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Directed by @Earl Stan 
Written by @Earl Stan and @UNAVERAGE GANG 
Shot by @kidmoga
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Earl Stan - World Is Over Ft. Unaverage Gang

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

I pull up on the murder scene bitch, I’m your nightmare
Im cutting deep and leave you bleeding, we don’t fight fair
I’m with my demons and we feening so just be aware
I’m Posted up inside the mortuary, fuck your god say your prayers
I pull up on the murder scene bitch, I’m your nightmare
Im cutting deep and leave you bleeding, we don’t fight fair
I’m with my demons and we feening so just be aware
I’m Posted up inside the mortuary, fuck your god say your prayers

[T.R.I.P.]

Riding with that blicky
smoking on that sticky
Only killas riding with me
Yo bitch keep saying, please put it in me
I’m insane
Put in work I need a raise
Unaverage Gang you know the name
Always repping till my grave 

I’m with my wolf pack
Running through these rappers like a running back
UAV up in the 4th yea we coming back
Running and gunnin, you ready to die?
Sick of these pussies just wasting my time
Ripping and gripping she jerking my nine 
Fuckin it up  bitch I’m done being nice 

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

I pull up on the murder scene bitch, I’m your nightmare
Im cutting deep and leave you bleeding, we don’t fight fair
I’m with my demons and we feening so just be aware
I’m Posted up inside the mortuary, fuck your god say your prayers
I pull up on the murder scene bitch, I’m your nightmare
Im cutting deep and leave you bleeding, we don’t fight fair
I’m with my demons and we feening so just be aware
I’m Posted up inside the mortuary, fuck your god say your prayers

[VAGUE]

So fuck your god
We’ll never drop
Just a night of villains
Rather lie
Ride or die
See my hoe is chillen
That’s what I thought
You ain’t bouta play the game
The shit we fucken talk about is always in our veins
You ridin with the fucken creatures
Back of the line of our line of features
Never gonna mind cause back is leeches
Always do fine, cause somebody needs us
You leave us
Your life is full of doubt
You’re always fallin deep into your silence
Bitch just leave and cry, go now

MURDA SCENE [Prod. Netuh]

Mantis

Prod. YCK, feat. Walter
Melody prod. NicolayZay

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

Time for me to take a stab at it
Too many rappers stay half assing
Mark my words I got bad habits
In a wool coat I’m at the Black Sabbath
This movement’s unusual
Might detect that they’re too unsuitable
For the game and they melt in the crucible
But can’t transmute me I’m immutable
But the weight be getting too hard to carry
Anything they’re setting been arbitrary
Evidence well that’s smart to bury
Did same crimes but the fucking charges vary
I don’t need advice or a damn intervention
Little boy scared cause I’m there in her mentions 
Check what I’m doing but deny deny
There’s no protocol that I’m abiding by
All of em trippin and buggin out
Luck been awarding em sudden clout
None of em gonna be holding onto it
And I’m on my perch like the fuck are they doing
Some would agree then we watch some pass
How I feel about a critic motherfucker touch grass
I don’t need to prove a thing to anyone but me
Till the day that I’m gone that I’m dead that I’m free

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

And the day that I’m gone and I’m dead and I’m free 
Don’t mean nothing to me know the love is so cheap 
They be ripping my heart out I fell to the ground 
Like I’m breaking my knees should I stay or I leave
Breath 
I got no hope 
I got cold souls and my soul broken I’m so frozen 
No you can’t help me you can’t tell me nothing i ain’t got no love I’m like fuck it 
And I got pain all in my stomach 
Feeling so gone feeling like running  
Thinking back then man I wish I’d have done it 
Wish I could die on a pile of money 
Prolly die broke in this bitch and I’m bummy 
I’m keeping it real man I keep it a hunnid 
They tryna take all the happiness from me 
I been pursuing that shit like I’m Cudi 
Even back then man I wish they would love me 
Put pain in the purp I been smoking up plenty 
Smoking O up out the brick I swerve a bit like turbulence 
I can’t feel my face when I’m with you heard of this 
I been thinking bout my life I feel unsure of it 
Searching past the earth and learning shit it hurt a bit

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

YCK x Walter - Encircled

SPOOKY

¥UNG GRAVE X WXLFE - Grave Yard Boyz

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Long long ago I burned the crops and bathed in ashes 
You so famished you so parched I took all the fucking rations
The rope around my neck ain’t cut me free from all my sins 
The gallows I will proudly die the afterlife’ll soon begin

Gone to insanity causing calamity
Hanging from oak I’m no one that you’d stand to be
Verbal atonement the scripture I wrote it
Take credit for sacrilege got no opponent 

Bragging bout clean slates pseudo intellect
Boutta take a fucking aim we got two up in the Tec
Better rep the set better show what you about
Bitch you better represent you better fake it for the clout 

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Five days ago I took the crops I set to flames 
I summoned spirits by my side I walk on water breaking chains
The belt around my wrist ain’t set me free from all the dirt
Inside my coffin I will rest my rite of passage out of earth 

Finding out where these motherfuckers hide
They’re feeding and leeching like a parasite
Ain’t getting no weaker I twitch I’m a tweaker
I sacrifice everything I am a leader

Skies blacked out but I’m seeing blood red
Wanna rain down lead but the clip’s drum fed
Castration of justice I know that you love this 
I know that you stalking whenever I publish

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Hazardous

Sacrilege

[VAGUE]

Devil on my shoulder,
Don’t you understand,
It will be all over,
UAV represents,
Can you feel the horror?
One day you’ll have your chance,
Cause it’s gettin warmer,
If you try to get a glance,
Yeah
Many will die, we gon keep goin,
So we can survive,
Leaving the fakes and the ones that’ll lie,
Moving forward wavin roaches goodbye,
I hope you go down that road,
Just take what I know,
When advice is given, you take it,
Put effort soon you’ll outgrow

[T.R.I.P.]

Yung trip stay tucked with that strap,
Talkin shit I make your head splat,
They think slick with yapping bitch
You better watch your back,
All black when I creep with that axe,
Got my bitch only fuck from the back,
We the realist gang that’s no cap,
UAV been on the map 
Lately mothafuckaz been acting like they been simpin 
Take a trip inside my brain
I’ll show you what you been missin
I’m so sadistic i’m not kidding
I’ll bring panic and villains 
A whole demonic fuckin village
Filled up with my gorillas and killing pigs

[TVBUU]

Devil on my shoulder,
We burn these bitches to the ground,
Am i getting colder,
Cause i don't see no one around, 
Devils take me over, 
Drag me enemies into the ground,
We been taking over,
Ain't nobody fit to wear the crown,

Look at the life that im living,
With all of the pain that I'm feeling,
I feel like im never forgiven,
Im buried,
Im covered, 
Im deep up inside of the sinning,
I know that ill always be winning,
We stacking up money,
Because we just wanna see millions,
See the dead bodies,
We killing em,
Pick up the gun,
And i bust it inside of ceiling,
I killed me an angel,
Won't feel again

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DRAG 'EM TO HELL (Feat. TVBUU)

PULL UP Ft. TOMMY KRISTO (Prod. LIFER)

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Taking a couple steps back, back when i would tie the noose
Now they see me on the news with that choppa that’s bustin loose
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

And if they keep on acting shady, that when we don’t trust again
Just unload that fuckin rage and make them pussies pay for that
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

[VAGUE]

Surrounded by the voices that are talkin’ in my head
Man I wake up all the time, really thinkin that I might be dead
Dealin with the stress, and you dealin with your fucken life
The reason that we do it, so that we fucken feel alive

All we see is play, but you can’t seem to find rewind
Hate the fact that fixin’ fuck-ups, always gonna take some time
Matter of fact, that your memories forever last
The Devil diggin’ deeper
Hopin he can bring up darker pasts

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Taking a couple steps back, back when i would tie the noose
Now they see me on the news with that choppa that’s bustin loose
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

And if they keep on acting shady, that when we don’t trust again
Just unload that fuckin rage and make them pussies pay for that
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

[T.R.I.P.]

I live a fast life, never on that slow paced shit
In my space ship doing donuts middle fingers to the masons 
Yea you mothafuckaz said that we’d never make it
Now i’m sitting back smoking like i’m on vacation Bitch

Staying low cuz you never know 
Plenty haters sitting back praying that u fold 
Watch these so called  “homies” all turn into hoes
Never get too comfortable stay up on your toes

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Taking a couple steps back, back when i would tie the noose
Now they see me on the news with that choppa that’s bustin loose
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

And if they keep on acting shady, that when we don’t trust again
Just unload that fuckin rage and make them pussies pay for that
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it?