PROD. XON4L
@blospar
Lyric Video: https://youtu.be/qaFaXYEopDM?si=dicQdA0KuzmOJtbQ

LYRICS
[KOBAINE]
I dont wanna die
Memorize me on the low low
Hey arent you that guy
Smile take a little photo
Watch me fuckin fly
Is this really what i want though
You can wonder why
When your six feet in the floor yuh

I just been so high
We touch sky
But i am falling right now
I dont mean to pry
My little fly
But could you knock my lights out
If you think youre sly
Then you can try
And we can fight it right out
Hold up hold up
Wait a minute
Nothing really makes sense right now

[BLØSPAR]
Shut my eyelids, let the angel lights, seep in
Lil baddie with sum angel bites, she a demon
N im looking for the sky, falling down n asking why
i got hazards in my eyes

[KOBAINE]
I dont wanna die
Memorize me on the low low
Hey arent you that guy
Smile take a little photo
Watch me fuckin fly
Is this really what i want though
You can wonder why
When your six feet in the floor yuh

[BLØSPAR]
Let the camera roll, but ive been tryna up the rate
Heart beating out my soul when i realise my fate
I got triple crossbones i could never take a break
Half angel half demon, now thats a complicated date

neuralink i'm finna cyberpsycho
Modded up n glitching i think circuit might blow
Like that little green lizard who be tryna sell geico
Ima end up on the road praying to a light pole

[KOBAINE]
I just been so high
We touch sky
But i am falling right now
I dont mean to pry
My little fly
But could you knock my lights out
If you think youre sly
Then you can try
And we can fight it right out
Hold up hold up 
Wait a minute
Nothing really makes sense right now

ANGEL LIGHTS FT. BLØSPAR

prod @yunnygoldz

LYRICS
Chunky rick owens big steppa
If u wanna msg ima pen u up a letter
Bitch im from the ice cold coast, northern weather
True religions jeans with the motorcycle leather
On my jacket, 
boy who is you aint nothing but a has been
And your life is oh so tragic, 
ima fit you up to fashion
Ima swag wizard spitting magic
Blospar bible in my hand ima preach it to masses

Defiance up to law gon end you up in penitentiary
If science is a flaw, why the formula gon mention me 
Cry up ina ball, but im still stopping all amenities 
Lie straight to us all, and now ur dead with no integrity 

I just ordered the whole restaurant just to pick off half my plate
Ima throw it to peasants they gon think that im a saint
i just go for gold, never 2nd always first
Even if the system old, we all turn to fossil under earth

Chunky rick owens big steppa
If u wanna msg ima pen u up a letter
Bitch im from the ice cold coast, northern weather
True religions jeans with the motorcycle leather
On my jacket, 
boy who is you aint nothing but a has been
And your life is oh so tragic, 
ima fit you up to fashion
Ima swag wizard spitting magic
Blospar bible in my hand ima preach it to masses

there goes blospar on his grind
But the difference between me and you
Is i could never spy
I dont give a fuck whether im ahead or im behind
Cause ima make it to the top and beat you in the climb

Flip the page up on my book, but got an ear out for surroundings
I'm the reincarnation of the saint aint that astounding
Double up the interest now watch the stock compounding
Blospar bible watch this is how they crown kings

swag wizard [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz

LYRICS
ripped jeans, same dreams
i aint finna stop til i rest in peace
black ricks, black fit
black like the ash when i tap my spliff
Whatchu mean, i scheme
If i stop dropping just forget about me
Gaslit, gold glasses
Blospar bible lemme talk my shit

Swag wizard, cast a spell n change the time
If you stare into the mirror, nothings what youll fucking find
cause our consciousness, gets lost in it
X-ing out like twitter and now rocket ships 
lungs m losing oxygen
im pocketing, everything around me in my mental capacity, 
Every1 who challenge gonna end up dying tragically
Rappin at my pc casually
Ima 1 of 1 honestly there's no matching me
i'm the majesty 

John D. Rockefeller i got bills all in my pocket
I got charge like a usb to plug n socket
I got energy, blospar on another wave, mental supremacy
No need to hate im not tryna make more enemies

lemme talk my shit [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @whos-that-clown
LYRICS
Blospar bible listen to the way i talk
Full set of chainmail clanging when i walk
Full set of diamonds we gon glitter up my glock
Say the fortune in the vault well i pull up break the lock
Adam the way i smash her,
I'm the poet your the actor
The main pertaining factor
Im the goat and thats a fact sir
Radiating more than a nuclear reactor
N Im Spitting Straight monologue i aint need a chapter

Lemme blast off i aint need a script
Point a to point b bitch, i aint never miss
Blospar steady making hits
Ima keep spinning around the track, while you hit the pits
Get a grip, and if we talking pistols i got crystals on that shit
Ima buy a volvo just to say that i'm silently rich
Choppa like a mule the way the mfker kick
Fast and furious, but this aint no lime green eclipse
Hood ass mfker tryna tell me this a blick
Full auto shotty, blast you right into the crypt
Titanic is your fate, get you sunken like the ship
Full set of Beyblades round the chorus we gon let it rip


full set [prod. the sound clown]

prod @yunnygoldz
lyrics
You can call me a victim
Bystander at most
Im feeling the rhythm 
And Your hitting the notes
Back and forth swing around another time
heading off course and I'm not gonna live another life

One shot, all we got so baby what we tryna do
One talk, lets parle, fucked up sunday afternoon
Its gonna end like this regardless
So I dont wanna act like this if we end up departing

I dont wanna be another glimpse in your mindset
Shouldve gave some hints you had this kind of mileage
I dont wanna be, another piece of jewellery
That lays upon your neck and finally gets to see the light of day
Cause if im being honest i dont know if i could trust a word you say
Overrated, you might be hot but this is complicated
And i know the truth

You can call me a victim
Bystander at most
Im feeling the rhythm 
And Your hitting the notes
Back and forth swing around another time
heading off course and I'm not gonna live another life

One shot, all we got so baby what we tryna do
One talk, lets parle, fucked up sunday afternoon
Its gonna end like this regardless


bystander at most [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @apriltalisman
lyrics
Dont call me back, if you need to go 
If you need your time baby take it slow
I spent all my life, just to know
I fall in love too quick before the seeds can sow

Empty roads, far from city lights
Baby how you feeling are you feeling alright
12 pack in the back we can tailgate tonight
Love is like some bait on the line, waiting for the bite

Red sand beaches nova scotia west shore
Life is like a game we all tryna hit the best score
Analyzing every move like that shit was a chessboard
confident in your passion say it with your chest more

Very few will make it, and surely its not me
Im not looking for more praise or little bits of sympathy
Life goes up and down intermittently
We learn from our mistakes i aint repeating history


waiting for the bite [prod. aprilstalisman]

prod @yunnygoldz
B L O to the S P A & R 
Goofy on the beat but that dont stop a goat from spitting bars
Blospar bible speaking truth i dont ignore facts
How u finna speak like that ur girl look like a snorlax

Tryna hang with us, i slip the knot hop in the mosh pit
She go master on my balls, no time for that team rocket
Bitch im finna blast whole game up in my optics
more passion in the cut than emo bitches at hot topic

Monster energy, im up until the morning light
Brodie paying for the only fans dawg theres more to life
Blospar barring up way i pour the pint
Im the cracker of the century, come pick a fight

Revving up the lawn mower, rattle up the chainsaw
Free fucking lobotomy, buckshot blow ur brains off
Holy moley, golly gee, lord and saviour jesus christ
U could pray but even satan wouldn't save your sorry life

Run the game like a chief take a flight to kansas city
goth bitch pronouns cause im tryna she/them titties
Blospar confessions, I preach through this distortion
Hollow tips blessed, way they end ur higher portion

Caddy in the whip, got a coffin on the dashboard
Gold glasses, im the demon at the backdoor
This an srt, your shit is a rav4
Ima just doing my own thing watchu even mad for?

Tar spit, venom in my script, no repentance
tryna copy me, bitch im unique in every sentence
Hellspawn dialect, blospar vernacular 
pissed for no reason sounds like u gon need a catheter

Loyal to the music I was born from the static
Got a church full of witches and a throne in the attic
Honest to the core and all ur bars are tragic
You still couldn't hold a job if u was born bureaucratic

Bitch blospar bible and i'm gathering the magic


CRACKER OF THE CENTURY [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz
lyrics
Tryna farm the clip but he can't even reload
How much your broke ass got I'm guessing zero
Tryna talk looking like that best check ur ego
Blospar Bible turn the sidekick to the hero

Blospar on the song turn it to a banger
need scatpack 392 jeep Wrangler
Fuck a bronco, I got Mopar anger
And I'm dodging off the runaway best be finding me a hanger

I got too much on my mind to ever stop and think
Witney lemonade pour me up a shot of pink
Maybe Mix it with some monster now thanks a killer drink
I Smoked four bowls I think i might be passed the brink

Push me down, but I'll always recover
Might hit the ground, and be lost to the gutter
Still creating my sound, we only get one life
So let me talk my shit cause we don't get another

Dont matter how many plays I get in still the goat
Dropping every week, I'ma do the most
Blospar baby, pop the cork and let's toast
cause I'm the best motherfker from the Nova Scotia coast
Halifax, Irving supreme bitch smoking hella gas
Masked up looking like scream, watch this fella rap
I'm the cracker of the century that's a fkn fact
And if u in that trolley problem I ain't stopping that

I'm an innocent soul, but take no toll when I rip
First past the poll, I win the vote know where I sit
Embroidered the throne, blospar dictatorship
I'd be watching ur tone, before u end up in a ditch

Push me down, but I'll always recover
Might hit the ground, and be lost to the gutter
Still creating my sound, we only get one life
So let me talk my shit cause we don't get another

ALWAYS RECOVER [prod. yunny goldz]

prod @yunnygoldz
lyrics
Realtree shirt with a pair of truey jeans
Red as a tomato guess I forgot the Sun screen
Reel back my actions like fishing in the stream
Record a lot of music yeah I got big dreams
Fall back move forward
Life's up n down we all fight our own wars
The overarching hand tips the scale
Out of our control but we’ll still prevail

Life moves fast, hop on the freeway
Bumping in my srt listening to greenday
Im a basketcase, come N get a taste
And With how we life theres no time to waste

Hard Times harbour greater fears
Baby come close n stay right here
Halifax boardwalk on the pier 
Time will pass so shed those tears
We move fast but so does life
Consequences sacrifice
Only live once so dont think twice
we’ll find out what's wrong from right

Keep by my side you could be my piece of comfort
Likewise if ur confidence is ever under
If they dissing u ima clap back like the thunder
This the type life id dream of when i was younger

Slowly saving money not living pay to pay
School is almost over and im counting down the days
4 years down 2 more go, sounds like a lot but time aint slow
Soon today will be a long time ago


greater fears [prod. yunny goldz]

PROD  Leonidas @user-448895134
lyrics

Ive been feelin hella dope
In my own space u gon need a telescope
Blospar bible listen what this fella wrote
Whipping out the google docs and this boy finna float
My mind is a castle cast the drawbridge cross the moat
Flowing just like butter, shit too fire burn the toast
Bitch i am goat i aint really tryna boast
But i pop out anytime and im still doing the most
ill be rapping as ghost

On any beat i rock unique aint no other option
Every fuckin week yk this mother fucker dropping
Aint no plans of stopping until im chart topping
Jk even at my peak im still fine with flopping

This shit is hobby with a pinch of a dream
Thrift store shopping for some truey jeans
Baby  i got passion in my blood to my genes
Smoke another blunt, lay the plan and we gon scheme

East coast where the sea stay cold
every memory worth more than the gold
Married to the grind with the motive to hold
I might face failure but yk i never fold

Halifax clouds, where the dreams don't sleep
Only smokin loud, but the soul run deep
I got a Bowl here to pack, while focused on racks
Ain’t no map for the path, but I’m coolin with that
On my own shit making history i aint focused on math
Take a picture of me that's a historic photograph

Like baby whatchu need now
Just Got me a pen n im smokin hella weed now
How im feeling how im feelin great
The grind puts u ahead but theres guarantee to win the race
Match my pace, but honestly if u aint got the passion then ur time might be a waste
Man How i spit this, shining watch disgusting put it on a sick wrist
Grade 10 did a a kickflip, and that shit was legitness

legitness [prod. Leonidas]

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