shoutout @memoryfactory on the feature
AMV by biteki: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPqBtBqltMI
LYRIC!!!
On a quiet sunday evening, you stand on broken ground
I know you may be grieving, but there's nothing to be found
I dont know, why you come here
Waste my time, its  unclear
Things dont always make much sense
I cut our ties our dividends 

Back in time you were my friend
Actually you were more than that
You were the one i loved, and i adored you back
We were once together long ago
But things dont work out in this show
if things dont work out the first time, i doubt they work twice

[memory factory]
no worry, you found me
just hope i'm on the way
don't worry, things won't work out
this broken glass might hurt now
but not for long
tell me to please don't act like it's just a scene

broken ground ft. memory factory [prod. coka$ian]

prod @pastencounters

LYR!C
Ok im dreaming bout you, even tho you waste my time
I know what this will come to, but i'm hypnotized
Got me by the tongue, and im searching for an answer
Ur stuck inside my thoughts, your a devilish enchanter

Black eyeliner, ripped fishnets, thigh high socks and pink corset
Black nail polish, cigarettes, got my name across your chest
Black eyeliner, ripped fishnets, thigh high socks and pink corset
Black nail polish, cigarettes, got my name across your chest

Once i saw you, you had me crushing, girl i want you
She got that hello kitty backpack, and in fact, she asked my snapchat
Shawty i dont have that, heres my ig, lets not backtrack
Moving forward, making moves, i see your eyes, i see your mood.

devilish enchanter the way she looks into my eyes
She got my soul she's haunting, is this real life?
Im under full control, she got me by that spell
Im simping full time for you, baby cant you tell

Black eyeliner, ripped fishnets, thigh high socks and pink corset
Black nail polish, cigarettes, got my name across ur chest
Black eyeliner, ripped fishnets, thigh high socks and pink corset
Black nail polish, cigarettes, got my name across ur chest

i know, nothings ever perfect.
You got me by ur spell, and ill tell you that its working
I wanna see you, wanna be by your side
But if i'm being honest, i dont know how u survived
All my stupid questions, all my stupid answers
I'm self conscious, i'm a loser, and your a devilish enchanter

Black eyeliner, ripped fishnets, thigh high socks and pink corset
Black nail polish,cigarettes, she got my name across her chest
Black eyeliner, ripped fishnets, thigh high socks and pink corset
Black nail polish, cigarettes, she got my name across her chest

devilish enchanter [prod. past encounters]

yeyeheadass

LYRICs!#$$#%$#%

I aint give a fuck ive been running up n grinding
Ive been in my bag, my plays still declining
You can watch, just see where i go
And If thats somewheres, its somewheres coming slow
journeys far, roads not painted gold
And when i'm finished ill be old

I aint finna quit
Slow me down no not a bit
Yeah no duh im fuckin loser
better hide yo bitch
Yeah im coolin, why u switch
Jk i aint even care, you can get ur knees n suck my mother fuckn dick

Yeah my ego getting tall, but anxiety gon call
When i make a wrong move and back down i fall
Im subject to it all, when you call me
When You call me back and say im faulty

got alotta issues, i just shove em to the sidelines
gotta deal with em, but right nows not the right time
When you call me, and say im faulty
I aint give a fuck, ive been running up
Girl you haunt me, when you want me
Ive been grinding on my music but its taunting
I aint getting lotta plays, but u know i stay away
Girl you want me, i aint want you
I wish that was the case, we all got thoughts too
i aint really know now, im filled with indecision
I aint got a choice, so surely no precision 
When you call me, say im faulty
Anxiety gon get a grip, i'm falling
I aint give a fuck, ive been running up
Girl you haunt me, when you want me
Ive been grinding on my music but its taunting

Guess i need you, i aint really want to
I was building up my ego, now thats lost too
Look into the future, i aint got a lot to say
despite all my grinding i go down in plays
that dont matter, im happy for the real ones
If youve been by my side, we finna feel up 
Just pretend that you got money, you got hoes n that your funny
You can play pretend all you want truth is that ur nothing
Try ur hardest i aint quit, my music sucks n sounds like shit
But i aint care yeah not a bit, ill probably never make a hit
so when i cry my tears i tell myself this

idgaf [prod. saint mike]

a song about rally racing i guess lol
prod by the one and only @yunnygoldz

lyricz!

Yeah, i just think i lost my mind
Nah, grip the wheel n dot my eyes
Yeah, ive got nothing left to hide
Nah, theres nothing deep to know inside
Im just pacing through this course offroad like a rally car
My mind is like an RS200, jump ahead too far
I need to make a new plan, off to group B
Well that was cancelled you see
Im just running through my life like its a rally race
Offroad, 90 long n then a right chicane 
Spotter looking out for me, but a spotter dont fix my brain
Broke my rear suspension, land that jump but i might feel the pain
Burning thru this rubber, even in the rain
hit that blind crest flying like a hurricane 

Downtime, im fixing up my shitbox that left in pieces
Snapped coils, bent frame, only myself that i have to blame
I went off course, with no remorse and id do all again
Im just pacing through this course offroad like a rally car
My mind is like an RS200, jump ahead too far

I need to make a new plan, off to group B
Well that was cancelled you see
Im just running through my life like its a rally race
Offroad, 90 long n then a right chicane 
Spotter looking out for me, but a spotter dont fix my brain
Broke my rear suspension, land that jump but i might feel the pain
Burning thru this rubber, even in the rain
hit that blind crest flying like a hurricane

Rallycar [prod. yunny goldz]

100 CAD
prod. @fleshgolem x aless k

LYRICS
Robert borden 100’s we gon stuff into my jeans now
My aura got a forcefield so brodie put the beam down
Came to talk my talk so ima talk it til you see sound
Blospar bible lemme tell you what ur lead found

Nothing but a swag wizard smokin up a bowl n pack it
Nascar number 14 chase briscoe on my jacket 
Ima run it up til i'm fading to the background
Put my blow up on a timer baby whats the countdown

5,4,3,2,1 
We gon roll a burner as im passing to sun
Whipping out the tona, we gon give it my son
1984 turbo z, will leave ya stunned
Buffed up like the paint, i chipping in the be grain
Im like trotsky post lenin they gon crop me out the frame
But i dont really give a fuck, i just roll the dutch
We gon smoke it up, i got more tenure than my beat up converse chucks

Baby yeah im sick with rhymes
Getting chicken dinner time
Wendys combo ima need a frosty on side
Cause im ice cold freezing, but im never froze
Always on top, pen game on prose
We gon pose n take the shot, educated to the grave
And educated thoughts
Blospar bible til the day i fkn rot
How much cash i got a lot
but this music never fkn stops


robert borden 100's [prod. flesh x aless k]

prod @yunnygoldz
LYRICS
Tryna take ur chances well you better bet slow
Words might hurt and those seeds might sow
Gold bars turn to grey on death row
Lined in the land with an s o s
Never ever stopping yeah i never take a rest
Like bet, ima put this double action straight into your chest
Checkmate no chess
wanna face death, say less

pain is just an adjective for whatchu bout to feel
I mean real hurt real melancholy which don't heal
Life is always ravaging, turning like a wheel
Everybody has a folly our achilles heel

Big talk, rick walk, where my spot jigsaw
Chevy chevelle with a big block
Why u pissed off, crack ur teeth like u bit rock
Dodge caliber srt4 yeah this shits stock

Red line hauler we gon blow another gasket
Blospar the goat, well depends on whos asking
Russian roulette we gon play it with a bad bitch
One wrong bet, gotchu leavin in a casket
 
Hold on, i need more caffeine
Im talking 2,3,4 monster energys
Nah hold up we gon rep it for my team
Blospar bible sentence death to every enemy

Revive, rebooting on a new wave
Matrix bullets get to shooting like its bluray
Drop top mushroom cloud in a doomsday
this might be a living hell for me an average tuesday

Baby i might need some patience, this due diligence is killing me
Rollin up a blunt n face it, no matter what ill fulfil my dreams yeah

Black earbuds charging by my nightstand
Iphone 10 in the pocket to my right hand
Bottle flip we gon get drunk where pint lands
Stack of robert bordens in my wallet thats a light band

Talk a lot of shit, but i dont really mean that
I just do my thing, and roll out like machine tracks
Spitting out some mean tracks, smokin on vaccine pack
blospar bible where the zealots and the feens at


bet slow [prod. yunny goldz]

ft. @big_wappa &prod. @yunnygoldz
LYRICS
Running late for class so no shit ima roll the stop
Race this cobalt like its a scat gimme 15 minutes tops
Putting mileage on that baby til the engine starts to knock
Damn i love my shitbox best 2k i ever dropped
Red coupe, i aint talking nothing fancy
But boy i love my pops he always keeping that tool handy
He got a gas monkey garage shirt no chimpanzee
Fuck them name brand mechanics always tryna scam me

Real ones know im in it for the love
Blospar baby im only going up
Even if the trend is down im still creating dubs
Passion for the music is honestly enough

BIGWAPPA:
Bitch im kinda Scottish 
You can catch me in mcduff
I can’t hold my liquor 
You won’t catch me in the pub
Big Wappa Blospar
That’s my fucking dawg
Yeah, imma build a castle 
When I pop off
In the jaguar van
And we cut the top off
Pull to the strip club
Champagne ball
Bitch we fitted head to toe 
We left the saks in awe
And I turn it up everywhere i go
That’s just how I ball



15 minutes ft. bigwappa [prod. yunny goldz]

prod ryankelly x cardo
LYRICS
Things are to falling pieces see the flipside
We gon wash up like shells in the riptide
Do see you that mountain, the mountain of truth
Broken ground on the fountain, avalanche down to you
An emotional encore
Touting the wrong score
Breaking hearts is fun til the moment you lost yours
Baby thats not fair
Baby thats not right
Maybe you dont care
What an aftersight

We gon party like its 1999
2k ballin we gon pass it thru our lives
We got many memories to make
And many promises to break
Every moments often special
Pick and choose whats sentimental
To me, and to you
And truly, now do you
Love me as much as you say
Or is it faulty and bound to decay
Im tryna make this work
But baby whats it worth
If were both feeling left out and useless bottomed out and at its worst

Build back up like europe post 1945
We gon have a doctrine that we both make it out alive


flipside [prod. ryan kelly x cardo]

prod @whos-that-clown x @prodcxrter
lyrics

“Life is just a game” well why we still in it
And if lifes a battle royale, i doubt im winning
Opposition kick you down til ur finished
But my wheels keep turning im on thin ice n im spinning

Take me back another slideshow
And if we ending now i wanna end it on a highnote
If you really trust me fall back both eyes closed
Sticking to the grind til i pull up in a 5.0

Revving til the red line bounce
Packin up the ganja we gon smoke the whole ounce
Ima keep grinding til i buy a house
And i'm dropping every week so i guess we’ll find out

oh shit, this is real life
Disassociating what real fucking feel like
Whats the goal of life i fear i might find
Not some sort of fictional dream where things materialize

I got missions to complete and i aint betting on a high roll
I dont post on tiktok cuts my chance of going viral
Spin into a spiral
Memories of childhood, where the time go


slideshow [prod. the sound clown x cxrter]

ft vails @alex-thomas-fox
prod. @yunnygoldz
LYRICS
Talk alotta money, boy u got a school locker
Ima pull up crash out paul walker
I aint finna block her, i aint speaking code
This a fkn poem, im the new age chaucer

If thats a long stretch ima land the hail mary
Blospar bible preach the pilgrimage to canterbury
Put my words on tombstones in the cemetery 
Every shot back my excalibur gon parry

I need new rocks
Baby shake that bass like a boombox
Begging for attention like whos shocked?
Ur pistol a ricer and my shooter a tuned glock

u got brain or u gon give it, maybe both but i assume not
Put my rivals and my foes into graves and let they tombs rot
Every week a hit real ones listen when the tunes drop
Ive been cooking real heat fumes hot

vails:
new age chacuer
Vails a damn poet 
Rewrite the script about my shit 
Lil bitch Ima own it 
Crashing out like windows 1995 
Empty the bottles of ciroc
I stay vibing till I die 
Boy I Feel im in the wrong century 
We came from rags to riches
I done started with a minus figure
Now I’m pushing 5 digits 
Don’t really fuck with all the city boys bunch of pagans
But sometimes I feel I gotta cast a spell
Like I was the three eyed raven Brannon stark
Across the wall to the cold side
Cus im dressed in all white
With snow in my pocket we be too high
Bow chicka wow we be too high now

blospar:
Bow chicka wow wow we gon spin the gold
I got cd’s i got records you could barely even hold
Boy u think hot shit, brodie think he bold
Nova scotia east coast im born ice cold
Big shit, we kick it like its usher in the club
2010 banger ima likewise hit a dub
Everything i do always top shelf done
How many hits you lame ass got.. None

vails:
Blospar brought the bible
I’m just one of his deciplies
break the chains corrupt the cycle
We reciting without typos 
This the kinda thing you read about 
it seem to real so u have doubt
We conquer where we go
And we don’t really fucking know
Why anybody would ever 
Question the true fact that we got flow 
We don’t need glocks shit 
Release the catapults pull 
Back and clock it  
We don’t ever flop it

new age chaucer w/ vails [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz
Bat wings, baby why u summon me
Matching, lead me on killing spree
Ashes, spread em out and cover me
balance, spare me some civility

Look into my heart no hope in it,
Smoking backwoods got me choking spit
Vampire baby no reflection in the mirror when i spoke in it
Lemme toke the hit, 

Draw in, another journey for the backroads
Blospar bible empire to the castle
Tryna get a lot from me im not that slow
Own the monopoly no hasbro

We gon kick the curb to the nightstand
Pick ur parachute cause idk where i might land
Baby watch ur back, evil always in disguise
shawty lemme kiss ur neck dont even question why

Back home, in a rickshaw
I dont know what i'd do without you, suffer withdraw
My own confidence isnt without insecurity
Baby whats the reason im devil of impurity
 
Paint me up a picture, before i succumb and forfeit
Pour some blood into the mixture, splatter to the portrait


bat wings [prod. yunny goldz]

prod. @yunnygoldz
lyrics:
Things got lost and lost our hope
Second chances still got choked
Highways always stall to slows
And true love always hurts the most

Honestly im telling the truth there aint been truer words
You got to meet my nan before she passed away in luneburg

had your bunny necklace laying for months on my nightstand
Whats tonights plan? Maybe rot in bed until i conceive the right plan
2 years fall apart within your hands, fine to grain and bits of sand
Even i had the bullseye point blank i doubt my shot would land
I need help now, im craving for attention even tho im in the background
Dont come back’round, cause i dont wanna waste more time just for it all to crash down


craving for attention even tho im in the background [prod. yunny goldz]

song for my political imagery class. (i'm canadian}
prod. @yunnygoldz
LYRICS
He a mad hatter, put the words in bold and white
I dont fuck with donald but stormy daniels might
Possession of some weed could bar you up for life
But overthrow democracy and pardon you on sight

MAGA on the move, red hat and tote that slogan
Finna build the wall cause the borders wide open
You know the country’s going down hill if the best way of winning is an episode on joe rogan

We got elon for the econ of government efficiency
Tax payer money might be put to use maliciously
Slash the DEI cause there was quality deficiency 
Commit a crime in his name and he might show you some sympathy

The DJT getting it on, if Iran tryna beef he gon send in the bombs
But so did obama, so donalds not wrong, 
Killing innocent civilians America strong

Democrats really thought we’d have female president (twice)
Aint that elegant
We got guns, America first, and nothing less
Dictator zelensky, you aint got the cards put it to the press
Friendly neighbours to the north, tariff to ur chest
Mad hatters, we gon put em to the test

Man its donald trump you really that theres a team plan
He just looking for the USA in greenland
Canada , 51st state
Governor trudeau, welcome to your new birth place
Colonize the eiffel tower if he wants, Ayo france
Come a little closer to the couch of JD vance
There ain't nothing fishy just an ar in my pants
And if u dont agree ima end you like japan
Ww2, baby whats new
Im president for life whatchu gonna do
Cause u woke motherfuckers aint got guns u gonna shoot
This is military grade, you got rainbows on ur boots

Make america great again, what a presentation
Cause after your 4 years youll still be saying it with dedication
You didn't fix the country just had sex with corporations

[back2chorus]
He a mad hatter, put the words in bold and white
I dont fuck with donald but stormy daniels might
Possession of some weed could bar you up for life
But overthrow democracy and pardon you on sight

MAGA on the move, red hat and tote that slogan
Finna build the wall cause the borders wide open
You know the country’s going down hill if the best way of winning is an episode on joe rogan

We got elon for the econ of government efficiency
Tax payer money might be put to use maliciously
Slash the DEI cause there was quality deficiency 
Commit a crime in his name and he might show you some sympathy

The DJT getting it on, if Iran tryna beef he gon send in the bombs
But so did obama, so donalds not wrong, 
Killing innocent civilians America strong

MAD HATTERS [prod. yunny goldz]

disclaimer: alexander graham bell did not actually have a pokedex :(
prod @dzodigital
LYRICS
alexander graham bell i be stacking like a money tree
Ring my fkn cell up, i aint listen what you telling me
Dzo send me couple beats ima take a run at these
Nova scotia voice from the forest im like celebi

Playing pokemon heart gold, soul silver
On the mic turn to a stone cold killer
Only killing beats tho, rest just filler
Stacking up my bread like we bouta form a pillar

I got too much on my mind, and i aint ever stop to think
Ima hit the freestyle like we zambonied the rink
Bitch im finna spaz when u push me past the brink
Remington new army let that choppa sing

Gassed up, packed up, chevy spinnin circles
Blospar bible baby this is not a journal
Shoutout my disciples this religions universal
Childhood pokemon blue and i chose squirtle

alexander graham bell's pokedex [prod. DZO DIGITAL]

prod @flesh x @prodryankelly
LYRICS
Put more gold in my casket than king tut
bayonet fitted mosin, watch this thing cut
Chevy cobalt yeah i fkn bleed rust
Only thing better than that, deez nutz

Im woolly mammoth rest yall freeze up
Blospar world i dont give three fucks
Feening for the bread more than spring garden park ducks
burning fkn tires disappear into the dark dust

part time anti-hero, sideline to the plot
Sharps sniper rifle only need one shot
Like an old ass barn ur talent finna rot
Smoking witches brew, yeah im mixing up the pot

Make a movie out this shit or else itd be a crime
Only take a .22 to leave ur ass flat-lined
Ima film dead man logan paul up in his prime
Cause your heart stop beating yeah u bled out in the pines

Northeast winter, i cause cold reactions
Hit the seaboard like hurricanes detaching
I aint need to focus, ima blow up just while passin
Blospar double barrel shotty get to blastin


king tut [prod. flesh x ryan kelly]

prod. @aprilstalisman
LYRICS
swagg type shit
ima cop the bag while i swag like this
bitch i got a pocket watch, i aint needa swag my wrist
My closet bipolar way it throw these fits,

Whole catalogue make a killing
Blospar bible verse hit like penicillin 
Cure me from the virus that turn us to a villian
Someone call a plumber cause my lyrics keep spillin

Way im spilling these out
way of conversation, make a killing around
Spitting facts every sentence pillage the doubt
every new opportunity im drilling with sound

digging deeper than just the surface
If i stay lurking underground will i find a higher purpose, i got passion in my verses, mechanical with these flows if i blow lets just hope its not a circuit

blospar baby yeah i came to talk my talk
if i didnt spit my heart out, i think id prolly stop
Every step a journey, life aint an easy walk
So ima keep grinding even when im buried in my thoughts

Cause im overthinking it all
Im overthinking where the lines are drawn


swaggage [prod. aprilstalisman]

prod @yunnygoldz
LYRICS
Burnt out car flat tire on a side road
Land of suburban forests and pinecones
Looking at a pair of ricks like should i rlly buy those
Moving to another beat im in a different timezone

Backshift on the music smoking a haze
Part time working feels like working everyday
school work, combo n im feeling the decay
Grinding on the music unlikely to pay

blospar i might talk shit, but i dont mean that
Only in a kind of way where i spit  obscene facts
Baby where my keys at, im tryna whip the cobalt down to a ravine crash

B l o to the s p a & r
Tryna break out but i never got far
Blospar bible, we gon bury that in tar
And if talking we standards i set a new bar

History lesson, got a message for you
Rebels dont always end up finding the truth
Pitchforks and hammers might not leave a dent
Life moves on how was your time spent?

Burnt out loser, getting drunk in a parking lot
Night day cycle, didn't use what you were taught
School was free, but living lifes just not
Gotta have money for your basic needs and wants

No scope, ima casual
Long nights walking home on them trails, gravel
ima build my walls higher than a mother fkn castle

New pair of kicks, i need nikes, or some converse,
new pair of ricks
Bro would sell his soul just for a couple clicks
Man u not slick, blospar bible and surely ima spit

Nonsense, like bro what u watching
I be grinding on the music til the moment that i clock in
Dropping everyweek and i aint fkn stopin
Blospar Battle bus, where we dropping

History lesson, got a message for you
Rebels dont always end up finding the truth
Pitchforks and hammers might not leave a dent
Life moves on how was your time spent?


how was your time spent? [prod. yunny goldz]

white boy anthem of the summer
prod @flesh x cabber
LYRICS
Fuck a hoe until her back hurt, hit it from the rear
Polly want a cracker, whats up shawty im right here
Smokin green in the bay packing dont u fear
baby im no slacker, ive been grinding this for years
 
Make a lot music but im barely getting paid
Bitch im never slacking when theres money to be made
Life gave us lemons make a stand like lemonade
Polly want a cracker, wife beater with some braids

look up on my skin more white than the ghost busters
And if u hating me i hope you die a slow suffer
Skrting on the track just like plymouth duster
Polly want a cracker i dunno if i can trust her

I dont wanna be backstabbed leave my back scarred
Smoking on that george washington pack black tar
Where the fkn pipe i aint talkin where the rats are
I'm more whiter than the folks at nascar

Shawty whatchu want, new prada bag maybe some louis vuitton
I might be a cracker 9am mowing the lawn
Got my grandfathers gold rings i could never pawn

Drinking too much monster energies how i'm living
We all make mistakes hope some of mine can be forgiven
Ice tea sipping lipton
And Babe i wouldn't mess with a cracker on a mission

Fuck a hoe until her back hurt, hit it from the rear
Polly want a cracker, whats up shawty im right here
Smokin green in the bay packing dont u fear
baby im no slacker, ive been grinding this for years

Make a lot music but im barely getting paid
Bitch im never slacking when theres money to be made
Life gave us lemons make a stand like lemonade
Polly want a cracker, wife beater with some braids


polly want a cracker [prod. flesh x cabber]

Nefarious ft. devin's world [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz
LYRICS
Wish upon a shooting star crash land into my life
Really send me out to mars, cause my loves left on satellites

We broke up what did i do to her
Turned a perfect shawty to the red eye of jupiter
My mind of the ganja just stupid blur, crashing like a storm 
Pouring out nothing but some useless words

Too much on my mind, sip of that tonic mercury
Love is like a poison, and surely theres no curing me
Just give me some space, or show a light
I need some fkn hope, heading off this flight

Long way from home, lust is all we know
Baby dont condone, everything catastrophe. how am i supposed know
Red eye of jupiter i think that storms lost control

Speedin off light years ill be there soon
Crash landing cause a crater surface of the moon
Think im doomed, i left a nervous wreck wish i just stayed in my room

I mean ceiling fan cure me right, spinnin like my head til im out of sight
If you say im an asshole, honestly your right
Cause i dont give a fuck im selfish tonight



red eye of jupiter [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @s0ftskelet0ns

LYRICS
Shifting gears down twisting roads
Life status critical
Without love i'm miserable
Envy me and my life honestly im still pitiful
Even if i take it to the top, will i make it home

Clutch in, shift gear, gas out
Get home, smoke up, pass out
Face a mighty foe wont back down
Baby do you want this all, do you really want this all?
Pedal to the floor blast down that hall, clutch in clutch out i still stall
Clutch in, shift gear, hear me call

Brake up, neutral revvin at the light
Nova scotia winter turbo sliding ice
6k in my pocket name that price
Baby this is how i wanna live my life

Clutch in, shift gear, gas out
Get home, smoke up, pass out

Saving up money from work, buy an srt all while having tuition to spend on
Life aint great but it could be worse, i might hold a key but am i the one to depend on
I might be me, but im just background for a ten thousand piece puzzle
So dont you see? We might build up, but for all that work were still ground floor ruble


clutch in [prod. s0ftskelet0ns]

prod @yunnygoldz
Put this shit on fire Boston Tea party, I let it steep,
Turn this protest into profit, all your talk is cheap.
Rockin this ed hardy, bitch my swag on fleek
But just like pearl harbour, your bombs only hit the fleet
Not the industry, infrastructure you just let it be
So you might win the battle but the war is your defeat
We can go toe to toe but you'll get burnt testing me
Dont forget what built this country manifesting destiny

These bullets a draft you cant dodge, 
Ima hit you worse than vietnam
CIA flow. covert, but leave a mess and blame the cause
Topple kings with constitutions values from the West will call
And if we talking west might as well mention the berlin wall
Them soviets can suck my dick, communists can suck my balls
Capital my investment ima rule it all, like monopoly
Truman to my doctrine thats my policy
Headshot like a kennedy, armed up like the Cold War,
Snappin like the marshall plan i rebuild and then take more
Bomb the middle east then ask them what they building guns for
Ak47 with a drum send me out on tour 
turn ur team into a colony
Ur whole bank account a black thursday economy
Im on top like rockefeller, dont you see dichotomy
So u can take your chances with that russian roulette lottery

Reagan speech***


CIA flow [prod. yunny goldz]

prod. @yunnygoldz
LYRICS44444
Woke up about noon, thought about you
How about i go back to sleep
Nirvana in bloom, dirty bong fumes
Light me up the rest is history

I know, ive done this all before
Nothing new, lifes a revolving door
Make the same mistakes what am i moving towards
Just another dream about you

Woke up about noon, thought about you
How about i go back to sleep
Nirvana in bloom, dirty bong fumes
Light me up the rest is history

Maybe i could hit u up again, its too late
Maybe were enough as friends, thats in poor taste
I miss the times waving in my doorway
My time is just a waste when im thinking about you


ABOUT U [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @prodcxrter x @yunnygoldz
lyrics
Baby how you feeling i done lost control
I Said what i said now im driving home
I know i know, i shouldve changed my tone
It aint nobody's fault except my own 

flipped a coin and took a risk, didn't know how it would turn out
Too early too quick, we’ll find out if i learn now
Life is made upon them bridges that you burn down
Fallen from the sky, and i'm earthbound

Karma make me into the man i dont wanna be
Shove my feelings into the can, and kick my vanity
Despite that im not losing my plan, i got my family
Might disapprove where i stand, but in this manner we
Move on, and forgive, even when heated in the moment
Life may throw us curve balls we fuck up atleast we own it
that's the way i'm raised, forgiven even when we were opponents
Opinions mean a lot but in the grand scheme just components

Throw me to sharks, overboard
Tell me where to start cause im not sure
Didnt mean to break your heart, im just free to explore
Many fish in the sea but i see that shore

Baby how you feeling i done lost control
I Said what i said now im driving home
I know i know, i shouldve changed my tone
It aint nobody's fault except my own 

flipped a coin and took a risk, didn't know how it would turn out
Too early too quick, we’ll find out if i learn now
Life is made upon them bridges that you burn down
Fallen from the sky, and i'm earthbound

Keep me close, if you feel me,
But i'm not offended if you don't
Cause we all have separate lives and your own matters the most
But if i had the choice, id rather have you as a friend than as foe

In the grand scheme it doesnt matter if you heard me out
the earth still turns around, i got hope in my system, slowly burning out
Try Not to overthink but im having doubts
But how ya really feeling, not too great
I find hard to slow down and hit the brakes
Rush in too deep all it takes
Just to end up as another mistake

Baby how you feeling i done lost control
I Said what i said now im driving home
I know i know, i shouldve changed my tone
It aint nobody's fault except my own 

flipped a coin and took a risk, didn't know how it would turn out
Too early too quick, we’ll find out if i learn now
Life is made upon them bridges that you burn down
Fallen from the sky, and i'm earthbound


earthbound [prod. cxrter x yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz
lyrics
You can call me a victim
Bystander at most
Im feeling the rhythm 
And Your hitting the notes
Back and forth swing around another time
heading off course and I'm not gonna live another life

One shot, all we got so baby what we tryna do
One talk, lets parle, fucked up sunday afternoon
Its gonna end like this regardless
So I dont wanna act like this if we end up departing

I dont wanna be another glimpse in your mindset
Shouldve gave some hints you had this kind of mileage
I dont wanna be, another piece of jewellery
That lays upon your neck and finally gets to see the light of day
Cause if im being honest i dont know if i could trust a word you say
Overrated, you might be hot but this is complicated
And i know the truth

You can call me a victim
Bystander at most
Im feeling the rhythm 
And Your hitting the notes
Back and forth swing around another time
heading off course and I'm not gonna live another life

One shot, all we got so baby what we tryna do
One talk, lets parle, fucked up sunday afternoon
Its gonna end like this regardless


bystander at most [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @aprilstalisman
Do i love myself or am i thinking of the old me
I just wanna wrap around ur arms baby hold me
Im sorry that i rush into quick, every relationship that i ever get
I say im sorry too much  but i repeat those actions everytime and never let go
This herejust an echo, past to the present, im still wishing you the best tho

shouldnt get my hopes up living life on freeroam
Devil with a pretty face fallen angel evil
Roll me up a fat blunt, smokin on that diesel 
Overstimylated whats that realy mean tho

Am i doing too much, am i long overboard
I tend rush, didnt mean to ignore
What ur sayin, im tryna make this work not cause our love to start decaying


thinking of the old me [prod. aprilstalisman]

prod @apriltalisman
lyrics
Dont call me back, if you need to go 
If you need your time baby take it slow
I spent all my life, just to know
I fall in love too quick before the seeds can sow

Empty roads, far from city lights
Baby how you feeling are you feeling alright
12 pack in the back we can tailgate tonight
Love is like some bait on the line, waiting for the bite

Red sand beaches nova scotia west shore
Life is like a game we all tryna hit the best score
Analyzing every move like that shit was a chessboard
confident in your passion say it with your chest more

Very few will make it, and surely its not me
Im not looking for more praise or little bits of sympathy
Life goes up and down intermittently
We learn from our mistakes i aint repeating history


waiting for the bite [prod. aprilstalisman]

prod @yunnygoldz
B L O to the S P A & R 
Goofy on the beat but that dont stop a goat from spitting bars
Blospar bible speaking truth i dont ignore facts
How u finna speak like that ur girl look like a snorlax

Tryna hang with us, i slip the knot hop in the mosh pit
She go master on my balls, no time for that team rocket
Bitch im finna blast whole game up in my optics
more passion in the cut than emo bitches at hot topic

Monster energy, im up until the morning light
Brodie paying for the only fans dawg theres more to life
Blospar barring up way i pour the pint
Im the cracker of the century, come pick a fight

Revving up the lawn mower, rattle up the chainsaw
Free fucking lobotomy, buckshot blow ur brains off
Holy moley, golly gee, lord and saviour jesus christ
U could pray but even satan wouldn't save your sorry life

Run the game like a chief take a flight to kansas city
goth bitch pronouns cause im tryna she/them titties
Blospar confessions, I preach through this distortion
Hollow tips blessed, way they end ur higher portion

Caddy in the whip, got a coffin on the dashboard
Gold glasses, im the demon at the backdoor
This an srt, your shit is a rav4
Ima just doing my own thing watchu even mad for?

Tar spit, venom in my script, no repentance
tryna copy me, bitch im unique in every sentence
Hellspawn dialect, blospar vernacular 
pissed for no reason sounds like u gon need a catheter

Loyal to the music I was born from the static
Got a church full of witches and a throne in the attic
Honest to the core and all ur bars are tragic
You still couldn't hold a job if u was born bureaucratic

Bitch blospar bible and i'm gathering the magic


CRACKER OF THE CENTURY [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz
lyricsz

Summer day with an autumn breeze
Still wearing jeans in 30 degrees
I'd say it in fahrenheit but celsius just makes more sense to me
Blospar Bible Nova Scotia born
Shawty is a devil but I like to think of angel horns
Are you on my level, idk I'm torn
So come and waste my time I can give a little more
I got passion in my blood I don't think they understand
Unconditional love but baby wants another plan
Sending out a messenger I'll be waiting for the dove to land

My heart was filled with love now it's lights out
I hate to admit it but ur in my dreams every night now
Pull me away cut the gravity
Cause I can't stand when your mad at me

I overthink the situation, start to lose my motivation
I jump in too quick im over dedicated

Things were going good took a turn sideways
Went too fast for you but my life like is a highway
Love is an arrow straight to point
expect me to survive I'ma need another joint

I might be tweaking
Judge me how im speaking
I don't party on a Saturday I'm working every weekend
Take a step back im not sure that I'm still breathing

Summer day with an autumn breeze
Still wearing jeans in 30 degrees
I'd say it in fahrenheit but celsius just makes more sense to me
Blospar Bible Nova Scotia born
Shawty is a devil but I like to think of angel horns
Are you on my level, idk I'm torn
So come and waste my time I can give a little more
I got passion in my blood I don't think they understand
Unconditional love but baby wants another plan
Sending out a messenger I'll be waiting for the dove to land



waiting for the dove to land [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz
lyrics
Tryna farm the clip but he can't even reload
How much your broke ass got I'm guessing zero
Tryna talk looking like that best check ur ego
Blospar Bible turn the sidekick to the hero

Blospar on the song turn it to a banger
need scatpack 392 jeep Wrangler
Fuck a bronco, I got Mopar anger
And I'm dodging off the runaway best be finding me a hanger

I got too much on my mind to ever stop and think
Witney lemonade pour me up a shot of pink
Maybe Mix it with some monster now thanks a killer drink
I Smoked four bowls I think i might be passed the brink

Push me down, but I'll always recover
Might hit the ground, and be lost to the gutter
Still creating my sound, we only get one life
So let me talk my shit cause we don't get another

Dont matter how many plays I get in still the goat
Dropping every week, I'ma do the most
Blospar baby, pop the cork and let's toast
cause I'm the best motherfker from the Nova Scotia coast
Halifax, Irving supreme bitch smoking hella gas
Masked up looking like scream, watch this fella rap
I'm the cracker of the century that's a fkn fact
And if u in that trolley problem I ain't stopping that

I'm an innocent soul, but take no toll when I rip
First past the poll, I win the vote know where I sit
Embroidered the throne, blospar dictatorship
I'd be watching ur tone, before u end up in a ditch

Push me down, but I'll always recover
Might hit the ground, and be lost to the gutter
Still creating my sound, we only get one life
So let me talk my shit cause we don't get another

ALWAYS RECOVER [prod. yunny goldz]

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