BITCH I’M THE CUTTER FROM THE NORTH WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT IT

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HE DA CUTTA FROM DA NORTH WHATCHA KNOW ABOUT IT

blx a better canadian rapper than drake fr

i’m back in it n i still got a limp 
savage in it ima mufuckin pimp
it’s a good year me for like a mufucking blimp 
pack comin n the bro make it flip 

where the prize ima get at?
revise any ties that i got n we innat 
where the fye n a guy worth dyin for the ched at
you lookin right at em but i won’t look back 

lock eyes w a bitch below me like that no sir 
n i must infer 
you might damn well burn 
from the words i spit n hurl at you bitch
a world couldn’t fit the hate i got for you n ya kin 

i hate on too many my writing won’t cut it i need me the genpop doc for the hitlist
blx flow is too crazy it’s droppin these rappers like flies they wonder who did this 

one in a milly i know that i’m pretty but no i would never get paid to dress up 
cuz my style i prefer is w ratty ass cloth on my back while i’m screaming out blx up!

walk walk
left w a limp n i still came back 
was gone for a bit n yall started that talkin i started that barkin walk down w a mac

apple
turn that boy to sauce 
end him w a loss 
shit know i hadda boss up on a bitch 
hoe got my name charged what is tho
made a crystal out his skin 

when i fried him up 
cook him up on a grill 
crowd jumpin ya they swarming like krill 
n that’s right ima kill 
any body who thinkin they real
ima steal me a life 

how you gon follow me 
if you don’t wanna talk w me 
think you ever on top a me then you wack 
wanna focus on the money n properly 
till the shit is a part a me 
a monopoly a money where it at 

n his neck collapse 
when i swing the axe 
i wanna cut him till he rollin down a curb side dead
w class i wax him up n down like i work w glass 
n gather all his parts in a walmart bag 

bitch i’m lookin for you where you at where you at 
i don’t care whatchu bang whatchu bang
i don’t care who you hang w or whatchu you do 
i got these rounds n im lettin em spray 

aye
fate isn’t somn you dodge 
its somn you face 
you can’t take that i suggest you evade
me for now 
n ever 
i’m takin yo bitch right now forever

LIMP! [PT. 3] (PROD. SAINT URYA)

LYRICS:
i got her freezing up 
fuck w a man like me it’ll do that to ya 
don’t matter where i cut 
itll only take one time but the name ain pouya

bitch it’s blx up 
don’t forget that name cuz you must
remember me when i’m up there chillin fuck what he do i stay up 

bitch i been away 
floatin in another way 
bitch i’m feelin the 
spiritual energy 

flowing thru my veins 
i don’t fuck w anything 
trsut i cant spell trust i don’t know what what that thang

is n the drugs don’t work but the blood do so i run it up 
like i said before i don’t care what part that i cut 
666 n a brand new witch who in all black takin all my nut 

bitch like what 
goodbye 
you failed 
you tried
go cry 

lil baby bitch

michael made it so you know it’s hot
cruising w my baby thru the motherfuckin clock 
take this dick or take a seat n lemme show you how to top 
i ain een gotta show that bitch she clearly been around the block 

coloured hair n black attire what i like a bitch to rock 
if she ain interested in knives or violence i refuse to talk 

tap in w me bitch i’m hot 
flowin like i’m not from this rock 
another planet 
big shot but you understand it 
my talent won’t go to waste

KILLING SPREE (PROD. MMT)

prod VLCHEMI$T :3 (im gatekeeping so its not but it is shut up)

words (ik lyrics fuck u) :
> slide onna nigga like a skate park
u could lose yo
u could lose ur body partz
we ran out of gas, so we gon chemical crash
and she said that im lost, i alr knew that

bitch im snakeslutz, u alr knew that
yo bitch is a shirt, way she give the crewneck
fuckboy bitch
make a nigga 2-step
and why tf it smell like some1 dyin in here ?

she told me to watch
xo let it pop
xo robocop
xoxo x but its still fuck the cops
she could give me head nd have like all her friends watch
and ill fuck up the meds and ill still be alive

bitch im not real and ive never beeeeeen
hc23 hypervigilannnttt
yeah
pop ngaz like ritalin
she gon tap out, but im not even finished yet

tap out
i could body 3 ngaz im not even maxed out
wrd to bro, ima cannibal nga no mad cow
tool up in da bag, make a bitch sit down

um yo bitch gotta knife kink :3 i got her to vibrate
and bitch i ain scared nga u kno where 2 find me
nd we @ top golf, she gon take her top off
nd i dont use lube nga, i use hot sauce

bitch im snakeslutz, u alr knew that
yo bitch is a shirt, way she give the crewneck
fuckboy bitch
make a nigga 2-step
and why tf it smell like some1 dyin in here ?

bitch im snakeslutz, u alr knew that
yo bitch is a gun, we spin her like roulette
fuckboy bitch
make a nigga 2-step
and ion even like her, i nut up in her hair bish

i am a surgeon (x8)
yea u kno i put in work (yah yah)
dat bitch fna eat me lika dessert
(she gon give me) she gon gimme head @ church
aint talkin sprite
but ill make a bish 
piss her pants :3

all plats >//<

TAPOUT ☆

lyrics:
fuckin w me i’m like that 
don’t test bro i got a degree in my cash
n i’m bouta let you know that i’m planning to fight back 
if you diss on the crew like fuck it i might clash 

might pass on the slow im willing to kill fast 
teach my class a thing about my dance 
i slaughter w a smile like fuck it i might prance 
you can tell that i run the rap by my stance 

lil bitch i’m a weapon maker im the mufucking blxdesmith all you wack rappers better pick up the pace 
versatility a lie they saying they got it they rapping the same damn way  

n i tighten my circle like corset 
bashfortheworld got the ps in chevy i bet 
one lil bounty on ya head gon do it they’ll cash that kill at the penny i set 

n you plan to recover 
i’ll prevent that n it’s word to yo mother
thru the vent i enter in w no noise i seek you out, make you gobble the cutter 

like what i’m always saying moving fast when the bag comin or the pack, im sliding like butter 
laser journey thru the galaxy right to my palace im ruling this shit cuz i wanna

tagging a bunch
a the bad bad ones
backpack in the trunk 
w a gun
n i’m back w a ton 
match that if you want 
pack that in the front
w the rest a the metal 

shoutout to karma n locke, im brawling w infinite stocks, you delicate soft like a petal 
i cannot leave until i see the air stop hitting the surface i wait for the water to settle 

numero 20 you know if i see you i’m wrapping it up 
you can stop holding it back i know you ain about it lil homie you capping it up

sit still when i carve 
bleed from the crib to the car 
bleed from the whip to the marsh 
missing the part where i care for a bitch who cry oh it hurts then why did you start?

aye

alert alert 
he off a perc n think he’ll win against the sword man what a shame 
alert alert it’s getting worse i need to burn a man or i’ll die what a pain

up in the sky w the clouds like crane
all in my head gotta fight this pain 
hide it away w the drugs i take but still i breathe thru the mask like bane 

fuck 
sadly i woke up again w my weed jar empty n nothin to eat 
fuck
turn on my pc n i get knee deep into a track, ya i need a beat 

uh damn
i had a flow for a second i fucked it up 
caught it cuz i am the goat as fuck 
you don’t what way that im goin it’s up

THE SWORDMAN (PROD. SAINT URYA)

Lyrics:

(hook)
intimidated by my essence
bitch i swing when i step like it’s tekken
no recollection of me when i step in 
fuck MK raiden , im the god of tempest 
not in the klan but i slide with a hood
only come out at night like my first name was suge
you tryna match with me, like bro, really, whats good
the things i can do are thing you never could

(verse)
kami on top, these little cuddys beneath me
laughing my way to the bank bitch i’m cheif keef
brand new thot every week tryna eat me
internet talking don’t work, choppa delete
to make sure you dead , ima follow the paramedics
lil bitch i’m giving you permanent anesthetics
these lil weirdo rappers are an epidemic
you just fucked in the head, boy it’s not aesthetic
rip to shani you memory will live with me
made me stronger, the days that i was feeling weak
ima make sure that koda knows his dads a goat
and make sure those that speak on you end up deceased 
yea my choppa must have a PHD cus like a doctor, bullets give ‘em a check up
i put her name in my phone as professor xavier cus she only good from the neck up

(hook)
intimidated by my essence
bitch i swing when i step like it’s tekken
no recollection of me when i step in 
fuck MK raiden , im the god of tempest 
not in the klan but i slide with a hood
only come out at night like my first name was suge
you tryna match with me, like bro, really, whats good
the things i can do are thing you never could

(verse)
Tic-tac choppa go through ya' toe
if you fucking with my crew , im sliding on yo block with pope
oh no, fuck it im ready to go 
ima put this fucking glock 19, gen 5 right in yo throat 
boy yo musics that shit that no one likes
ima turn yo fucking block to columbine
is this really what you want, you can’t rewind
and once again it’s rest in peace shanikai

iNTiMiDATiON w/ SHANIKAI

CUTTER FROM THE NORTH (PROD. ZYLLER)

DUMBER THAN I THOUGHT (FT. SSJ DAKI) [LVK x MMT]

DOWN TO THE ROACH (PROD. DISTURBED x DANNY)

SUMLIGHT Ft KiD KAMi, KIDx, Dua1Sh0ck, Miind, 2kPollo and Kyruti (Prod HotWingsCola)

BACK IN THIS BITCH HAHAHAHAHAHA!

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LYRICS:
IM ONE OF THE BEST NIGGA
IM ONE OF THE BEST THAT COULD EVER DO
NO S ON MY CHEST NIGGA
NO S ON MY CHEST I CANT SAVE A FOOL

I CANT SAVE A BITCH, I CANT SAVE A HO
BEGGIN FOR THE DICK, HIT IT ONCE N GO
IF THAT BOY THINK HE SLICK, PUT HIM IN THE FLOOR
BANGING WITH A STICK A STICK, KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR

UGH UGH, RUN IT BACK
THINK YOU TOUGH? 
WHO THE FUCK IS YOU RUNNIN AT?
CHOPPA POKE AND ITS PUSHIN YOUR STOMACH BACK
IF ITS LESSER THEN I CANT HAVE NONE OF THAT

KNOW A LOT WOULD JUST TO HAVE MY ROLE
BUSSIN OFF PILLS JUST TO BITE MY SMOKE
BREAK A NIGGA DOWN NOW HIS HEIGHTS 5'4
YOU NEED GLASSES NIGGAS, WHY YOUR HO AN EYESORE

THEY AINT CATCHIN SHIT
RETURN BY DEATH HOW THEY WANT ME TO REREUN IT
DICK TOO BIG, WELL I TELL HER TO LEAN ON IT
MUSIC BE SHITTY, TELL YOUR NIGGAS BE HONEST

I WOULD RATHER BE CHILLIN WITH BILL & MANDY
CREEP AT NIGHT WITH A STICK LIKE A VIGILANTE 
FUCK YOUR BITCH, HAVE HER QUIVERING DOWN TO PANTIES
SHE GON SUCK IT LIKE LOLIPOP FUCKIN CANDY

OK OK OK OK, THATS ENOUGH OF THAT

MONEY DANCE, I HIT THE FOLKS
BALLIN, LAY IT COAST TO COAST
NIGGAS SAY I DO THE MOST
MAKE A BANGER THEN I POST

POP EM UP THEN GONE LIKE GHOST
MONEY FALLIN, POCKETS BOAST
SPIT LIKE NERDY, ITS TOO GROSS
HOW I DO IT, I DONT KNOW

LIKE A BLIZZARD IM TOO COLD
GETTIN ICKY RUNNY NOSE
MUSCLE MUSCLE WHAT I TOTE
HOW WE KICK IT, TAEKWONDO

SPITTIN WORDS UP LIKE I CHOKED
CHOPPA JUMPIN LIKE ITS STOKED
TURNED TO NOTHIN, HE GET ROAST
KARMA COMIN
THATS GANG

YOU NOT IN MY RECOLLECTION
NIGGAS BITING MY FLOWS, LEAVE ME ANOREXIC 
IF HE FUCK WITH THE MOB BEAT HIM DOWN LIKE TEKKEN
LEMME EAT, FEEL LIKE RALPH HOW IM GONNA WRECK IT

YOU CANT STOP ME I POWER ON THROUGH THE WRECKAGE 
ONLY FUCKIN WITH MONEY LIKE ITS A FETISH
IF ITS DOUGH ON HIS HEAD THEN I GO AND GET IT
TAKE HIM OFF OF THIS EARTH NO ANOTHER SECOND 
EUGH

~~~

I PUT 3 TO HIS HEAD LIKE HER CHANCE
MIX THE NIKE WITH TOMMY, FUSION DANCE
MAKE HIM SHAKE LIKE ANTS UP IN HIS PANTS

FEEL LIKE PICO, HE GET BLAMMED
ON FRIDAY FUNKIN ON YOUR MA'AM
SHE TAKE THE BONE, I FEEL LIKE SANS
LIKE IM A STUDENT IMMA CRAM

MAKE HIS LIMBS POP OFF LIKE A SKELETON
ROLLS ROYCE ALL BLACK, FULL OF MELANIN 
RIDIN WITH THE ARMY, ONLY MEN IN IT
KNOW I KEEP MY HEATER HAND HOT, ONLY HELL TO GIVE

CUTTER FROM THE NORTH (PROD. ZYLLER)

BLXDESMITH [@blxdesmith]

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