Damn dude u really killin it. Don't know too much of ur stuff, this one is huuuge tho! 

prod. @derdextah

ayo 
suck my dick
you cant hold this wallet 
u cant fuck my bitch
you cant go to rock it 
you cant huck ya spit
bitch i hold narcotic
im on my holy shit

im feelin friggity frog fresher
than the cleanest surface
dont let me mislead you
doesnt mean im perfect
im a fiendish person 
blingin fetus births wit 
mothafuckin placenta bitch 
i need to spuirt it 

this the underground
this the fecal porta potty shit 
its fuckin brown 
ion fuck around 
we the concrete villains
you a fuckin clown
we the mob street chillin 
we be druggin down

oh man, he be dealin out the cold gram
straight winnin all the pots with a fold hand
so lil hoe just stick to ya program
cause i dont give a fuck if i die like a old man




why are we here?
what do we want?
i said why is this body in my truck?
why this needle in my arm?
why this drink is in my cup?
why do i act like ion give a fuck?


why are we here 
what do we want?
i said why is this weed up in my blunt
why it got me goin here?
why it got me feelin stuck
why do i act like ion give a fuck?


how do i make it in music?
if u gotta ask that question
u gettin raped when you do it
i put the paper to rulers
im fuckin vagrantly stupid
glock in the bathroom
ill fake when im poopin
then ill pull it out shoot it
like i payed for ya fluids
im amazingly ruthless
when i get to the cuttin
yeah that hole in ya throat 
is the place that im nutting
i didnt pay for this fuckin 
but i be patiently cumming

dirty white boi how he spit it like dat
cause i aint spittin whack tiktok written type raps
do you get it? you a bum you a loser you a crumb
youre a whack ass father, look what you be-come

get em on wilkos, they be doin pills tho
ill dope sick what i spit and im real old
yeah im roughly four hunnid ninety five
i reveive all the death cults to keep me alive

DEATH CULT REVIVAL 2 (prod. DEXTAH)

Ded End is the Debut album from Three Or Die.

Listen to it on your favorite music platform!
bit.ly/3ODDEDEND

Music & lyric videos at:
http://bit.ly/3odytsub

Ded End

In The Pocket (feat. Saliva Grey)

PRODUCED BY FALLEN
ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW
COVER ART BY @hell_usa

JMattson:
Bitch I'm ridin' with the mothafuckin bowie in the glovebox
Hittem where it hurts snatch your soul & watch the blood drop
Eyes red, face blank, faded in my mugshot
Whippin' while I'm smokin' while you posted at the bus stop
Fuck Cops
HHM bitch we a mothafuckin must watch
As a youngin kept a quarter in my lunchbox
Only runnin' from the sound of pigs & gunshots
Bitch fuck off
I don't wanna have to listen to these bitin' bitches
Everybody studying us tellem mind they business
Mothafuckas corny with this shit and ion get it
Every lil fuckin thing they doin I done did it 
Like a minute ago
Better get ur hoe before she hop up in the backseat
I never murdered but you shouldn't put it past me
Better get that dough and hand it over need it last week
Heard they talkin' but they never wanna @ me

SXMPRA:
Yung sxmpra never settle 
When I get up on the mic it’s on 
When a pussy mothafucka barkin never bitin they gone
When I creep up out the catacombs you know I’m comin back strong 
Wanna beat the beast but I keep the peace until I keep it too long 
Yuh 
Murder on da beat 
I don’t really wanna be seen 
But I gotta be me 
All black Beanie 
With da jeans 
Imma scheme
On a team
 Better know what I mean like 
It’s Schema da posse 
With the hell hound militia 
We keep it killa 
You feel it 
And all these fuckas vanilla 
All these little rappers get up in they fuckin feelings tell em get up out my face if this is you that I’m hearing I’m tryna 
Move on up 
I wanna sit at the top 
And I got no time for mothafuckas that be talkin a lot 
What 
Imma keep on spittin till I get my fuckin pesos 
lay low 
Schemin like a demon to the grave hoe 
Pussy mothafuckas gonna wanna see me fail but I keep on fuckin killin it till I’m old and fuckin frail

MVKO:
Motha fuckas hate me cuz their girlfriends wanna fuck me,
Heart filled up with poison Lead is pumpin through my bloodstream,
Talk that shit behind a desktop that shit doesn't bug me,
Keep that energy in person cuz I'll make a pussy bleed, 
Knife didn't work you gon need a gun to quiet me,
Creepin in the bushes round your house I do it silently, 
Never trust a soul or a hoe cuz they trifling, 
Mad because you aint me and im everything you try to be, 
Blunt lit, wrist slit, flat tires on the Chevy while I'm rollin with a thick bitch,
10 sticks and drums clips, if i pull up on your block you better fuckin run bitch, 
Keep running your mouth ill be tearing out your tongue bitch, 
You aint bout shit so I'll call you Eric King,
Talk tough and I'll pull up and put a hatchet in your knees,
Pull the burner from my waste band and send a bullet through your teeth,
Send your ass to hell I promise no one gonna grieve

HITTEM WHERE IT HURTS (Ft. SXMPRA & MVKO) [Prod. FALLEN]

Cover art by PRODAINTLOYAL

Featuring: @mvkotsunami, @j_mattson & @tumaggz

Produced by @netuhbeats

BOW DOWN (feat. Mvko, JMattson & tuMaggz) [Prod. NetuH]

LYRICS HERE:
https://genius.com/Undead-ronin-decadent-lyrics

DECADENT

DECADENT [prod. Penacho]

MOBBS RADICAL x B-TRAIN x JUPILUXE- BOUTTA MAKE A SACRIFICE(PROD. SXCRIFICE)

Follow 8corpses: https://snipfeed.co/8corpses

Listen to Four Horsemen on your favorite listening platform.
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/3od/four-horsemen

You can lead a horse  to water but  you can't make it drink
 It's swim  or sink
No escaping  battle  like the Red Sea
 Calm is simply  an illusion
Exigent  equanimity
Got a chaotic mind while  in the midst of calamity
There's not only war  going inside of me
Looking left and right
Prevalent catastrophe
Consciousness will cease
 Chapter 9  Ecclesiastes

Bestowed upon my head is a crown
Picked apart, stripped em all
From the souls i took down
Ridin' along on a white horse
spreadin' terror like a plague
Hail the dead i represent
3 crows 8corpses 4 demons lead the pack
Call me Pestilence
Menace to the lands
Fallen angels dance
To the beat of my drum
Summoning heathens from the sound of my hum
Dim wit
no shit this ain't no hymn
Your lives are lookin real grim

Famine
Wasted youth on smoking packs of dead men
The damage
Salvage the cells left of the brain matter soul getter
Open up the mist of the pale horse rides the horsemen bringing hunger grab a couple sacrifices
Rippin the skin and you leech off of the blood you ain't no saint
Wills have broken severity red lines salvation await
Sent by the highest power on to a land with no fate
Reapers arrived storming the fields no one's okay when then

Here I come descending from the clouds
Light green shroud hanging
Shriek as I surround
Hell bound sinners take a trip
Coming quick
Hades at my six
Better run away
When I got the fuckin' scythe equipped
Coming to clean up what is left here from an evil three
One quarter
Lost souls hanging in the trees
A pale horse
Bring forth
Three crows
A bloody corpse
Dinner time
And all you heathens are the main course

Four Horsemen

Four Horsemen Feat. 8corpses

SIN CITY (PROD. SHREDDED)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDbdZY2LI9Q

Young Jmatts all black in attack mode
Looking through your window
And I'm creeping in the back door
Motherfucker eyes on red and my hat low
Bet I'm gonna have 'em wondering
Like where my cash go
Asshole tendencies I'll never be
A fucking celebrity I'm an enemy
To every entity getting next to me
Slither like a centipede better be
On your best behavior, danger
Fuck your bitch 'til my legs hurt
These hating motherfuckers wanna cross me
I don't give a fuck assassinating is a hobby
Heartbeats stop when I pop up and drop heat
Finally I'm feeling myself how could I not be
Bitch it's a mindset
The grind get tough with the times yet
Mistakes we make in life don't define it
I'm trying to get out the dirt
And yeah I been out of work
But I've learned and I've hurt
Too much to sit down and burn up

Blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
I just don't know what to think
I know I'll never be enough
I give them blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
Call my father call my shrink
But don't you ever call my bluff
I give them blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
I just don't know what to think
I know I'll never be enough
I give them blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
Call my father call my shrink
But don't you ever call my bluff

ATTACK MODE [Prod. Nekk] *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

FEATURING @threeordie & produced + engineered by @threeordie

LYRICS:

[8corpses]:

If hell is where I’m headed
Life is just a tailgate 
Hearing voices 
Telling me to go to decapitate 
Fucking lacerate
Find a motherfucker to amputate
I can snap 
at any time 
you don’t needa speculate 
I’m neurotic 
Suicidal on the fence like an agnostic 
Fuck a gimmick 
Turn your death 
Into a lyric
Brain chaotic 
Shit is chronic
Hedonistic
Monolithic 
Misanthropic
Alcoholic 
cryptic 
mystic 
cynic 
Gothic

With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin 
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin

[GAZ]:

G A Z
Hangin' out the window goin one hundred
Full speed
Fucking flames blazin from my head 
Hellraiser
Don’t you dread the dead
We take the pedal push it deeper
Like a finger in your skull
I’m the grim reaper


[BLANXX]:

Cut ya head off
Chicken run
Windshield bloody from the scum
Run em' over 
Let the body count rise
Have some fun
Spin the tires 
Burn the rubber to the bone
Heathens crawlin out the pile up 
Ready set rile up

With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin 
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin


Everybody on the left and the right
Better duck
Cause tonight
Slappin' every bitch in site
Talk that shit
You'll be out like a light
Fuck your codeine
Fuck your sprite
Mother fucker
Pass the pipe
Shut your mouth bitch
Be polite 
With my glock buckin
Told the bitch to keep suckin
I'm a punk mother fucker
In the Left lane trucking
Down 66
Puffin
Pussy boys fuckin bluffin
Blanxx stare into the dungeon
I'm a dragon straight puffin

With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin 
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin
With the glock buckin
Bitch the whole block duckin

[REDDOT]:

Got the block dumpin’
Emergency service rushin’
Pumpin sumthin’
Cross and the bow set up
Believe you me homie 
Death approachin’
Totin’ demon traits 
Set em’ straight
Levitate 
Poof 
Gone with the wind 
Heathens winnin again’
Eat my dust 
Fuck ya crew 
Lemme die then begin
Dottin’ up ya whole block
Reddin’ up ya whole sock 
Reppin’ all ya fake top
Blank faces stare, STOP.
Handin’ over souls
Persecute them who will know
Chicken fucka
Rubber ducky 
Grab and drown em’
Crows feelin’ hungry

Chicken Fight (feat. THREE OR DIE) [Prod. 3OD]

Final Blow

Final Blow (Prod. F L O W E R $)

I’m tired
Dm me on Instagram @xundeadroninx for inquiries

DECADENT [prod. Penacho]

Undead Ronin

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