what if instead of blxdesmith, it was freaksmith. and instead of letting his blade swang, he let his “t h a n g” swang #lyricist

I be dealing with proclivities,
That really hinder my abilities,
I know I got more capabilities,
But I fall short and I repeat history,
What do I call forth life can be slippery,
I know I ball for the one who won victory,
I got my faith so there's no foul for the injury,
I gotta get up and go he gotta deliver me,
All of em unsaved the still like some kin to me,
All of em unnamed they fall into sin with me,
This for all my people that feel like they just epitome,
He is not done with you this is my epiphany,
I was coolin with the satanic imagery,
Backstab industry,
Underground ministry,
Now I walk a little differently,
Body in the trinity,
The devil cannot get to me,
Tell em get behind me,
Tell em, 
Tell em,
Tell em get behind me,   
Tell em get behind me,
Tell em, 
Tell em,
Tell em get behind me,   
Tell em get behind me,
Tell em,
Tell em,
Tell em get behind me
Ima see you when I get there,
hell nah hell nah yall know where to find me,
Adonai callin up on yo name,
Please help me convey what I gotta say,
This apple don't taste that good anyway,
Anyway I been feelin some type of way,
My free will is a funny thing I still try to do all of this my way,
I know there's power inside yo name,
And these principalities they feel the same,
Andale,
Andale,
Release the prophecy,
Soon as you can we got world wide hypocrisy,
Black Rock and Vanguard they own all the company's,
Shut down the country cause they want some money we,
Sodom and Gomorrah be thinkin its funny,
Lovers of ourselves like needles to junky's,
They say this an accident we all just monkeys,
Yo faith in a theory and mandated studies,
I'm tellin em,
Tell em get behind me,
Tell em, 
Tell em,
Tell em get behind me,   
Tell em get behind me,
Tell em, 
Tell em,
Tell em get behind me,   
Tell em get behind me,
Tell em,
Tell em,
Tell em get behind me
Ima see you when I get there,
hell nah hell nah yall know where to find me.

TELL EM GET BEHIND ME

TELL EM GET BEHIND ME (PROD. T7)

lyrics:

bitch you better step back 
for you end up w a stab wound  
you can bet that 
blx he got a spare tool 
if the first snap 
when yo bitch come out the bed room 
do not look back 
bitch i might seem like dog, maybe cuz i am 

he seemed like a big baby huh, maybe cuz he ran 
said he could but still folded huh, maybe cuz he can’t 
fuck around i might jus call the gang n 556 the chant 
youd be lucky if we let you come around  n catch a glance 

i don’t want her less she got the pink hair, n a mazda
B L X U P i’m here to simply get my bands up 
i don’t pay no mind to stupid playa shit it’s cancer 
man i hate these people in my town they all sum fiends 

wander round that bitch 4 deep tho 
im taking bitches left n right n make em deepthroat
i ain tryna tell you that you don’t know how to smoke 
but if you ain even out here coughing what’s the point

STAB WOUND (PROD. RULZ ON)

OUT ON SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/track/4smcxb8TFPfNvuLUxJ4iHp

bout my money ion play, that's the shit im tryna make. 

Produced By: O2N
Vocals Mixed By: @ominvs
Cover Art: @ominvs

VERRUCKT [PROD. O2N]

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LYRICS: https://genius.com/Moonluvsluna-ur-shooting-blanks-3-lyrics

PRODS IN ORDER
dorklopper
gxnfire x luna
e9 beats

UR SHOOTING BLANKS 3 (PROD. DORKLOPPER X GXNFIRE X E9)

Cacity - CROCODILE

Out now on spotify! - https://open.spotify.com/track/48XqVvJdV6Sc8kaupxVM1B?si=4563829dd45d456f
Lyrics:

Empty bottles inside of my cabinet 
I promise I won’t die from all these bad habits
I been through so much shit you could never imagine
I’m stunting hard because before I never had shit

Mama raised us from the humble beginnings 
I gotta repay her while making a living
I trauma dump just to go make me a killing
That’s why im focused tryna save up the winnings

This pen and paper finna help me go get it
I know the bad habits draggin me I can’t give in
I mix and master till my eardrums start ringing
Just so you can hear me admit it, admit this

I know I fucked up, I feel it in my bones that shit hurtin’ my soul 
I know I’m so wrong, admit it on my own say somethin’ I don’t know
I know, yeah, I know, I’m a damn psycho
Maybe this is my low

Empty bottles inside of my cabinet 
I promise I won’t die from all these bad habits
I been through so much shit you could never imagine
I’m stunting hard because before I never had shit

Doing this shit for my mom
So fuck what a pussy been sayin’ about me, still I’m gon’ aim for the top
I’m tryna right all these wrongs, while I’m still tryna stand so tall
I’m working too hard so don’t hit my phone
Don’t know why I am this way, but I am this way and it’s not my fault

Therapy sessions been getting harder cause
I got so much baggage to unpack
Especially when I still expect my departure
But we both know that I need help and that’s a damn fact

I’m trying hard, still tryna undo all the pain I gave you, all the harm
I did this to myself so please don’t give me your regards
I’m taking initiative now, I’m sick of this facade
So sick of this facade

Empty bottles inside of my cabinet 
I promise I won’t die from all these bad habits
I been through so much shit you could never imagine
I’m stunting hard because before I never had shit

I need help, are you even listening to me
I need help, listen, why aren’t you listening to me
I need help, quiet, they’re screaming
I need help, I need help, I need help

I don’t think these fuckers understand
I hit the dougie on your grave if you really wanna dance
Keep that talking up and your ass won’t pick up your mans
I shoot that fucker down cause money talks in high demand

Oh he think he tough, he thinks he really won’t catch these hands
Oh he getting buff, now you a bigger target for this M1 Garand
They know Ominvs inside the booth, he smoking seven grams
Only people inside of my circle is my seven friends

Know I choke a pussy till they purple till they almost dead
Niggas praying on me they just can’t get off my fucking dick
Running to the money tryna move momma out the fucking crib
That’s the only reason I’ve been dealing with this bullshit

Got too many problems, way too many empty bottles
Way too many cigarettes inside my body, I might quit tomorrow
I might quit these drugs but if I don’t, who gon’ bury me hollow
Turned that girl into a narcissist, she don’t think I’m filled with sorrow 

I did this to myself, I know I fucked up
I admit it to myself every damn day
Losing sleep for the past is the worst pain
Tell me something that I don’t know about my own brain

Hello my lord I need your saving
I know they praying the worst on my dreams
I know they hope that I die in my sleep
I know you won’t settle till I’m deceased

I pray to God you don’t send me to hell
Can’t you see that I’ve been trying to help
Really don’t know when this train got derailed
Everyday struggle to try but I fail

Fail, Fail, Fail
Fail, Fail, Fail, Fail
Fail, Fail, Fail, Fail
Fail, Fail, Fail, Fail

Produced By: @Ominvs
Vocals Mixed By: @Ominvs
Cover Art: @Ominvs

TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW [PROD. OMINVS]

REZXREKT X TøNEJUSTDIED - EUGH! [PROD. SCARLET PAINTER]

Out on all platforms
Music Video : https://youtu.be/9vInL-oMlsw?si=HG5cbcSYb5_Stn0J

EVERYWHERE BUT HERE (PROD. NXTTY)

BLXDESMITH [@blxdesmith]

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