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Shakewell - Sleeping Bag (prod. Mikey The Magician)

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this terrible song was produced by @slightbeats


ALTERNATE VERSION: https://soundcloud.com/yungdori/depravedsuicide

MESSAGE ARTIST

YUNG DORI - AGORA (ft. $UICIDEBOY$ & RIVERSIDE JYNN) IG: @yngdori

NORWOOD

FOUND... (Prod. by JO$HEATN)

Radical Suicide EP 

SuicideBoys - Stop Calling Us Horrorcore

SCHEMAPOSSE - The Posse Tape

05. GHOSTEMANE X DJ KILLA C - IN MY CADILLAC [prod DJ KILLA C]

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FEMA W/ RAMIREZ

ＰＨＯＮ Ｋ - ＨＯＵＳＥ

ic3letargy X ALCOTELL - ＰＨＯＮ Ｋ - ＨＯＵＳＥ

[HOOK: AC]

Welcome to the mothafucken Devil’s place 
Bitches die when I hear’em say we sound the same 
Bodies pile all the way to the Devil’s gates 
Think we copy fuckin artist but mothafucka we ain’t the same (x2)

[VAGUE]

1000 fucken corpses rottin in my fucken den,
Grab the lighter fluid, set a blaze for all the bitches I offend
Black masked murderers, I be the one to kill you first
UAV is my religion, praise the hounds and burn your church
Confidin in the devil cause UNAVERAGE is the serpent’s vessel,
see them red eyes open now you see the face of evil
Shoutout to the bitches that are blinded from the truth,
middle fingers goin up, we got 2 words fuck you!

[AC]

Nobody want a problem bitch I’ll put you in a casket,
then i’m laughing at you bitches for the handouts you be asking
I don’t mind too very often for helpin some people out,
You a stupid fuckin pussy begging asking for some clout 
Shut yo mouth lil bitch, i’ll pull up with a stick
Yo momma fuckin calling screaming asking who you with?
You tell her “it’s the Gang”, she say “you acting strange”
Cause Vague got the AK and it’s pointed at yo brain bitch

[HOOK: AC]

Welcome to the mothafucken Devil’s place 
Bitches die when I hear’em say we sound the same 
Bodies pile all the way to the Devil’s gates 
Think we copy fuckin artist but mothafucka we ain’t the same (x2)

[VAGUE]

Bloody fangs, we sick the hounds on’em
It’s the UAV GANG, we don’t bang we just kill on’em
Yeah, Aye, we just kill on’em
Put’em in the coffin, let the bullets fucken rain on’em (x2)

Download | Stream

WELCOME TO HELL [Prod. ESKRY]

BORN TO DIE (Ft. TAJ THA GOD) [Prod. SANTOS SANTANA]

$$$ 
producer - regreting

link to youtube
https://youtu.be/daHqL0S8EbI

spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/4FUS0HEwJj8dR4aqeueRKz?si=LlZzRUBpSlW6jJbqxQoOSA

LYRICS -

What is the opperative
Losing ya consiousness
Aint no more profiting
We are the opposites
Breaking the promises
Lucifer offering
Claiming my dominance
What is the problem bitch
So catastrophic
We losing the profit
These niggas be wildin
We put em in coffins
there aint no more logic
Kim using atomic
This isnt a comic
Its just so ironic
That these mfs talkin shit
All that shit
That they got the nuclear but 
They aint nukin shit
Some niggas thinkin that they are befriending me
But they are now realizing
Theyre my enemies
Standing on my own grave
Wondering how i let the system turn me to a slave
Im really not trynna play they game
But they aint gonna do a thang
Cuz all of this tragedy
Losing my sanity
this aint a fantasy
Using profanity
Describing reality
Peoples mentality
Waisting vitality
Causing fatalities
Hitting capacity
Aint no more asking me
When did u ever think u was surpassing me
U aint harrasing me 
You just distracting me
U a distraction b
Fuck everythang
Man fuck what anyone say
Ima just do my thang
Ima just do my thang
Rolling  wit my gameplan till the death of me
I been seeing green lights none of yall ahead of me 
I am an animal
Eating these rappers up like im a cannibal
I am not casual
My speech is flamable
So supernatural
Damage collateral
Shooting so masterful
Boy u be talkin that shit like we aint put a spell on you 
U step up to me but u aint on my Pedastal
You is not better than me who the fuck is  you frontin to
Let me get a little bit more vicious
Let me show u why ill put chu with the fishes
Man The smith & wesson ready with the bullets in it
It could really pop off any fucking minute
This is aint where i gotta end my story
dodging all the demons trynna take my glory
But i aint really say none
Same bum mufucka since day one

BERNIEMACELEVEN - BER$ERK

WHYYOUTRIPPIN (GRIESGRAMMAR)

[T.R.I.P.]

Born to kill, eyes on the hills
Pain is filled, burn down in hell
Who wants the work, pussy boy you boutta learn
Came out the wound to give what’s deserved
Eyes on the money get my bitch to count it for me
Body bags up in the lobby, and a backpack with a tommy uh
Couple homies, and yo bitch is actin naughty
Mobbin is my hobby, I ain’t talking no Bugatti’s bitch

Steady killin shit and we don’t need no reason bitch
Always dropping bangers and we do this for the fuck of it
Y’all trash, need to lay off the xans
Thumbin thru the bands and I don’t even need a trap

[VAGUE]

Goddamn
All these bitches never learn they lesson
All they talk about is they drug addictions and fake depression
Just so you can hear they voice
But it’ll never be enough shit to fill they void
Don’t you feel annoyed?
Bet they lackin on the Inside, all alone
Always stoned cause they afraid of life
It’s all wrong if you here, just to wait to die
Disowned in my eyes if you ain’t finna try
Yeah

UAV runnin thru the mothafucken scene
Bring the fire thru the valley, see smoke off the trees
You feel the heat now
Don’t change your mood when we bring this bitch down
Leave who ain’t widdit, need to thin the herd now

[BLACK SMURF]

And nigga if you ain’t with it you can’t hit the curb now 
Insomniac forreal but had to put the syrup down 
I left her on her heels say she like how I turned out 
Would say the feeling mutual but emotions burned out 

Why would I flex for you don’t need to internet boost 
It’s Hustle God the only, ain’t no internet clone 
I know you getting money, but did you get it on your own 
See he only talking shit to try to get you out ya zone 

See bitch I’m from the mud, that’s why I’m greedy as a pig 
They judge you, if you don’t make it 
then be the fakest if you did 
That’s why I only rock with who I been with since a kid 
These niggas just like these bitches, I can’t fuck with em for shit

BUGHUUL (Feat. BLACK SMURF) [Prod. NIGHTMVRE]

SparrowsCreek

Bones & Eddy Baker - LooseScrew

[VAGUE]

Plenty of these worms thinkin they can fucken rap
But relyin on your image, bitch please just get off yo back
By design
It’s UNAVERAGE GANG that’s always spittin facts
And we divine that’s why people bait us, opposites attract yeah

Dedicated never renovated mothafuckas walk a thin line damn right Vague really complicated
Fucken educated not obligated to feelin your feelins that’s first, fuck you bitch, k do your worst
Just cause you rappin that fast, doesn’t mean that you killin’em
Half what it takes is the syllables, but do you have what it takes to be visible?
Let me show ya, cause I’m mixin the minerals

Trapped in the dark room, bitch you run out of luck
Sippin on blood, UNAVERAGE GANG on a level up
This time you should give a fuck
You better run cause you fucken woke the devil up

[T.R.I.P.]

A lot of fuck shit
Dropping all them elbows in the cock pit
You dumb bitch wanna talk crazy you gone get split
You hopeless
100 mothafuckas on my death list
You know this
All you soundcloud rappers trying to make it while i’m coasting
Oh shit
Take'em to the ocean, they float in
Watch them mothafuckaz trying to copy what I wrote bitch, you hocus
How you fuck with all that mumble rap if they mumbling sounding like some mentally challanged fucks

Fuckin this industry up
Grabbing my nuts then I’m dumpin the pump
Summoned the devil now who gunna come
And I’ll keep making sure that you bitches are done
You Bitches are dumb
You niggas are lazy, riding the dicks of the rappers who’ve made it
Make your own path you stupid ass bitch
And stop complaining that you ain’t famous bitch

HELTER SKELTER

We’re back... 

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @thornwallstudios 
Produced by @thornwallstudios 

Lyrics 

VERSE 1: Eidolon 

Been a long time but bitch I need mine 
Too many pressures pushin my spine 
Sing a sad song but look you aint die 
Butcher this beat my meat be mankind 
Chewin on bullets sippin on rye 
Too much now my liver ain’t right 
Came back a wolf I kill and you cry
Summoned back bitch we permanent night 

Spun around quick like your crosses 
Two sick for the mother fucking office 
You sit on a bed of fear and caution 
We’re on a mountain of mother fucking coffins 
It’s awesome 

Since I was a kid I knew that we was something special 
Mix a little bit of depression with a bit of heavy metal 
Add a pinch of some hip-hop mix in some deadbeat dads and then 
divine intervention that would off your fucking head 

Still go ape shit 
You hate it 
The coven still the greatest 
from shows in the basement 
To making a statement 
 
VERSE 2: Richmaiden

two cuts how’d I miss my vein 
so close but I’m so far away
way down to the coast line 
don’t give a fuck about a co-sign 
anybody wanna know why maiden be afraid to close his eyes?
I don’t wanna see the ghosts in my dreams 
nah ion wanna see a ghost when I wake up in the middle of the night again 
screaming and gripping tight onto anything I can feel or fear anything that I might have been 
I will never be no one 
I, the lone abondoned son 
I got willett in my cup you sipping on jameson
wanna be able to feel like i can pull myself together somehow 
wanna be able to rest my soul when the sun goes down 

I still hear you in my conscience 
you’re so far away...

PACT (prod. Thornwall)

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Another day dealing with the same shit
If it’s homicide it’s that UAV language 
Say you wanna die pussy boy could be dangerous 
Look into my eyes I can tell you feeling anxious 
You vanquished (x2)

[VAGUE]

Holdin on dreams so strong, I’ve waited so long
I’m never lookin back to my past ever since the pass of my pa
Damn right I’m still gonna fall, UAV taken it all
know you must learn how to walk, before you think you can crawl
You gotta find something you can look towards,
Keep pushin thru the struggles of life, stay movin forward
I’m sick of all this fucken let down, i’m in a horror
Don’t ever pass your judgment on me cause I wanted more

[T.R.I.P.]

Shawty wanna ride with a lunatic like me
You Better be careful my heart is cold feel a slight breeze
Never be trusting the ones who wanna keep you company 
They just wanna get close to you just Incase you do succeed 
See it’s kinda funny when your closest homies switch up
Then they coming for you once they see you got your chips up,
I know it’s kinda tough to trust but fuck it dawg 
Just let‘em talk that shit and they’ll keep thinking what they want

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Another day dealing with the same shit
If it’s homicide it’s that UAV language 
Say you wanna die pussy boy could be dangerous 
Look into my eyes I can tell you feeling anxious 
You vanquished (x2)

COLD STEEL [Prod. Vaegud & Hxrxkiller]

[T.R.I.P.]

Fuck yo feelings homie
I give a fuck about opinions or your story brodie
I’ll fuck yo bitch and burn her soul inside the purgatory 
You think I give a fuck of what you bitches think about me?
Bitch Fuck your judgements cause, i’m spitting on your fucking grave 
Y’all should know the fuckin name it’s UNAVERAGE GANG
We blowing up like a mothafuckin hand grenade 
Yung T.R.I.P. the grave digger out of fuckin Vegas 
Two legends in the making

If I murder mothafuckaz then it’s going to be a goodnight
Leave a mothafuckin dead with a steel knife 
Running and gripping my 9 till they all die 
Real eyes realize that you all lie
I been a savage since 7 
UAV be the one that is ending your session
No second guessing
This that mothafuckin gang land affiliation

[HOOK]

187, 187, 187, 187

[VAGUE]

You burn within, cause I bring the sin
I open doors just to let it in
You won’t find, what you can’t find
And you bitches hide with them flawed minds
This shit a joke with a little bit hate and a little bit of hope
This the life I chose, I accelerate on the roads I know
I lived enough that I lashed out on what the fuck was passed out,
this fucken is game is trash now
and filled up with these cash clowns
Unaverage always holds down, and fix with what we wrote down
Your feelings don’t mean shit now, we on the top and won’t drown

All the haters wanna do is talk shit, and dick ride, never wanna accomplish shit,
No drive, where the fuck is all grave-diggers,
Bet you mothafuckas gonna flee the scene when I pull the trigger
Never gonna stop me now
Better think when you talkin down
Stand yo ground
It’s that UAV gang shit and we lock it down
Yuh

[HOOK]

187, 187, 187, 187
187, 187, 187, 187

187 [Prod. Riku]

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SKABBIBAL - Отрешённость (ft. RedЯuM CaiNaM, Braslet)

[T.R.I.P.]

Hang you upside down like the crosses that’s in my room,
Here’s the difference between  a mothafucka like me and you,  
Got this shit on my own, you banking on a handout, 
If you dare to test your luck it’s gunna be a man down. 
Nobody gives a fuck what
All you of you bitches do
But I been coming to summon the reaper, i’m tired of the bitches that thinking we koo
What is the fuck is up, cut these fuckin pussies up, 
Had enough we gone keep on coming with fire cause you bitches suck

[VAGUE]

Bodies fall—risin from the dirt then I kill them all
No survivors, nothin fucken left I’m here take it all
Brawl—tryna get down
Crawl—with your guts out
Blood—left to turn brown
Let—all the bodies drown
I go around the city wit the 12 gauge 
See my rage is only at its fucken first stage
I’m blacked out— got the blade run it’s course thru my veins
I say—death to all you mothafuckers come and see me I’ll end your pain

CRAWL [Prod. THORN BEATS]

You ain't slangin stop, I pull up
Parking lots, you ain't arranging rocks, I know that
You think it's hard cause you've seen it done
Slash heard, you're a sponge, never be your own
Man, can't you understand how I came in the game?
Yeah me neither, no breathin', it's amazing I make
My way out the other side of my personal maze
I was stuffed for a minute, couldn't feel my legs
I had to bounce, back, like the rubber band snap
Round the ziplock bag full of money that we stashed
In the wall downstairs, that was back in 2010
I was just about to leave, no one knew just how to feel
But I did, that's why I wait and feel
Calm inside cause I am real
I am me and you are you
Running around tryin' to chase this loot
Hop straight back in and then I glist to the finish
White noise in the flesh, hair down, never see me
I done tried to make it clear, I do not think that they hear me
Mic check, 1, 2, Ri-ri-rick in the building
Got my hi-vis and my blade look like I'm building
On the site with my clipboard, smoking and chilling
No hard hat, no whistle, still officially killing
Every fucking working brain within a arms length distance
You get melted into ashes and I'm casting you to iron
Turn you to a blade of mine, so I can use your life in spite
I make cash all night, fuck your money and your ice
You ain't helping nobody with the shitty words you write

Think about it
Think about it
Think about it
Think about it

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