This needs to blow up this shit is magical drom the flow to the rhythm and the rap well done 🥳

I legitimately don't understand how this track never got its proper attention. This is next level!!!!!! Someone needs to promote the living heck outa this!

From The Grave

Queer as Manchester tells the everyday story of queer life in the city — the nights out, the chosen family, the struggles, the laughs, and the moments that quietly shape you.

This is the chapter where I’m Still Breathing first lived — and that matters. Because beneath the music and the movement, this is also about mental health, about reaching out, about friends checking in on each other when things get heavy. About staying when it would be easier to disappear. About being seen.

There are hard moments here — because real life has them — but this is ultimately a story of survival, care, and community. Of finding your people. Of dancing through it anyway. Of Manchester being Manchester: tough, kind, loud, loving, and unapologetically queer.

If you’re listening and you’re struggling — you’re not alone.
And you don’t have to carry it on your own.


12, Still On Canal Street

MANSON ON THE HOOK 
Warrior's Twitter: @RyanR_47
Ramirez's Twitter: @RAMIREZ_187
Manson's Twitter: @BigNVSTY
Raymxn's Twitter: @Raymxn_icy

Warrior x Ramirez - GREY GHOSTS [Prod. By Raymxn Icy]

GODHOOD

Thru muh vienz ft Taco , BRUNNA

Written & Recorded by P Walsh & @stooptrip

Produced by @xpsychodel

Mixed & Mastered by PhadedVision

Lyrics: https://genius.com/P-walsh-neuro-lyrics

This track contains a soundbite from the video game The Last of Us. 

P. Walsh, T. Estes, J. Morgan

The Pugilist

Neuro (feat. Trip)

PARANOID OF MYSELF FT. VLEX [ᴘʀᴏᴅ. ᴋᴇᴠɪɴ ᴋᴀᴛᴀɴᴀ]

Drunk Prod. Beats By Con

Cheater

~Skeleton~ 

Verse 1: 
Picture me, nothing but a skeleton/
What makes you, oh so skeptical?/
To most of the outcomes, 
Don’t draw it, just say it, no sugar, no powder/
The spliff got me floating but owning the moment, it’s been about hours/
You can meet me at Lomas/
Hold up they folded/
Creeping these shadows, the demons on Locust/
The sounds of the sirens be keeping me focused/
Ay, some of y’all be thinking that you really know me, even if you do, you’ll probably never figure out/
Tossing all the bitter down/
Imma MC, not a riddle clown/
Just because I’m funny doesn’t mean I have to be so belittled/
I’m not afraid to say it, I’ve been caught up in the middle, just to be a little.. /

Hook:
Picture me, nothing but a skeleton/
What makes you so, so skeptical/
To me? To me?/
Picture me, nothing but a skeleton/
What makes you so, so skeptical, so 
skeptical/

Verse 2: 
You’re majesty! Held up to the crown/
We sailed to the ends of the earth/
We blew heavy smoke, to make it all work/
We need to lay down, it’s been about days/
Since I’ve felt the same/
Since I’ve felt the same/
(Since I’ve felt the same)
We keep falling from a small height/
Try to get myself another sense, of being very different, but it’s alright/
Man I never felt so perfect just to say that all of us can really fall right?/
I’ve thought about dimensions, way beyond the block/
New experience and while I’m jumping off the dock/
I can make it/
I can do it with no smiles or the rainbow/
I’m permanent, watch me start to sink slow/
Believe me if you say so/
Believe me if you say so/ 
Have you met up with a brighter spotlight?/
Is you paranoid because of all the cop lights?/
Can’t intimidate but you know how to block right?/
Officers and order, be apart of top flight/
(What?)
Finessers the persona/
I am not supposed to/
Talk about my motive when it comes to being older/
My issues never fold up/

Hook:
Picture me, nothing but a skeleton/
What makes you so, so skeptical/
To me? To me?/
Picture me, nothing but a skeleton/
What makes you so, so skeptical, so 
skeptical/

Skeleton (Prod. R Gibson)

MMK™
Money Motive Kings

Fwm on IG:
@bxnkrollmigo

Lyrics:

Lately it ain't been nothing too damn new to me
I'm still that nigga, same one but with pain in me
Lost some old friends, fucked it up all again for me
Running round town smoking blunts all in my city
Fucking with me, you gon' see animosity
BankRollMigo chasing money not bitches g
She say that she loves you, I know that shit she don't mean
Gwap, got it going on
Suck on my dick, she gon' swallow it long
Changing my number hoe don't call my phone
If money was a bitch, in my pants she belong
I'm still that nigga, the one that she want
Asking for a picture while I'm smoking strong
Still fucked up in the head from the shit that I've done
I'm working and investing to trapping and drugs
Down in Texas I ain't sleeping
Thoughts had been racing like bullets you seeing
Way too fucked up you'd think I'm dead but sleeping
I'm two bottles deep and Molly got me geekin'
I'm trying my best to forget all these feelings
Turn letters to songs that carry double meanings
I'm stepping and mobbing with blades catch me creeping
Reflections I see of me boolin' and bleeding b
I'm a gwap killa, stacking a band up
I can't fuck with ya, I was left abandoned
My voice in her head, she's listening & standing
Drop to yo knees and show me what's happening
Fucking with me you gon' think it's astounding
I'm going too deep and gon' last, understand it
I keep it g while I keep you addicted
I ain't addicted bitch I'm committed with drugs in my pocket duck 12 with precision
I'm her lil migo, the one that she's missing
Oh is that yo bitch, in my pocket she's gripping
Dancing on my dick like a Glock that's extended 
Bitch imma bust like a band on my bread again
Pulling my blade, reflections is all red on it
Cutting again and again till ya ain't nothing
Gwap, got it going on
Suck on my dick, she gon' swallow it long
Changing my number hoe don't call my phone
If money was a bitch, in my pants she belong
I'm still that nigga, the one that she want
Asking for a picture while I'm smoking strong
Still fucked up in the head from the shit that I've done
Down in Texas I ain't sleeping
Thoughts had been racing like bullets you seeing
Way too fucked up you'd think I'm dead but sleeping
I'm two bottles deep and Molly got me geekin'
I'm trying my best to forget all these feelings
Turn letters to songs that carry double meanings
I'm stepping and mobbing with blades catch me creeping
Reflections I see of me boolin' and bleeding b

Cheater

Arnold The Painter

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