VaNTa β€” War Paint

🎨 WAR PAINT 🎨 Color on the skin isn't decoration β€” it's a decision. "War Paint" is the ritual before the fight, the moment fear loses its vote. 🎧 Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/2StYEU... 🎡 Listen on YouTube Music: Β Β Β β€’Β WarΒ PaintΒ Β  ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ VaNTa blends hard Latin trap, dembow rhythms, and cold motivational trap into bilingual music about calculated revenge, emotional detachment, and burning every bridge on your own terms. Subscribe for more original music, dark trap releases, and bilingual soundscapes. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Lyrics [Verse 1] Red across my cheekbones, not for how it looks This the color of survival, not from any book Something different happens when the brush hits skin I stop being who I was and start becoming who I've been There's a version of me that only shows up dressed like this The one who doesn't bargain, doesn't flinch, doesn't miss I'm not hiding my face, I'm choosing what it says Every stroke removes a little of who I was yesterday [Pre-Chorus] Before the fear gets a vote Before my hands can shake I draw the line, I draw it clean This the choice I make [Chorus] This isn't makeup, this is method This is how I cross the line Color on my face means something Color means I made up my mind Watch the shift when I apply it Watch the soft parts harden too This the face that doesn't ask permission This the face that follows through [Verse 2] My grandmother could've told you colors carry weight Every culture had a reason, every mark could seal a fate This ain't decoration, this is declaration, plain and loud I'm not asking to be noticed, I'm just done blending with the crowd Used to wear a softer face when softness kept me safe Learned the hard way safety's just another word for cage Now I paint exactly what I need the world to see Not who they made me, who I chose, who I decided to be [Pre-Chorus] Before the fear gets a vote Before my hands can shake I draw the line, I draw it clean This the choice I make [Chorus] This isn't makeup, this is method This is how I cross the line Color on my face means something Color means I made up my mind Watch the shift when I apply it Watch the soft parts harden too This the face that doesn't ask permission This the face that follows through [Bridge] Every line has a reason Every shade was earned, not bought This the only ritual I trust This the only war I fought alone [Final Chorus] This isn't makeup, this is method This is how I cross the line Color on my face means something Color means I made up my mind Watch the shift when I apply it Watch the soft parts harden too This the face that doesn't ask permission This the face that follows through #VaNTa #WarPaint #Veneno #DarkTrap #MotivationalTrap #FemaleRap #TrapAnthem