DON’T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME
Authentic African-American Vernacular English (AAVE) vocal delivery. Use a laid-back, conversational flow with rhythmic cadence. The mood should be confident and soulful. Lyrics & Vocals: The lyrics and vocal performance must reflect key features of AAVE grammar and pronunciation. For example: use of habitual "be" (e.g., "he be working"), zero copula (e.g., "she Ø real cool"), monophthongization (e.g., "ah" for "I"), and vocabulary like "finna," "cap," or "drip". The voice should be natural, not robotic. Instrumental: Smooth synth melody, deep 808 bass, crisp hi-hats, and a slow-burning groove around 100-110 BPM. Add subtle vocal samples or ad-libs.
DON’T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME
Authentic African-American Vernacular English (AAVE) vocal delivery. Use a laid-back, conversational flow with rhythmic cadence. The mood should be confident and soulful. Lyrics & Vocals: The lyrics and vocal performance must reflect key features of AAVE grammar and pronunciation. For example: use of habitual "be" (e.g., "he be working"), zero copula (e.g., "she Ø real cool"), monophthongization (e.g., "ah" for "I"), and vocabulary like "finna," "cap," or "drip". The voice should be natural, not robotic. Instrumental: Smooth synth melody, deep 808 bass, crisp hi-hats, and a slow-burning groove around 100-110 BPM. Add subtle vocal samples or ad-libs.
Lyrics
Intro — spoken / low, calm
Easy now…
Listen.
Verse 1 — quiet statement
Don’t raise your voice at me.
Don’t.
I’m listening.
I always was.
Mantra — first appearance
Don’t raise your voice at me.
Verse 2 — clarification
This is not love.
This is not care.
This is not stress talking.
This is not power.
Mantra — soft, steady
Don’t raise your voice at me.
Verse 3 — widening the space
Not at home.
Not at work.
Not anywhere.
Not today.
Not ever.
Mantra — slightly firmer, still calm
Don’t raise your voice at me.
Verse 4 — knowledge, not pain
I know this road.
It’s a road to hell.
I’ve been there.
I won’t go again.
Verse 5 — inner rule
I don’t argue.
I don’t explain.
I step back.
I breathe.
Final Mantra — almost whispered
Don’t raise your voice at me.
music fades, no resolution