CUTTER FROM THE NORTH

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]

BLXDESMITH [@blxdesmith]