I'm Not Leaving by smokethatdank

Im going all the way .mp3

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Revival Not Survival

🔥 WARNING: THIS IS NOT A DRILL 🔥

This is the anthem of your chaos unraveling. A cinematic, alternative rock + hip-hop juggernaut that will:

Drop bars so hot, your lies might spontaneously combust.

Hit harder than unpaid karma invoices.

Turn every fake flex you’ve ever posted into cinematic dust.

Side effects may include: uncontrollable head-nodding, existential side-eye, and severe truth-induced PTSD. Proceed only if you can handle personal history being obliterated in 4/4 time.

Coming soon to your headphones: the reckoning.

I want you to pause and remember, what I did for you, you could never have done for me. You still don’t have the capacity. While you brag today and chase praises, Yet...you still don't have the capacity, I moved in silence and did for you what no one else could. I didn’t question you, I didn’t hesitate, I acted before you even finished speaking. Your little friends couldn’t help you. You had no means, you were afraid, but God used me to lift you. I brought you to Jesus.

And now, you turn around to tarnish my name? To destroy the same hand that helped you? Be warned you’re not hurting me, you’re digging your own grave.

This is your final warning. Leave me alone.

[Intro]
Yeah….
I ain’t doin’ this for clout.
I’m doin’ this so you shut your mouth.
You know who you are…..
Now listen close.

[Verse 1]
You lived in my house, ate from my plate,
Now you online telling lies
You forgot who gave you the key,
Now you tryna rewrite history.

Braggin’ “I’m rich” girl please,
You still owe grace, pay your debts.
Remember your case, three letters deep?
I pulled you out when you couldn’t eat.

Fake bags, fake brands, fake pearls,
Still the same mess under new curls.
I kept quiet now I reload,
Every bar I spit, another truth explodes.

[Pre-Chorus]
You keep draggin’ my name through your dirt parade,
Every lie you post just digs your grave.
Every curse you throw just hits your face,
And the shovel? That’s your hate.

[Chorus]
Leave me alone…leave me alone
Stop talking about me…,stop callin’ my name
You know what you’ve done, you know what you’ve said,
You’re playin’ with fire you are trying to start a fire
no firemen can put out.

Leave me alone… leave me alone
Stop talking about me.. I didn't do jack to you.. 
Your jealousy, hate and chaotic demons are just pissed I brought you Jesus.. 
Now you need to go for a deliverance.

[Verse 2]
Remember that night you almost died?
On my couch
Drunk, OD’d, and still you lied.
Now you post quotes like you high class
But we all remember your past.

Talk like money, walk like broke,
Your “rich girl” act’s a secondhand joke.
You said I hurt you, nah, that’s guilt,
I only echoed what you said, I only said what you told me

Mirror, mirror, can’t hide the shame,
You painted lies, but forgot your name.
You ain’t royal, you counterfeit,
And your karma invoice just got writ.

[Bridge]
You forgot who fed you,
You forgot that roof.
You forgot the bills?
You forgot your roots,
Now you fake the proof.
You throwin’ stones at glass you can’t afford 
But every crack whispers You’ve been warned!!

[Final Chorus]
Leave me alone…leave me alone
Stop draggin’ my name through your dirty show.
You know who you are, I don’t gotta say,
Keep talkin’.....watch truth decay.

Leave me alone…leave me alone
Stop stalkin’ my throne.
You bought your casket now climb inside,
You did this yourself, I just stepped aside.

[Outro]
Yeah…..
No names.
Truth don’t need names.
You know what this is.
Now leave me alone.
Good night.

Leave Me Alone

[Verse]
Late summer
We were vibin' like we were meant to be together
Whole summer
It's like I found my friend and my lover
Then September
Came with that back to school remember
And we wasn't the same
And I wanna place the blame on me
You did the best you could with the card you were dealt
You see
It just wasn't meant to be

[Chorus]
They say if you love something
Let it go
And if it comes back you already know
Say ya
Ain't this what you been waiting for
Simply complicated
We reached our expiration
Baby
Such a delicate creation
Baby
Simply complicated
We reached our expiration
Baby
Such a delicate creation
Baby

[Post Chorus]
Say ya( see ya)
Say ya
Say ya (see ya)

[Bridge]
We were falling for the right reason
(Hurting for the wrong reason)
Falling for the right reason
(Hurting for the wrong reason)
Falling for the right reason
(Hurting for the wrong reason)
Falling for the right reason
Falling for the right reason

[Verse 2]
It was too good to be true
Baby
Tried to catch a fallin' star
That's the sum of who you are
When the moon and the stars begin to cry
And the sun and its sky cannot ask "Why?"
Well
You know it was time
And when we're laying in each other's arms
And feeling all nostalgic
Our hearts
They try to understand it
But our minds
They try to manage
I said our minds
They try to manage

[Chorus]
It's like I was addicted to too much
And it always ended in disaster
You know we both know what's better
(And I know it will soon get better)
And when our future kids ask us
(Was it worth it?)
We know you and I fell for the right reason
(Fell for the right reason)
And hurting for the wrong reason
Fell for the right reason
And hurting for the wrong reason
(We know you and me)
Fell for the right reason
End up hurting for the wrong reason
Fell for the right reason

[Outro]
Said
This one's for the late ones
In the value of yours
Say
(We know that you and me)
Fell for the right reason
We fell for the right person
Maybe just a wrong season?
Too much love
Too, too soon
Simply complicated
(Simply complicated)

Simply Complicated

https://soundcloud.com/tha-real-shogun-beats
"Money Ain’t a Object" is Goblyn at his most venomous — a ruthless dismantling of the illusion that wealth means worth. Over a grimy, soul-cutting beat from The Real Shogun, Goblyn spits raw truths straight from the abyss: money can’t buy peace, pride, or the soul he sold off piece by piece.

This is survival rap with a haunted pulse. Gritty bars, dark metaphors, and a voice that drips pain over profit. Whether it’s about street hunger, fake flexin’, or bloodstained ambition — Goblyn don’t rap for clout, he raps for ghosts.

Cold. Bold. Broken. Paid in scars.

Money aint an Object

We don't gotta talk about the past tonight
Just keep it low, keep it out of sight
Pour another glass, watch the city below
Movin' too fast, takin' it slow
Yeah, you know how I like it when you look that way
Got a thousand things that we never say
Just body language, heavy and deep
Secrets we sow, secrets we keep

Penthouse Views

(Intro)
​Yeah, we all gotta learn the hard way sometimes, check it, listen close.

​(Verse 1)
​The most valuable lesson that I ever earned, came from bridges I burned and the tables that turned, never let a flawed soul take the wheel or the stern, claiming ownership of minutes that will never return, see power corrupts and it turns absolute, when the passion fades out and the point becomes moot, it's crystal clear, a diamond they loot, control over time is the forbidden fruit, don't let 'em hold the clock, don't let 'em pick the lock, cause when the pressure drops heavy they go into shock.

​(Pre-Chorus)
​Dark hearts show a face when the trouble arrives, see the real compassion fade in their desperate eyes, when they're nowhere to be found and the loyalty dies, fair-weather friends vanish like smoke in the skies.

​(Chorus)
Gone like magic, tragic, quick as a vapor, only showed up for the clout or the paper, when you got nothing left, no favor to labor, watch 'em switch up the flavor.
​
​(Verse 2)
​Being pushed and prodded, taken by a whim, that's a recipe for turmoil when the chances are slim, caused by people standing close but their morals are dim, when the chips are down, watch the light refuse to brim, it's so easy to forget, freely given respect, kindness never got returned just a bouncing check, rooms full of strangers when the money's on deck, but when hard times come, they gone in a sec, like a ghost in the machine, wiping the slate clean, when the well runs dry, you see what I mean.

​(Bridge)
​You'll know who to trust when the dust finally settles, when the wheels fall off and you're ridin' on the metal, too much power over life, too much care in wrong hands, is a mistake you won't make twice in these shifting sands, gotta stand on your own, king of your own throne, never loan out your soul, keep a seed unsown.
​
​(Pre-Chorus)
​Dark hearts show a face when the trouble arrives, see the real compassion fade in their desperate eyes, when they're nowhere to be found and the loyalty dies, fair-weather friends vanish like smoke in the skies.

​(Chorus)
Gone like magic, tragic, quick as a vapor, only showed up for the clout or the paper, when you got nothing left, no favor to labor, watch 'em switch up the flavor.

​(Outro)
​Yeah, a mistake you shouldn't make twice, keep your circle tight, keep your vision clear, watch 'em turn to vapor, watch 'em disappear, peace..

Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2025


Gone Like Magic

Try it Now!
Reidmoto: ALL

[Verse 1]

Outside the Pep Boys, watching cars break down,
I’d spot the panic spreading clear across the town.
Said, “Triple-A mechanic—what seems to be the issue?”
Wiggled random hoses like I had an official tissue.

[Pre-chorus]

“Try it now,” I’d say with a confident grin,
Like I had a magic switch wired deep within.
Engines caught fire like a blessing from above,
People stared at me shocked, full of faith and love.

[Chorus]

They breathed a sigh of relief
Like I’d parted the Red Sea,
Tipped me at least twenty
And looked sheepish and cheap.

Often offered me more,
And I kept silent and ignored.
Always did the trick—
Their guilt increased my score.

[Verse 2]

Wore a gray-blue shirt with a name patch sewn,
Didn’t match my name—but the con had grown.
Looked the part officially, hustle running smooth,
Credibility was money, doubled every move.

[Pre-chorus]

“Try it now,” I’d whisper like a saint on the grind,
Even though I didn’t know a spark plug from a brine.
Half the cars came roaring back from the dead,
Folks thanking me like I healed what the devil misled.

[Chorus]

They breathed a sigh of relief
Like I’d parted the Red Sea,
Tipped me at least twenty
And looked sheepish and cheap.

Often offered me more,
And I kept silent and ignored.
Always did the trick—
Their guilt increased my score.

[Verse 3]

Had a motel view so I could watch the flow,
Picked the perfect moment when the engines said “no.”
Most days made twenties, but some people didn’t play—
They gave me C-notes—man, that made my day.

[Pre-chorus]

“Try it now,” and miracles moved in the air,
Their hope, my hustle—what a beautiful pair.
Every time a car turned over, my pockets got fat,
A con with a smile—imagine that.

[Chorus]

They breathed a sigh of relief
Like I’d parted the Red Sea,
Tipped me at least twenty
And looked sheepish and cheap.

Often offered me more,
And I kept silent and ignored.
Always did the trick—
Their guilt increased my score.

[Outro]

Jiggled a hose or two, then vanished on cue—
Try it now… try it now…
Worked every time,
And they never knew.

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TITLE: WORDSMITH CROMULENT
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LYRICS:
(Verse 1)
Mindscape melting in a thoughtquake
Dreamdust coating every heartbreak
Fantasphere swirling in my hand
Wordstorm brewing
Do you understand

(Pre-chorus)
I see the glow
A lingual spark
A fusion born
Igniting dark

(Chorus)
Neonwords shining
Feel the twist
Brainbow colors
Can’t resist
Lexivibe grooving in my chest
Speakvolution
We’re obsessed

(Verse 2)
Solosync when our minds collide
Echochords in the tongue-tide
Timequake bending how we feel
Every soundbyte spinning real

(Pre-chorus)
I hear the hum
A phonetic sway
Morphospeak lights the way

(Chorus)
Neonwords shining
Feel the twist
Brainbow colors
Can’t resist
Lexivibe grooving in my chest
Speakvolution 
We’re obsessed

Colorful Words For Everyone's Fun

Wordsmith Cromulent

IGNORANCE feeds off drama & lies —
we feed the TRUTH through sound.

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