Cause’ im smokin’ the liquor two. So now im guud.

MOBBS RADICAL x LOWEYEZDUUG- HELLZONE(PROD. KRONA)

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]

prod. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCB3t3eknS5yuY78u7kFLgZA

JET LI (PROD. ZLOV)

W/ @jupiluxe
PRODUCED BY @sectunit

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black
widda muthafuckin blade on my hip
you better dip
before I lose my fucking mind
before I lose my fucking shit
better whip out that fucking 9
better whip out that fucking switchblade
insane
damnit I got blood up on my fit mane
all black boots
eliminating your tooth
originate in the couve
reiterating the move 
want all dat loot
disintegrating your crew
you dinner plate & some food
bitch get in the way you doomed

@jupiluxe:
nowadays
do anything for a bag
anything to get a rack
just a state of where we at
look around
tell me what u getting at
black on my shoes
combat boots all abuse
they can talk that shit 
but im leaving with they tooth
baseball bat on the roof
down ya chimney comin thru
something like saint nick
put ya face to pavement
tie u up, then i take u to the basement

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black

CRIME PAYS (feat. JUPILUXE) [Prod. SECT UNIT]

Listen to Cripple on your favorite listening platform.
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/3od/cripple-feat-blckbrd

Cripple

I been pullin all the dollars since i was a plug
Fresh 16 burnin down a bag by the midweek
Crunch time festivities 
Meant choppin up a molly for the kids
I’m breakin bread, I’m like a king
Don’t make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your bones stickin out
Showin what is weak havin doubt never standing out

Crucify 
Hang em out to dry with their hands tied
Wouldn’t wanna die with a sad cry
Wouldn’t wanna die with my hands dry
Hate me cuz I love the money 
Funny that the figures hittin high notes 
We ain’t even try though I know
Rollin round the town with a 3OD tote bag 
With the Crows Dotti tell em how it goes

Crow with Three or die
I almost did from three ODs
Every rapper that ask advice I tell em three important things
Bigger numbers ain't gon' fix you
Trust the corvids in your dreams, and your homies ain't your homies less they prove it on the weekly
Shotgun up out the closet grip the grip like it's the Yamata
Dropping the expectation, ain't the shit you thought you wanted huh?
Chronic habits
Talking about the Soju I'mma vomit up
Chase the shot with Roku
Hoping its better when I cough it up
Boo tomato tomato
They call me rude
Ain't No use
Brd the same mother fucka' that cooked your goose
Shorter fuse
Man you smooth brained
Thoughts could use some food
I fuckin' hate people, so why would I fuck with you?
World got a pistol at my feet 
It shoot the ground and yell dance,
I wanna go to fashion week but I'm too tired for France
I hold a hand out then pull it back like a government grant
Fell out the sky so fuckin hard my ankle broke on a branch
I been in line too long
I wanna beat a man with a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you don't understand
I'll double the cash
Like I cloned Johnny
Mask got a hold on me
Lapped em
I can see it on the dash
I'm Dali
You're bold and brash
Running they lips like a mustache
Don't care to answer
Why'd you ask?
All this shit get taxing
Damn l'Il grab me the flask un

Twisting up the finger with my kinfolk
Pop another soul 
Reaper coming out the cove 
Warning warning warning 
187 with that death flow 
Salivating at the crows talons 
Soaring to the next door
Just a few options are left on the table 
The days are a mix of depression 
Unstable 
I press on for reasons unknown it’s no wonder 
I sit in this slumber somehow 
Still delivering all the fevers 
Tremor hard in the back with a broken heart 
Rip my soul tag 
Stash it in the fucking bag 
Just a rebel to the drowned out 
Hollowed out words of a world 
Decayed on a level that I’m 
Never with that mutha' fuckin' devil 
Bringing out the evil 
Whether heaven has a seat avail
I’m willing to sit back inhale
Living is a curse 
Last time was the worst time 
Rippers of the west side 
We Three Or Die

I been living off the flesh of the beast
For some time
I’m a crow 
Plucking out the eyes
Every time I die there’s a reason
Heathen season has arrived
So tonight I’m alive
Blasting every mother fucker who denies
3OD
187
We will never compromise
Crippling the foes
Time for you to die
Fall asleep in the dirt
Now your kin left behind 
Cold skin
Closed eyes 
Not a soul will be surprised
Brain dead on my head
Got led in my weapon
The crows come to feast
While the fake still pretending
It’s still BLANXX
Still fuckin' picky
Stuck with the crows
Now your death will come quickly

Cripple

Cripple (Feat. Blckbrd)

Cripple Feat. Blckbrd

Hey this songs about a continually larger and larger flex of my more recent life experiences. Another song I'm putting out there that will be apart of my 6 song 6:66 length album. Hope you like it. I get pretty raw so I hope you can understand where I'm coming from.

Who's Counting? 666

THIS IS A SINGLE OFF OF THE ANTI CHRIST EP

FEATURES SOUNDCLOUD: @ Alexander D Gr8

GXDZ OF ANARCHY W/ AleXANder D Gr8 (PROD. POLOBOY81)

AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS

Lyrics:

What a god
Wasting time
Fuck I needa sacrifice
Looking at my bloody hands
Yeah that’s yo fucking life
Look at the corner with the candles
Yeah it needs the light 
In this room stuck 
Fuck
I got the devils fucking mind
Fucking stone cold
Sold my soul
Hope you know you hoe
Bullshit thru my head
Fuck I really want the fucking rope
Don’t piss me off mothafucka 
Unless you want really the smoke
Got the hounds that fucking rip 
Yeah you know that they at fault 
Thought you seek the help
Oh shit
Oh you reek 
Fuck my enemy’s 
Crawling to yo mind 
Mothafucka like a fucking centipede

We in hell
It’s baphoment
You can go
And talk more shit
See you lying hoe
Don’t expect us to go soft again x2

Fuck this
You dumb bitch
Got clips
With fucking causes
Buying from the weed man
I know you fucking saw this
Raised my fucking hand fuck you teach
Man that’s all bitch
I’m a god man put respect
Or you’ll be on the watch list
Telling me bullshit
But I don’t give a fuck
Man I’m over here 
Wasting all my time
I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore
Man I sold my soul for a dime 
I said I don’t give a fuck cuz I’m a demigod
I don’t give a fuck bc Im wasting time 
I don’t give a fuck cuz I am thee god
Mothafucka lemme say that I cannot die

MY HALO IS ON FIRE [prod.OhChaos混沌] (NOW ON SPOTIFY)

Follow me on Instagram @makaveligodd

AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS

Lyrics

I got something for you haters
Kill your wife while she’s in labor

Got the red blade booling like I’m fucking darth Vader
Fuck around and meet your maker I ain’t got no time for prayers
I’m a backwoods smoking blood soaking soul taker

Pussy what? Bruh, better duck, cut him down with that heater
See your slut? Bruh, she gun fuck, slit her wrist with that cleaver
Slangin guts if she say wassup then I might have to keep her
Pussy buck, try to test your luck, fuckin’ around with them reapers

Pull up on him in the lobby catch a body beat the homi-
Ima beast man, see the blood moon? That shit reminds me
Rest In Peace man, ain’t no maybe if ands or no probably’s
If I ever catch you slipping ima kill your fucking mommy

You’s a lie, why? Pussy die, running around like you with the shits, talking out your neck until we pulling up with that pistol grip, (2x)
Pulling up with that

Ghost, I need a ghost, I need a bad bitch I need to bone
Swagging, I’m saucing on you like I’m post
Cooking and cooking up I’m about to roast

Straight up in the air I’m with it, like an allergenic I don’t talk about it unless it’s in my face
I need to focus I hope you notice next step I take
Is to mother fuckin maintain straight out the mainframe with the collard greens
Got damn smoking much dank I feel it in my brain
Red king catch a slit vein if you think I’m playing
Blood chain bumping lil Wayne out the fucking range

KETSURYUGAN(The Blood Plague)[PROD. CARELEAN]

scroll gang AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8MWai1lAErg
thank you all for your wonderful support. its been a great few years.
your support means the world to me and i know that i will meet you all one day. 
i'm here for ya.
-soap.
prod. apollo young

GXDZ OF ANARCHY W/ AleXANder D Gr8 (PROD. POLOBOY81)

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