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[Intro: blxdesmith]
You are now tuning into Hardcore Radio, home of the most evil music known to man
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[Verse 1: blxdesmith]
H-h-hold up
I gotta tell you something, pussy, better hold up
I can't restrain myself no longer so I post up
Chillin' with the blade, his shawty came around and chose up
Better than you thought, bitch, I think
That I take my weed with popper sometimes 'cause I like it
A-and fuck with baddies who don’t want me 'cause I like it
M-me and Homesoonx X 'em off the life-list
An' we won’t stop until the opposition lifeless
Bitch, I won’t stop, take ya shawty raw dog
Finna cop a choppa, load it, hear the way it pop, pop
Wipe the floor like my old haircut with these rappers, mop, mop
Luck is down but karma up so shout-out to the Mob, Mob
B-L-X-D-E-S-M-I-T-H, shit, you know I'm up
You could check the PH, yeah, my flow acidic gon' show up
I’m really kitted for this fight, got a sword and a knife
Two straps on the side, one kinda feel light
Gotta reload so it feel right (Eugh)

[Verse 2: Homesoonx]
S-s-so I'm here to let you know
Better get some fucking goals
Should've seen me at my low
Now I'm on my way to blow
And I know you fucking scared
Of the shit that I'm aware
Take advantage of your friends
Like a means to an e—
Fuck these groupie little bitch
And the clique you claim is shit
Heard you vomit and your spit
Throwing up the emesis
And I made this shit from hate
Feel it coursing in my veins
And if you don't know our name
Bitch, we Homesoonx, you ain't safe, safe
Take, take, take
Yeah, that's all you ever do
Think you mad 'cause people love me, every love you have ain't true
'Cause you know them friends is fake
If it wasn't for your fame
All them stupid little games
They'd just leave you in a grave
You'd be treated all the same, but I'm not one to fucking play
Why he posting, acting sneaky but in real life he too fake?
Why you acting tough as shit when you have to hit a bitch
When you hopped up in that pit we got you cancelled for that shit