THIS WHOLE TAPE WAS A W MAN TRULY MAGNIFICENT

LIMP! (PROD. SAINT URYA)

1 BLXDE 2 BLXDE (PROD. LVK x FONY WALLACE)

ALL PLATS


i be inna stu like veggies be

smokin on lettuce leaf, hm

fuck it, put em where da heavens be

if he tryna step, to me

fuck what he have, take what he got

he met his head at the end of da chop

hit em wit chemicals clean em wit mops

just like a zombie we leave em, rot

try n run, but im faster bruh

caught em lackin den i snatched em up

said he pack a couple gats inna truck 
but he was lackin cus we jacked his stuff

started smackin em for actin tuff

he just another pussy ive done dealt with before so i got me some practice yuh

dey say my flow is so magical

told em reach up fuh da sky, finna make em fly
yeah we huntin duck, uh

lil bitch wanna bite, but she isnt nice, needa tummy tuck, uh

he gon needa stick

when u step up to me i dont needa blick

dont believe it til u come n see dis shit

there aint nothin i like more than bein pissed

steady smokin on da gas im puffin crop dust

way i eat up da track, dis shit a pot luck

crazy like im off some fuckin crack, but i aint got nun

all u bitches talkin on my hits buts yall aint got one

i just like to talk my shit cus yall aint bout it

walk up in da fuck mosh dis shit is crowded

i hit my bitch right from the back and she was shoutin

u talk dat shit but u live in government housing

ROT [PROD. ME] [@1miseri]

prod: Y$57 (@karoloser)

verse 1: KiD KAMi (@xokidkami)
verse 2: Fukkit (@fukkit)
verse 3: ISSBROKIE (@issbrokie)
verse 4: Kamiyada+ (@_kamiyada)
verse 5: LXXIV (@aka_lxxiv)
verse 6: zer0xTHRASH (@zer0xthrash) 
verse 7: ARSX (@arsxlovesyou)
verse 8: 870glizzy (@870glizzy)
verse 9: Yvng MC (@theyvngmc)
verse 10: Yung Flex (@yung.flex.la.flare)
verse 11: Kidx (@soskidx)
verse 12: 238Hachimane (@238hachimane)
verse 13: 914pxpe (@pxpeisdead)

RAGNAROK w/ Kamiyada, Fukkit, 870glizzy, Kidx, ISSBROKIE, LXXIV, Yung Flex, ARSX, Yvng MC, + more

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)

PITY PARTY (FT. SNOS, KILLOMELET) [DISTURBED x MMT x MBRK]

OUT NOW ON SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/track/5fgAlRTn4BptT0poBFXvx5?si=602671e7b5b64483

LYRICS: 
Yeah, yeah, bitch I took acid with shrooms
Experimenting with the drugs in my room, got me ascending when I inhale the fumes
Because resentment, this the shit that I do, he sent his song to me it put me on snooze
I gotta be honest I wasn't amused, stop acting like you got something to prove

Bitch, me and blade coming in, we both came from the bottom
That's why we been dropping songs, and yet we still gon' be punching in
To a nine-to-five job, we just do what we gotta, don't give a fuck if you is judging it
Get my name out your mouth, don't know what I'm about pussy nigga shut up and start running it
I don't want you around if you cannot acknowledge all this work that a young nigga putting in

Huh, whoo, uh, exhale the nicotine
For a while I been stuck in between, but you niggas could never break my humility
Ha-choo, uh, flow got a cold I'm in quarantine cause I'm too sick with it
Real soon, all of my niggas been moving towards better days, I'm sticking with them like a tattoo

I'm deep in my thoughts had to open it up, I don't understand why I've been closing it off
I just cop me a gram and start rolling it up, I don't smoke with nobody I'm smoking it all
I'm always taking these pills got me throwing them up, I'm still taking them because they making me numb
To the disorders I was born with, not all my problems but that's just the short of it

Rapping till I am deceased, always going mental
I've been putting in work I can barely sleep
Drive too fast on e, pedal to the metal I can barely see, okay
I ain't tryna pay no fee, never cop a rental if the name on me, no way
We stay 10 shows deep, riding for my brothers and that's on me, all day

Yeah, yeah, bitch I took acid with shrooms
Experimenting with the drugs in my room, got me ascending when I inhale the fumes
Because resentment, this the shit that I do, he sent his song to me it put me on snooze
I gotta be honest I wasn't amused, stop acting like you got something to prove

You putting us off you a sleeper
Had to show em we ain't fuckin' round with this shit
We make yo bitch's mufuckin knees hurt
Eatin' shit on a beat, it ain't nothin to me or my buddy we blowin' the speakers

It's omin 'n blx up in this bitch
Malicious intent when im walkin' in
Got a model on deck 'n im lockin in

Like hey whatchu doin, Lil bae where you goin
Now, I wanna take you out on a date
Where I pay then I slay that cat inna day
Get paid, new fit, new whip where i'm goin now

Headin' to pass all these shitty rappers
All these shitty cappers are a stain on my image
I'm fitted when rollin up sittin' outside 'n im pondering
Shit do I even got talent, I do

This choppa gon chop chop em like a veggie
I cut out some wings for em makin' that boy fly
I promise I'll pop pop em like a bag, that corn he say got a tool he lyin
He got on a sour face like all the time, but i know that he sweet like a blueberry pie
Homie, I'ma plot homie for like years if i really gotta

Bitch I gotta to prove a point
I been stubborn like that since a little boy
Shoutout gang they my brothers forever
Boy you a pussy talkin' bout sum, if he wanna pull up he can pull up so I did

Calling bluffs what I love
Secondary to the drugs
I wanna lust on a bitch while i'm high as fuck
Rollin through in my blood wagon, yeah blx up

Yeah, yeah, bitch I took acid with shrooms
Experimenting with the drugs in my room, got me ascending when I inhale the fumes
Because resentment, this the shit that I do, he sent his song to me it put me on snooze
I gotta be honest I wasn't amused, stop acting like you got something to prove

PATIENT ZERO [w_BLXDESMITH] [PROD. SAINT URYA]

SHOUTOUT SOS FOR BEING THE GREATEST COLLECTIVE OUT THERE!!!

lyrics:

can’t trust a bitch 
with a buddy
no holly 
stay on the border 
like my name was collie 
how i’m off addy 
when it feel like molly
phone go 2 ways 
bitch come call me 
wanna keep it low 
but you geek when you saw me 
percky ol bitch 
always act on the coffee 
paste in the bank 
now that shit 
do you copy 
money like wrists 
how it’s coming in sloppy

lost my bitch 
i know she basic 
big dom big fent 
bitch i laced it 
this bitch love me 
my bitch hate it 
sos 
you girl gon rate it 

no 
i did not debate it
got where i’m at 
now they all wanna glaze it 
gang on the track 
and they all wanna play it 
got where i’m at 
now i know that i made it

HAT MAN [W/ GYOTIS X KIDx X KOKO] [PROD. 002FATAL]

Lyrics:

Fuck a riot, all my niggas steady causing havoc
Choppa on my fuckin' waist, make sure I always have it
Oh you mad I got the bag, its cause you never had it
He a bitch inside the dm's, don't wan' see what happens

Free carry get your ass blicked up, blicked up
Catch these mother fuckin' bullets to your got damn system
Stop that capping in your songs, we know you got no missiles
You a shit musician, you a pussy, get real

Notice how I'm smoking on these packs, sixty monthly listeners my nigga, you need to relax
Talk about me and my girl while you just picking up the scraps
Pussy go right to the back, cause you gon' need the help in fact
Know you a pussy, that's a stack

You got unfollowed cause I don't trust you
Acting like they made us, oh my god you stupid man, fuck
Acting like you hate me but you still a fan though
Got so much dirt on em, he gon' kick the can bro

I'm on go mode, addy give me false hope
I don't give a fuck, I'm feeling soulful
Oh he talk behind my back, I put him in a chokehold
Then its right back to the music, no olympics but all my niggas gon' go gold

Fuck a riot, all my niggas steady causing havoc
Choppa on my fuckin' waist, make sure I always have it
Oh you mad I got the bag, its cause you never had it
He a bitch inside the dm's, don't wan' see what happens

Free carry get your ass blicked up, blicked up
Catch these mother fuckin' bullets to your got damn system
Stop that capping in your songs, we know you got no missiles
You a shit musician, you a pussy, get real

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

CAUSE HAVOC (PROD. OMINVS)

ILUVSEX [PROD. ME]

Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/4VgVcfty8N3gEKE6asYIYT?si=7861f9c066fd45bd

Mark grayson, man im feelin' invincible !!!

Produced By: @e-9-beats
Vocals Mixed By: @Ominvs
Cover Art: @Ominvs

PITY PARTY (FT. SNOS, KILLOMELET) [DISTURBED x MMT x MBRK]

BLXDESMITH [@blxdesmith]

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