Navy Blue - Ritual

Brass

Guinness

Blak Forrest

We Buy Diabetic Test Strips

I Keep A Mirror In My Pocket (feat. billy woods, E L U C I D & Cavalier)

Chaptimist

A hard-hitting boom bap hip-hop album, full of genre shifting energy and quality lyricism 

Get That Money Brah

We wake to traffic above our heads,
concrete ceiling, footsteps echoing.
You shake the cold out of your coat,
I steal bread from last night’s bag.
We share it sitting on the curb,
the city already rushing past.

Chorus
We’re ghosts on the sidewalks,
no faces, no names.
Invisible to the world,
but nothing holds our chains.
You’re my compass in the dark,
my shelter in the storm.
If they ever take you from me,
I’ll never make it home.

Verse 2
Afternoon heat on broken glass,
we wash in the fountain near the square.
You laugh at the suits with their ties too tight,
I laugh because you’re laughing.
The city moves in circles,
we move straight through.

Chorus
We’re ghosts on the sidewalks,
no faces, no names.
Invisible to the world,
but nothing holds our chains.
You’re my compass in the dark,
my shelter in the storm.
If they ever take you from me,
I’ll never make it home.

Bridge
Night drops heavy on the alleys,
sirens cut through the smoke.
We duck behind the shutters,
holding our breath,
holding each other.
Every day we make it,
is a day they didn’t win.

Outro
We sleep where the neon dies,
your heartbeat the only clock we need.
Tomorrow’s not promised,
but tonight, we’re free.

MYTHICAL

R.A.P. Ferreira

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