This is not my song the credits to this person is
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Talk To Me Nice by BloccRich Monsta 3.mp3

Mac Streetz_Stay Away

Mac Streetz -Runaway From Myself

Talk to Me Nice, Pt.2

Let Me Breathe

Talk to Me Nice…

Big Steppa

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MOMOH - BALENCIAGA TEARS


"Bottled Man" is a brutally honest and emotionally charged rap/hip-hop track that dives deep into the everyday struggles many men silently endure. This song is a reflection of what society expects from men—never show weakness, never talk about your feelings, and always "man up." It tells the story of someone trying to navigate the pressure of life: the stress of providing, holding a family together, surviving a demanding job, and keeping it all in while no one seems to care how he truly feels.

Throughout the track, the verses voice the man’s internal pain, while society’s cold commands—“man up,” “don’t cry,” “suck it up”—cut through, always interrupting his truth. The chorus becomes a cry for validation, asking “Am I good enough?” while still holding the silence that’s expected of him.

I originally planned to release this song in June, during Men’s Mental Health Month. But I realized—every month is Men’s Mental Health Month. Every week. Every day. Men don’t get to turn it off. So… here you go. This one’s for all of us still carrying it and still smiling.

“Bottled Man” isn’t just a song—it’s a statement. It explores every buried emotion: rage, sadness, guilt, shame, regret, and fear—all hidden behind a forced smile. In the final chorus, a shift begins. He acknowledges his pain and refuses to drown in silence, redefining what it means to be a man.

This is for every man who’s been told to hold it in.
For every man who’s breaking down behind a smile.
For every bottled man.


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You’re supposed to be a man, so just man up…
(No need to talk about your feelings…)
(No one gives a f**k…)

Wake up, alarm screams louder than my head
Pressure in my chest, but I get up instead
Clock in, fake a smile, boss breathing down my neck
Lunch break’s a luxury I ain’t seen yet

Rent due, fridge low, baby needs shoes
Wife needs love, I’m too tired to move
Stress piling up, like the junk in the shed
But I bottle that pain, tuck it deep in my head

Tryna vent but—
(Man up, don’t whine, hold it down, you're fine.)
Tryna breathe but—
(Real men don't cry, just push through the grind.)

Every time I speak, they shut it down
Tell me to smile, can’t show a frown
So I stay quiet, play my role
A man with pressure, no control
Am I good enough? Why's it so tough?
They say don't fold, but I’ve had enough
Still I carry this weight with no sound
Just another bottled man breaking down

Paycheck gone ‘fore it hits the bank
Stress levels higher than the gas in the tank
Friends fading out, can’t afford the time
Tryna be a dad and still walk the line

Can’t talk trauma, can’t talk fear
Can’t say I’m tired or I disappear
I wanna scream—
(Stop whining, be strong, life ain't fair, move on.)
I wanna cry—
(Suck it up, you're a man, just stand and be gone.)

No therapy, no outlet, no peace
Just noise in my head that’ll never cease
Wanna talk, but I choke on pride
Swallowed my pain too long inside

Every time I speak, they shut it down
Tell me to smile, can’t show a frown
So I stay quiet, play my role
A man with pressure, no control
Am I good enough? Why's it so tough?
They say don't fold, but I’ve had enough
Still I carry this weight with no sound
Just another bottled man breaking down

Every time I speak, they shut it down
But I ain’t gonna drown without a sound
Truth’s in my tears, strength in my pain
I’m more than your mold, I’ll break the chain
Am I good enough? Maybe I am
Even if I cry, I’m still a man

You’re supposed to be a man…
(But maybe that means being human too.)

Bottled Man

Blocc Rich, Been Rich, Born Rich. I’ll let the music speak for itself