doesn’t do enough, so now I gain glory…as the hero
She can’t resist my gift of gab and powers I inflict,
when I shower her with flowers and kiss
It’s a must that I allow…her to think her man’s a dud
justifying how, there’s basis to nullify her vows
Perfect life of harmony I swore to make of course is fake
formulate schemes to draw the bait, till we fornicate
Infidelity concealed has been eventually revealed
and expecting me to heal the wounds she produced
Now recognizing the promises I instilled was a front
no sincerity, just thrill of the hunt
Buying a one way ticket to La La Land was a heavy cost
once crossing the line of betrayal, she already lost
Risking family for fantasy is not the best play
while daydreaming, predators will stay scheming for the next prey.

Chorus:

I become the fantasy they chase when they’re undone,
a paradise I fabricate to pull ’em in, then I run.
They risk everything for illusions I’ve carefully planned —
’cause broken hearts are easiest to guide into La La Land.

I become the fantasy they chase when they’re undone,
a paradise I fabricate to pull ’em in, then I run.
They risk everything for illusions I’ve carefully planned —
’cause broken hearts are easiest to guide into La La Land.

 

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Mask of Lies

Mask of Lies - Jasmine Sent

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Description: In "Mask of Lies", Jasmine Sent addresses deception and the personas people construct to hide their true intentions. The track exposes how dishonesty and manipulation can erode trust, urging listeners to recognize when appearances conceal deeper motives. With vivid imagery, the song emphasizes the importance of authenticity and transparency in human relationships.

 

 

LYRICS:

Verse 1:

Ever since Morfius gave me red pills, it spread chills
being the catalyst that bred skills,
as my head filled with knowledge.
Mental compass that’s giving new direction, spiritual connection
able to see with enhanced visual perception.
Act of deception–
it’s no longer shocking to the eyes
authenticity falls, imposters on the rise.
Since a fake managed to infiltrate
I’ve been in a state of vigilance,
trying to convince and wake my kin to break a snake’s attempt to
Manipulate positions, for establishing sole control
to gain higher status on totem poles.
My heightened sense is quite intense
enables me to detect anomalies,
so they possibly label me as a threat.
While true intentions within a heart is concealed
a deceptive mask is gradually starting to peel.
Lyrically unraveling facts by clearing up a smog
truth begins to surface as cracks appear in a facade.

[Chorus]

I see through the mask of lies.
the face that you wear is a bad disguise.
Dig deep, assessing your soul is necessary,
uncovering truths you can never bury, (dancing with deceit)

I see through the mask of lies,
the face that you wear is a bad disguise.
Dig deep, assessing your soul is necessary,
uncovering truths you can never bury.

Verse 2:

As I start to illustrate
fractured soul in a dark and twisted place
the way you have a different face, is a pattern of Narcissistic traits.
Have discrepancies of lacking empathy
and this tendency, known to transmit energy of
Grandiosity, constantly seeking praise
commence with performance, exaggerated sense of importance.
Persona– more artificial than it seems
to feel superior, known to belittle and demean.
Negative influence through gossip and slander, is toxic as cancer
the impact seem to cause waves and ripples in a stream.
Effects from, inflated ego has taken its toll
while the aim and the goal, is ultimately maintaining control–
asserting dominance.
Holding proof, reluctantly drawn into silence
since you cunningly formed an alliance, within my family unit.
How should I handle this?
like a child trying to convince parents the Boogeyman exists. (Crying to deaf ears)

[Chorus]

I see through the mask of lies.
the face that you wear is a bad disguise.
Dig deep, assessing your soul is necessary,
uncovering truths you can never bury, (dancing with deceit)

I see through the mask of lies,
the face that you wear is a bad disguise.
Dig deep, assessing your soul is necessary,
uncovering truths you can never bury.

Verse 3:

Beneath the mask of pride, cast aside foolish goals
prioritize healing a wounded soul,
dismiss abusive roles of a Narcissist.
Starting with self reflection– spending time
with a mental health therapist, to help mend the mind.
Gravitate towards accountability– self compassion activates,
a rather great response towards past mistakes.
Don’t be so uptight and expect to see
results overnight–
it’s best to be patient, now try to develop empathy.
Don’t express jealousy when you’re next to me
if you ever feel envious towards my success or talents, set it free.
Eventually moments of introspecting are rather clearer
instead of views of grim reflection in shattered mirrors.
The picture I vision is butterflies flutter, quick with high hopes
from metamorphosis to signify growth.
Redemption is never too late
hope desire for change inspires new faith,
so you can finally show your true face.

 

 

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Black Sheep

Black Sheep - Jasmine Sent

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Description: Black Sheep embraces individuality and the courage to stand apart from societal expectations. Jasmine Sent reflects on the experience of being labeled different or unconventional, transforming that perception into a symbol of strength. The track celebrates independence and the determination to follow one’s own path regardless of external judgment.

 

 

LYRICS:

Verse 1:

How I became such a victim of scrutiny?
Since I refuse to be stuck in prison of conformity and buck the system.
I’m just a living proof that honesty’s not the best policy,
When it’s clear the majority doesn’t listen.
People acting like everything is black and white,
Sometimes they lack the sight,
especially for discrepancies, for gray areas.
Sacrifice the role of a sheep
Eagerly advance to the border,
with high risk of being lamb to the slaughter.
Essentially balanced as they’re scanning my aura,
my mystique eclectic,
When I speak, I never seek collective blessings.
Some feel my speech is reckless, yet I offer unique perspective, when they least expect it.
Plenty folks are not what they advertise,
I feel compelled to cause facts to rise, unveil mask of lies.
Misconceptions make the mind halt,
Then switch directions, give impressions of negativity to forsake and find fault.

[Chorus]

Is it really that deep? (That deep)
To mark me as a family black sheep? (Black sheep)
Misunderstanding got me marginalized,
just for being different, I feel tension starting to rise.
Am I really that creep? (That creep)
The negative spirit you label black sheep? (Black sheep)
Misunderstanding got me marginalized,
just for the way I think, I feel my heart is despised

[Verse 2]

Beating around the bush is just irritant,
Converting my sharp tongue to a blunt instrument is imminent.
And I have enough discipline to convey respectfully,
But close-minded fools tend to rebuttal with such insolence.
No, I’m not a pacifist, but I’d rather skip a few battles with antagonists.
Plus verbal war could be hazardous,
Hope conflict vanishes like magic tricks,
But foes can cause damages by being slanderous.
Abusing trust,
Doesn’t use a brush to paint false image.
My character overly criticized, with malicious lies.
Just to stay civilized,
I teach my brain to handle pressures of backbiting,
gaslighting while keeping sane.
Finally released the chains, couldn’t keep the beast contained,
No choice but treat a lame with the same energy they repeat to shame my nature.
Constantly willing to annoy me,
My reaction made me villain of the story.

[Chorus]

Is it really that deep? (That deep)
To mark me as a family black sheep? (Black sheep)
Misunderstanding got me marginalized,
just for being different, I feel tension starting to rise.
Am I really that creep? (That creep)
The negative spirit you label black sheep? (Black sheep)
Misunderstanding got me marginalized,
just for the way I think, I feel my heart is despised

[Verse 3]

Pain lies in my heart,
defend my honor’s a journey which I have embarked,
That’s why sometimes I cry in the dark.
Always been the loner type, that doesn’t fit in,
What’s commonly observed, I tend to catch another vision.
Alienate a sibling is akin to sponsor hate,
concentrate, Try not to break focus,.
Take notice, how someone labeled black sheep
Are often scapegooted,
gradually create hopeless broken spirit of an outcast.
Sensitivity’s s a troubling gift,
I used to have struggles to shift,
till I developed mental muscles to lift.
Heavy burden of empathy, eventually led to gaining distraught people’s trust to assist.
There’s a method to the madness when I deviate,
So when you see me break conventional methods, learn to appreciate the fact.
That my instincts and thought process is talent I’m embracing,
When something doesn’t add up, I bring balance to equation.

[Outro]

Sometimes going against the grain,
can end with tremendous pain.
But still I must rise.

 

 

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OK 2 Cry

OK 2 Cry - Jasmine Sent

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Description: "Ok 2 Cry" delivers an emotionally powerful message about vulnerability and healing. In a society that often discourages emotional expression, Jasmine Sent reminds listeners that acknowledging pain is a natural and necessary part of growth. The track offers reassurance that strength and vulnerability can coexist.

 

 

LYRICS:

Intro:

It’s okay to cry.
Tears don’t weaken you—they free you.
Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is let the weight fall from your eyes so your heart can breathe again.”

Verse 1:

It seems emotional build up’s pumping inside
but nothing but pride is in affect like you got something to hide
So this lesson, I’m inclined to teach this
please.. whoever said expression was a sign of weakness?
It doesn’t make sense for you to just take the pain…..
cause all you do frustrate the brain,
till eventually it snaps
Nervous break downs… feeling like you mentally collapsed
cuz the remedy you lack to apply……not cigarettes,
the fluid in the back of ya eyes, that you neglected to release
so how can one expect to be at peace ….when
life seems hectic and the grief elevates and can’t find you a method for relief
It’s not like you accepted a defeat, if you shed a tear
instead of fear, it brings serenity until your head is clear
So if your bed is near, just climb in it and make a stand
take command of your feelings and break the dam

Chorus:
It’s ok to cry
It’s ok to cry

Verse 2:

No one’s immune, cause even thugs when the beer pops…
is pouring out sips to replace the drips of the tear drops
Even when friends die tragically,……
he’s still hesitating to moisten his eye cavity,
He’s too hard- or should I say foolish…..
how he got his body fluids trying to defy gravity
That’s why rapidly his thoughts go astray, acting insane
so today twisted thoughts remain trapped in his brain
Doing stress crimes, till he ends up wrapped in the chains
and damn that is shame, how he couldn’t keep his grip….
Just so you don’t increase the risk
Try to meditate, helping your mind to elevate from this deep abyss
Cause honestly, God gave emotion for reason
don’t you believe in “Men don’t cry” cause quotes are deceiving.
So I strongly recommend the route….
towards the path for tranquility to end the drought.

Chorus:

It’s ok to cry
It’s ok to cry
Ain’t no shame in showing your pain.

[Bridge]

(Cry) Go ahead cry ’til the pain stops
(Cry) Come on cry, let the rains drop
(Cry)You won’t die if the rains drop
I’m by your side ’til the pain stops.

(Cry) Go ahead cry ’til the pain stops
(Cry) Come on cry, let the rains drop
(Cry)You won’t die if the rains drop
I’m by your side ’til the pain stops.

There’s no need to dry your eyes

[Outro]

“Remember… it’s okay to cry.
Tears don’t weaken you—they free you.
Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is let the weight fall from your eyes so your heart can breathe again.”

 

 

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Essence

Essence - Jasmine Sent

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Description: "Essence" is a reflective and observant track where Jasmine Sent examines the powerful effect that genuine presence can have on the people around us. Moving with calm confidence and humility, the song portrays how authenticity often draws two very different reactions— admiration from those inspired by it, and resentment from those unsettled by it.

 

 

LYRICS:

[Chorus]

People are either threatened or awed by your presence,
Strength what you carry within is your secret weapon.
Take their first reactions as a lesson,
It’s not material possession or status they envy, it’s your essence.

[Verse 1]

I walk my path, a quiet tread,
unaware of the fires I’ve fed, or what lies ahead.
Since I’ve developed distinctive flair, one cannot compare,
observers tend to stop and stare, feelings fluctuate,
caught in a sway like rocking chairs.
Lots of glares from resentful eyes,
notice how an influential wise being moves with a gentle guise.
Mystery causing suspense to rise, from a person with her mind right that shines bright.
Even after facing hardship, remains the kind type,
calm and humble, known for conveying life lessons through hindsight.
Some gather close, drawn by warmth of a quiet flame,
a light that bears no boast, no claim.
Being authentic- with the gift of grace,
can stimulate courage or instigate whispers laced with a bit of hate.
Insecure souls try to intimidate,
but I won’t be swayed by doubtful eyes.
nor let their envy cloud my skies.
With moderate composure, my light remains fluorescent,
unfazed by those who try to shame my essence.

[Chorus]

People are either threatened or awed by your presence,
Strength what you carry within is your secret weapon.
Take their first reactions as a lesson,
It’s not material possession or status they envy, it’s your essence.
People are either threatened or awed by your presence
Strength what you carry within is your secret weapon
Take their first reactions as a lesson
It’s not material possession or status they envy, it’s your essence.

[Verse 2]

By your snide remarks,
instincts is telling me, that jealousy’s potentially stirring inside your heart.
It starts to make sense, when you commence with an intense gaze,
body language betrays you, becoming transparent like X-rays.
Your next stage should be self-reflection,
question why my presence is making you feel so unpleasant,
Could it be layers of my essence of confidence, humility and strength is debunking your previous perception?
Introspection is suggesting that- perhaps in me you glimpse a spark,
that lights a path within the dark.
Campaigning to pick apart my soul is in effect,
somehow my harmless nature is now a considered threat.
Attempts to dishonor my intellect, humor and discipline,
your insolent tones assisting in fueling my vigilance.
My essence remains beautiful, bold and bright-
which only seems to offend the hearts that shuns the light and come to fight.

[Chorus]

People are either threatened or awed by your presence,
Strength what you carry within is your secret weapon.
Take their first reactions as a lesson,
It’s not material possession or status they envy, it’s your essence.
People are either threatened or awed by your presence
Strength what you carry within is your secret weapon
Take their first reactions as a lesson
It’s not material possession or status they envy, it’s your essence.

Outro:

Stay true to yourself.
Never allow a person’s fragile ego to compromise your self-worth.
A person’s inner strength or essence can shine naturally without the need for validation.
But it’s incredible how someone’s authenticity exposes the insecurity of others, Making them feel uncomfortable.
To remind them of what they lack or suppress.
But in hindsight, the quality that they envy might be a source of inspiration to rediscover their own hidden strength and potential.

 

 

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Cypher

Cypher - Jasmine Sent

 

Description: "Cypher" opens the album with commanding lyricism and unapologetic confidence. In this track, Jasmine Sent demonstrates her lyrical precision, weaving complex rhyme patterns with vivid imagery that showcase her presence as an emcee. The song embodies the spirit of classic hip hop cyphers— where skill, wit, and lyrical dominance take center stage— setting the tone for the rest of the album.   

(Music video available in MEDIA page)

 

 

LYRICS

Verse 1:

I’ve been woke, while ya’ll forever stuck in the matrix, face it.
Y’all size me up to try to measure up to my greatness.
I’m like a drug laced with all sorts of toxic- substance,
So read an abundance of my lyrics can distort your optics.
Known for writing deep, flow magically—
Not the type to preach, so gradually planting seeds to grow clarity.
I got it sewn like a thread and needle, check the preview as I bless the people,
Act like a disrespectful weasel and— don’t expect a sequel from this horror flick,
When I’m possessed by evil and let this desert eagle, eject a lethal cartridge.
Descendent of King Tut, who’s mummified in a sarcophagus,
Seems I had a partnership and bargained with God to gift me with resurrection,
To return to start the shift of events for an apocalypse.
My consciousness spill in these streets,
it’s a chain reaction once Jasmine aligns with the wickedest beats, (let’s go).

Chorus:

Welcome to my cypher, (come on)
Where we MCs exchange syllables, bring your A-game, remain lyrical.
And it’s critical in representing with original content, never mind with all that pitiful nonsense.

Welcome to my cypher, (come on)
Where we MCs exchange syllables, bring your A-game, remain lyrical,
And it’s critical in representing with original content, never mind that pitiful nonsense.

Verse 2:

Imagine souls of wise and ancient Navajos,
mixed with Shakespeare, Langston Hughes and Edgar Allan Poe.
But with a savage flow, not the typical rapping show,
The type to make the average Joe’s knowledge and wisdom stack and grow.
Way before COVID spread, people so misled,
defy morals and chose instead to walk aimless with the hopeless dead.
As the dying breed, cry and plead to the Most High to supply their needs,
and question why the creed of fakes win, and how can I succeed in this rat race.
Stuck in last place, causes some to lack faith,
Just before mental poison strikes.
a voice ignites hope, reminding us that our choice is right.
Time to gather all our boys tonight, launch a movement, rejoice in life,
convince devoted MCs to hoist the mic, enter the cypher and join the fight
(To my last breath?), to my last breath
My circle is sacred,
gotta bring blood, sweat and tears for access, (let’s go)

Chorus:

Welcome to my cypher, (come on)
Where we MCs exchange syllables, bring your A-game, remain lyrical
And it’s critical in representing with original content, never mind with all that pitiful nonsense

Welcome to my cypher, (come on)
Where we MCs exchange syllables, bring your A-game, remain lyrical
And it’s critical in representing with original content, never mind that pitiful nonsense.

Bridge:

Hip-hop got me in a tight grip,
I might spit quite wicked rhymes,
But with a slight twist, of righteous,
Can you feel the rush?
So much raw passion concealed to just generating love,
then multiply with a healing touch.

 

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Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis - Jasmine Sent

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Description: Closing the album, "Metamorphosis" represents the culmination of the journey explored throughout "Trauma to Art". The track symbolizes transformation, renewal, and the evolution that comes from facing life’s hardships. Jasmine Sent concludes the album with a message of growth, illustrating how adversity can ultimately lead to self-discovery and rebirth.

 

 

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]

Self-reflecting until night became dawn,
so much pain drawn, from past stages of ugly duckling in lame form.
I was frequently weathered by bleak emotions of extreme self-pity,
until finally I had a brainstorm.
An epiphany- giving me hope and new direction,
few suggestions of trial and error, drew the lessons for true progression.
No longer value worth through possessions of name brands,
constructed game plans, later rewarded with a slew of blessings.
No longer does my mirror view depression,
due to healthy diet and exercise, my body grew in sections.
Sealing fate by overturning destiny,
feeling great from homelessness to ownership of real estate,
and earning equity.
My future, I commence to secure.
by not yearning for an easy life,
but maintaining the strength to endure….hardships.
The envious are fickle and find it awkward
since my life, they pictured in mind was a twisted design.
Consist of Hand-me-down clothes and hopeless version of me in the past.
but never fathomed being surpassed.
It seems a caterpillar finally left its cocoon.
a butterfly developed beautiful wings, found an exit and bloomed.
Duckling turned to swan spirit dismal, yet was fortunate,
to find the beauty in scars, embracing her metamorphosis.

[Chorus]

I ain’t pray for an easy road—just strength to endure,
turned my pain into lessons, made my spirit mature.
Used to drown in the doubt, now my vision is pure,
I’m the proof you can rise when your heart is secure.

I ain’t pray for an easy road—just strength to endure,
turned my pain into lessons, made my spirit mature.
Used to drown in the doubt, now my vision is pure,
I’m the proof you can rise.

[Verse 2]

Still wonder if my message in the bottle reached the shore,
people saw potential, while haters focus to seek my flaws.
Tried to force my hand to sweep the pure essence beneath the floor,
Still, I choose to keep the raw style the streets adore.
Foes increase the war.
they hear my talent is amazing,
with powers of bringing balance to equations,
so my skill is challenged on occasions.
Some call it foolish desire,
because I’m stubborn as mule to retire from ancient rules I acquired.
Formulas of old school I admire.
it may seem I’m adding fuel to the fire, but dropping jewels is required.
To veer towards a clearer direction-
all I saw was fear and depression, while staring at my mirror’s reflection.
Putting life at risk from sex without wearing protection,
wishing all the misery would just pass.
I must have nine lives……
as time flies, my mind tries to find wise methods to bring vision to blind eyes.
Before my shine dies, or my soul heaves into space,
my duty is strengthen hearts till their demons are faced .
Speaking with grace- I observe and teach,
my words are deep enough to,
convert a fleet of shepherds from a herd of sheep.
I prefer to eat food for thought, digest the truth,
best excuse, gain knowledge to bless the youth.
As I, gradually set the truce with God, my stress reduced.
rapidly noticing signs of my metamorphosis.

[Chorus]

I ain’t pray for an easy road—just strength to endure,
turned my pain into lessons, made my spirit mature.
Used to drown in the doubt, now my vision is pure,
I’m the proof you can rise when your heart is secure.

I ain’t pray for an easy road—just strength to endure,
turned my pain into lessons, made my spirit mature.
Used to drown in the doubt, now my vision is pure,
I’m the proof you can rise.

 

 

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Smoke Screen

Smoke Screen - Jasmine Sent

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Description: "Smoke Screen" examines deception, manipulation, and the hidden agendas that sometimes operate behind positions of influence. With vivid storytelling and social commentary, Jasmine Sent encourages listeners to question appearances and remain aware of misleading narratives that disguise truth.

LYRICS:

[Intro]

“Not everything presented as truth is meant to inform you.
Some things are designed to distract you.
That’s the smoke screen.”

[Verse 1]

We need better vision to uncloak schemes,
hopes seems to be placed in false prophets…
which gradually draws toxic reality to minds like dope fiends
from a remote scene, I spread wind to clear the smog.
It’s a sheer mirage…
in religion, some men adhere to jobs of a righteous minister
which in this instance, is a mere facade.
And I swear it’s odd how in fear of God
sheep never focus to question Shepherd’s motives.
Until led to cliff edges, by then it’s too late
these die-hard church members cry when the News breaks.
The truth makes people lose faith
after seeing footage of children in lewd takes, recorded on nude tapes.
So now ain’t this a bitter-
taste of reality, how a holy paint in a picture, starts to peel.
Only to reveal a saint is a sinner
just cuz they preach, don’t mean they practice every word placed in the scripture.
Through scheme devised……opposing forces are quickly demonized
realize, even the wise can deceive the eyes.
Take life with a grain of salt….
don’t let your brain get caught by tricks, derailing your train of thought.

[Chorus]

Smoke screen—
truth gets blurry in the haze.
What they’re presenting isn’t real,
it’s a game of displays.

Smoke screen—
Something in the air,
is blocking clarity
so nothing’s ever what it seems.

[Verse 2]

We need sharper senses for detecting deceit (deceit)
when consent’s dissected through selective belief.
Hope gets injected through clinical jargon,
while long-term effects get lost in statistical margins.
Doctors don’t invest in cures, only treatment plans.
healing isn’t profitable when sickness competes with brands.
I peep the scam and it’s quite wrong
when lifelong customers seem to matter more than establish cures.
White coats speak in decimals, minimize the test risks,
while symptoms get renamed once the side effects hit.
So read labels with suspicion,
the cost of dependence could be fatal when prescriptions is enabling decisions.
Don’t confuse trust with truth,
succumbing to substitutes rather than options for natural remedies must compute.
Public health being a market is the topic in this rhyme.
the smoke screen is engineered and profit by design.

[Chorus]

Smoke screen—
truth gets blurry in the haze.
What they’re presenting isn’t real,
it’s a game of displays.

Smoke screen—
Something in the air,
is blocking clarity
so nothing’s ever what it seems.

[Outro]

The lesson wasn’t fear.
It was awareness.
Everything else is choice.
Once you see it…
you can’t unsee it.
Stay alert.

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Vanity (Remix)

Vanity Remix- Jasmine Sent

 

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Description: Vanity (Remix) revisits the message of the original track with a refreshed sonic backdrop while preserving its sharp critique of image-driven culture. Through thoughtful lyricism and a reimagined soundscape, the remix reinforces the idea that self-worth should never be measured by superficial standards or fleeting online attention. Vanity (Remix) delivers the same powerful message from a new musical angle—reminding listeners that authenticity and substance will always outshine manufactured image.

 

 

LYRICS

Verse 1:

I think its borderline insanity…..
how social media can cause a mind to gradually,
lose a sense of self worth, forced to find in vanity.
Therefore, I’m more inclined to rapidly,
display how we’re sort of blind in actually-
believing sex appeal means that you’re the finest “Majesty”.
Forget being eye candy for those who have a sweet tooth,
I rather speak truth…A vocal expert
ask yourself, why rely on social networks…for validation?
Place value on how many *Likes* a portrait
of course it’s a bonus when constantly poured with....
Compliments from “nice” to “gorgeous”-
to how you have a stunning body,
now taking selfies become a hobby.
Witness how mentality start to shift in ways,
of aspiring model inside a narcissistic phase.
Focusing on competition closing in,
as you chose to win ratings by exposing skin.
Without noticing, how a moral fiber slowly dims,
so begins a superficial outlook as emptiness grows within.
Compulsive- ravishing state is a damaging trait,
you’ve become hollow inside, sharing a mannequin’s fate.

Chorus:

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Validation is a drug, we fiend for applause,
but the high doesn’t heal — it just deepens the flaws.

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Flexing accomplishments to cover the bruise
publicly turning insecurity to currency.

Verse 2:

So you see yourself as a trophy- a treasured prize
mesmerized by stunning features you expect to thrive, as a status symbol.
But what you fail to recognize,
is lack of substance and exercise in building character.
We’re claiming to evolve but only looping in trends
rebranding insecurities, just to prove you ascend.
My queens- I’d rather see excel
but it seems we choose to regress, abusing the flesh with BBLs.
Larger breasts- big behind
body’s fully sculpted to perfection- but your vision’s blind
and spirit’s misaligned.
I’m not judging, I’m reflecting the truth
self-love is substantial in replenishing roots,
While vanity is surface-based
don’t have a nervous break down- in pursuit, of a model figure and perfect face, it’s not worth the chase.
Embrace evolution — let your essence resume,
by letting courage inspire your presence to bloom (Spread the word).

Chorus:

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Validation is a drug, we fiend for applause,
but the high doesn’t heal — it just deepens the flaws.

So we label it self-love…….How can it be?
we’re more consumed in the depths of Vanity
Flexing accomplishments to cover the bruise
publicly turning insecurity to currency.

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