Three or Die returns with their electrifying new EP, "Valley of Crows," their first major release since their acclaimed 2021 album Ded End. This collection of tracks captures the essence of the group's journey through dark times and triumphs, blending gritty narratives with mesmerizing melodies. "Valley of Crows" immerses listeners in a world of raw emotion and unflinching honesty, demonstrating the trio's growth and relentless spirit. Each track is a testament to their dynamic synergy and lyrical prowess, solidifying Three or Die's place in the rap game with a bold, unforgettable statement.

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Valley of Crows

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We The Rejects

In The Pocket (feat. Saliva Grey)

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M A R G Phelps fuck yourself
Getting lost in the scripture
Put the book on the shelf
Suck the tip of your God
G O D ram rod
Righteous wealth
Something else
Heathens spell
You kill
Let's chill
I would rather go to hell
Your loss
Demons cross
Your philosophy is a flaw
You're exploiting the law
Cut your heart out
Eat it raw
Burn it down
Burroughs Hill
Dot the I's
Sign your will
Hell is calling
Feel the chill
Freezing over
Blood spills

Yeah, 
Devils all the time 
The righteous ones are fucking blind
Turnin' up their nose to the sky 
Cloud breaks reveal false lights
Signs in the air filled with hate
Six six six graves written for the date
All us sinners not afraid 
You point your fingers
Curse your people
What a shame
Cast the misfits 
Line up to the steeple 
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray thee lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake 
I pray thee lord my soul to take
Tragedy lies in a holy place
Venom sinks deep with the fangs of a beast
Serpents underneath the hoods of who you call a father 
My family you worship an unholy priest

Grippin' yo preacher know he ain’t no leader
Don’t follow don’t need em I pray that you fall on the beacon
No reasoning for you believing in any religion I’m livid I kill I pillage ya faith
Where the realization that they washing all yo mother fuckin' brains?
Blood to the vein
Sipping and ya wine no time yo life done gone astray
Slipping away
Gripping yo face
Feeding the maggots yo carcass in place
Grey turn you grey
Straight in the flame
Hop off the pulpit you falling today
Live for ya father?
So that’s yo master?
Preaching the gospel that sound like some cancer
Think that you matter?
Climb on a latter
Just to fall off and repeat the whole cycle
Yeah there ain’t no Answer

Worshipping demon motherfuckers 
Put it on a sign that reads
Hell please welcome us
The time is right now and we’ll burn together 
All of this talk don’t feed my hunger 
We’ll rise and you’ll watch us conquer 
Bigot fuck 
You’re shit out luck 
I promised the souls of the wicked 
The blood of such 
Filled with the lust 
You’ll crumble 
Your god don’t exist 
He’s feeble 
Right to love and let live is on the line 
Because of you fucking people 
All of the time you spend spewing out hate 
Spend a little more time with your kids 
Cause they feeling the same 
As us motherfucker your cause is lost 
Now face the Judge

Devils In The Details

Devils In The Details (Feat. Saliva Grey)

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Back and forth you play the board
The score its yours
Suffer from the swelling
Chances are I'm dwelling on the past
Save the last dance
Never romance
No the buzz it won't last
Save the headache for the morning
What are you wanting from me
Calling me
Liquor's your problem I see
Wouldn't be sayin those 3
Under the influence
Back on your knees
All I'm tryna say is damn
You make it hard for me
Weaker than I'll ever be
A succubus suckin' out my soul its bliss

At first I was seeing potential
Now I'm regretting the day that I met you
Sippin' the bottle to try and forget you
Convinced in my mind that the devil he sent you
Caving in I call your phone and I hope that you're Pickin' up
Hate the fact you only wanna talk to me when you get drunk
Why do I like the abuse
Chemically physically mentally too
You strangled my heart inside of a noose
Yeah the liquor is not an excuse
It's three am and you're all alone
Had to much Tanqueray
Pickin' up your phone you see my name
I'm only one call away

A pretty lush
Pretty much
One more shot before we touch
Is that enough?
Enough's enough
If it's not lust
Then call my bluff
There's tension
Not to mention
I fucked up
But learned my lesson
Let it go
I'll count my blessings
Or rest In peace
With no possessions
Im weakened thinking
What's the meaning
In this game
I'm lost completely
Hot and cold
This empty feeling
If it's the end
Then kiss me sweetie

Just fade like the plague
Ima go missing
Don't worry
Your pestilence kill me
I'm drunk on it
You want me
You need me
You promised it
Calling me up at the height of the moon
Keep barking you a fool
A second more of my time
And I swear that I'll ghost
Who am I playing
I sweat when I see you approach
Not to mention I'm a head case
Just a little front to hide it on my best days
Now I'll never never know
What really was the best case scenario
You got my head fucked
Spiraled down into a black hole

Pretty Lush

Pretty Lush Feat. MVKO

The Sun goes down
And so do I
Searching for ways
To pass the time
Bloodshot eyes
Venn Diagram for why I wanna live
And why I wanna die
Circles back to
Not giving a shit
They say I'm a bad influence
Cause Im under it
Can't blame me
Life is exigent
I'm the product of an accident
Often feeling
Home yet alone
Like that movie flick
Wanna take a gun to my head
And empty it

I'm a keep my head up
When I'm fed up
Click the hammer back
Its lead ah
Simmer down is simple said ya
But I wanna go into
Attack tack tack tack
Tryna pull the slide and make it
Clack clack clack clack
I been tryna pick up all the pieces that been broken from me
Fail to find the feeling thats essential for a human to bleed
The body lose the seed
Hunger is lost to feed
Shout out hypocrisy
Hail the atrocities

The mirror showed me
Who the real devil is
Cracked skin
Show the blood of the hellish
Devilish switch faces when it's time to go places
Never safe in my presence
Hide and seek with my patience
Suffer this fear on the daily lately
My head in a whirlwind
Rounding thirty sunk in
Where I stand is on quicksand
Off in the land of no hope
I swear I see a checkpoint
Wearing no name tag
Feet in the sand
Looking around complacent
I made it

Nipping at my heels
Feel the devil take the wheel
I don't feel ok
With the way that things are fucking going
Tried to slow down
But it's pedal to the metal
Gas is flowing
Flames are blowing out the tail pipe
I fail right before I start to climb
Fuck the demons in my mind
Whispering I fall behind    
Feeling like I'm driving blind
Into the darkness while I try to find the lime light
My Psyche right behind me
Gripping tightly
Can't keep fighting
Slightly think I might be dying

Cracked Skin

Cracked Skin Feat. 8corpses

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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

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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

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I'm locked loaded
Anyone who apposes
Soon will know this
Let the walls be red as roses
Feels like I'm about to blow this
I will paint the halls
Push my button
And we all fall
It's your call
It's final notice
Can't control
This notion got me cold and frozen
Taken everything
I'm shaken up
Been faking my emotions
Now I wanna drink this potion
Take an oath of devotion
Compulsion
And If you ask then I will Divulge it
Told you before
I'm locked loaded
Here's my temper
Now you can hold it
Once before I would've imploded
But that's all gone now I'm exploding

Pretty little demon
You ever seen her
Whisper the chant of the reaper
Fell in the pit of the chamber
Anger so red I'm in danger
Sip on the fear of the angels
One wrong move and it's over
Put the heathen on a poster
Rep for the soulless
Sinking I'm feeling approach-less
Docile energy fuck it I'm hopeless
Lying like shit through my teeth
Let the single thought i harbor bout the death upon my own leech
Someone call the police
Trapped in the heat of the moment
Facetious I'm feeling
Seven sins I wish I was a better person
Proposition couple brothers and they both the devils sitters
Conversations will not solve the fucking torture I'm enduring
Bull I will myself to carry on the pleasures is my curing

Bullet to the brain
Make the blood flow
Carve into my chest
When another fuckin' word
Vomits out attack
Wrap me in hate, wrap me in hate
While you're reaping your own fate
Tell me oh tell me I'm wrong
Push me to a level where I never wanna get to
Soulless is the only being that I really can become
Let me have a little fun
Tethered to the spite
I feel ignited
Feel the fire rising
Tears from the fallen they're watching
Terror in their eyes now blinding

Temperature

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He's a ghost
She's a ghost
It's a perfect fit
Hide it all
Never show
What is deep within
Never sleep
Incomplete
Can't compete with it
All the joneses slowly creepin' in
Damaged goods loves damaged goods
Know they shouldn't
Guess they could
There they stood
Misunderstood
Never thought they would get lost in the woods
They're damaged
Damaged
He's a savage
You don't really even know what's happened
Manic
Manic
Seem's she's had it
Baddy dressed up all in black
Satanic
Somehow she has come to thee
Stuck together faithfully
Lost his way cause she can't see that misery loves company

No hate bae
What I wanna say
G A Z would've thrown your ass away
When you wanna fight I'm always ready for debate
Why you always comin' at me sideways
While am acting fine this ain't the columbine
Two pops I'm hella tired
My own senses sentenced see it go bye
The thrill I see it glare in your eyes
Shout
Shout
Scary big and tough
Always making up cuz the fucking's really rough
I'm a masochist
I'm not dragged into this
I guess its all considered my own bliss
Its a two way street I feed into the heat
The abuse is something on repeat
I'm my own to blame
Ring the bells of shame
Living proof that the damned are just damaged

It's evidential
Got a damaged mental
I'm sick in the head
Keep it confidential
Your fucked up ways love to kill potential
Got murder on my mind
I'm feeling vengeful
Stuck in your hurricane
Numbing like novocaine lone in my tomb
Got me counting the days
I'm talking to ghosts and the devils my host
Think he's moving in close to start taking the reigns
Keep a loaded stick by my dick
Got a hundred in the mag
If I aim it up bitch I won't miss
Pull up in the rental with a body and a shovel off
the truffles I think I just had a bad trip
Go get your bucks up
Pussies get roughed up
I'm with your bitch my dick gettin sucked up
Liquor got me moving in slow mo like Robitussin
Pull up on your block with my dawgs and we get
To bussin

Homicide is homicide
Each of us please eat our pride
Heavy with the grudge I'll slide
Hang 'em up in the back fully slashed
Wish she never would of came
Lit the fire
Now the demon swinging steel
Comatose just some more
Silly bitch I hope you feel
Just a single bit of hope
Sample out my madness
River flow with the guts of the
Muthafuckin' foes
Putting up with shit
I care to never come home
Gashes on my back from the torture that you control
Damaged to the point of disrepair
Realistic that my might life will soon disappear

Damaged

Damaged Feat. MVKO

Take a breath
Hold it til i fade to black
I’m taking back a step
I lack the will to not attack
Another word and you get smacked
Restraining my distain
I’m draining fast
No gain in fact
Complaints will end in pain
I end the game if i react
Just another day disaster got me dastardly 
Fuck all the rest cause it don’t really matter see
Coming from the depths i say fuck all your flattery
You don’t want to fuck with me when i got a dead battery
Now i’ve lost it
Been accosted
Flipping upside down all the crosses
Feeling toxic 
What’s the cause
This shit has got me feeling really nauseous
So obnoxious
Block me block me
Try to stop me
Need that potion
Full to the top please
All these carbon copies
Try to top me. 
Fuck with me
I will pop thee
You don’t wanna boss me
Around and around we go again
Gas up
Burn quick
Till i’m dead in the end
Make it through the day
Oh i can’t comprehend
No more energy left in my veins i can spend
Hell bound
Hell bound
Had enough
Tried my best but had no luck 
No gusto
Left on the cusp
My body gives up
As i hit the ground
Now i bite the dust

Ima stay mad if I’m down bad
Had to get the gat with a low bat
Would ya wanna fuck with a man 
His limits been met
Time ticks the time is spent
Now Ima vent
Load the mag its double stack
Seventeen shots don’t wanna turn ya back
One pop here’s ya toe tag
Sleeping bag for the dead
Only aim for heads and I won’t miss
Always on the verge of losing mind
I don’t want none 
When my life get’n outta hand
I’m a bad man
It’s not like I asked for this mess
Mental case the cards dealt have us all stressed
See these bags under my eyes 
They will tell you otherwise
Ok round two with the second wind
Heavy in my head
The grind
It never end
Working til the bone can no longer stand
Even my lady
Seven days to meet hades
Won’t stop til we on top
No shot
Fuck it
Til we rot
Three crows in a graveyard
No the massacre is never hard
Tick tock psychotic from the clock
Tick tock psychotic from the clock
Writers block
Nah
Brick wall hit it on the spot
Seventeen shots aim through the red dot

Let me ashen out this blunt
The devil playin me some phonk
In a filthy blacked out whip
Drained of all the energy I want
Feeling useless is a front
I care too much about they want
I can’t relate no more
I’ll kill myself tomorrow
But tonight I’m on a
Trip to the end of the earth
Whatever I’m worth I’ll reduce to the ash
I got too many marks on my back
From self inflicted slashes
Put the evil back to sleep is all I really need
Psychopathic lunatic is just my living dying creed
Pop a chump
There is no more I said I’m fuckin’ done
Light a fire just to burn all of this shit under the sun
All thats well that burns well
Represent the devils son
Triple the six the witch she hangs out with a noose that’s branded fun
I got no remorse I tort
I got enemies that snort
Wish em well then light the match and watch em melt
Life is just too short
We are the new enemies
The Three that risen from the flames

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Coming out the gutter
With a little bit of mud
I swear to god
I never know when to shut the fuck up
Wearing a sign tagged up I love her
I'm gonna find myself some comfort
Suffer the fate I care for nothing
Limit the sky it's just a fuckin' way to think you stand for something
Castin out the line I know I'm finally saved
I know that I'm vain
I always wished another life and face
Reminisce about the past and then I gasp and wince
Suffocate and now I wish I died
I'll never miss

Time is slipping
Wish I hadn't missed
Another kiss dismissed
To my dismay I hit another spliff and blew it all away
I'm gone with the wind
Again and again
I spend a day of splendor
Lost in the thoughts
A letter I lost
She wrote return to sender
I suffocate and lacerate
The memories so I can find a way
To write this song
There's nothings left to right
But wrongs I feel inside
My chest feels like it's caving in I have to stop
So this is it
I blow a kiss
Pull the trigger
Then I'm gone

One hit two hit
Free me from my tortuous ways
I cannot ease my mind
Although I try on most days
I fill my cup with what I must
My ignorant haze
She played her game I'll follow suit
My hand full with spades
You dig that hole
From what I know blade buries the same
Stabbed in the back
It's a fine line between pleasure and pain
I'll get her back my love attack
She cried when she came
This flame got cold this fight gets old
Watch you suffocate

Spread across my eyes these white lines
Hold the sheet above my head
Tuck me away with a tag
Stainless steel for a new bed
I wanna hold these moments a little longer
Wouldn't you wanna see me stronger
It's not like its somber
Look towards the light and
I promise it's over
Welted my life with your hate
Beaten til I could no longer take it
I'm willing to face it
This love was a period of hatred
Complacent
You taste it
I wasted most of my youth
Half of the time I was fighting the truth
Fuck it
I'd be lying if I said I never loved you

Suffocate

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Ride for my heathens
In the chevy drop top
Dotti in the back slump with a blunt
Blanxx in the front
Shouting at ya bitch
Hangin out the window
fuckin' blastin' morbid tunes with my goons
Actin' like a loon
I don't ever wanna come off of this cloud ah
Feelin' high
Three or Die we forever ride
Ya Ya Ya
Focus
Simmer fucking down now
Difference of a king and a clown
We know when to fuck around
G A Z twisted fingers when I sleep
Six ft deep
Even maggots too afraid to take a bite of me

I'm a heathen
I'm a heathen
Only thing that I believe in
I've had thirteen knives in my back
But I'm still Breathing
I'm not bleeding
I'm not leaving
Give a fuck what you believe in
I'm a bonafide cretin bangin' with a gang of demons
Rollin' with the crows
Chrome blowin' til' we're fuckin' peakin'
Ya my bitch so fleekin'
I'm might breed another heathen
I'm a drip spiller
Cold beat Killer
Spitting into the microphone
Foam cup filler
Back in black
I'm blacking out
From acting out of line
I think it's time
I end the lines
I press rewind
And let the hook sing cause I

Got a couple bad mother fuckas' at the ready
Sweaty in the palms but I hold the tool really Fuckin' steady
Catch me in the grave robbin' from your stale body
Cold blooded body gutted for the second flurry
Runnin' the same clothes
Runnin' the same flows
Some of y'all sharin' the same hoes
Chattin' the shit could give a fuck so
Cuff a bitch just to get played like a domino
Six dots in ya shirt
Red rum I like to flirt with

Heathens

Akin to Brandon Lee in the crow 
Nothing to lose homie 
I’m gung-ho 
Feel like three ten to Yuma 
Russell Crowe
No one really know me homie 
I’m a ghost 
Production immaculate 
Three crows
That’s the culprit 
Neurodivergent 
My brain an arena 
That’s hard to quiet
Hella’ Racket in my attic 
Havin trouble 
Tryna unpack it 
Hella’ judgement came from people like a pulpit 
Washed my hands clean of these morons 
Like Pontius Pilate 
Retrieval of self 
From the rubble of facade 
Scrutiny came my way 
More than any kind of applause
Feel like the chaperone for my own demise
These lyrics that I spit
Are not a disguise 
Just another entity going through entropy
I am the black sheep
An after thought of everybody

Blast me
Don’t ask me
Why you had to pass me off as a bad piece of work           
I feel sadly
Non sympathetic 
Fuck apologetic
Feelings are joke when you judge me as pathetic
Throw me for a loop
Think you know the truth
Try to make a claim against my mother fuckin’ troop
Three fuckin’ crows that flew the chicken coop
Hunting for a punk mother fucker on the stoop 
This is just another crows anthem
Another mine waiting
Gaz and Dot had to plant um’
Lyrics are exploding from the brain
Hear the shrapnel
Mother fuckers try to talk shit then we nab um’
Lastly I don’t give a fuck what happens
Leave me in a ditch dead in a dark casket
Call me crazy case
I’m a basket
Cause I don’t give a fuck what you pussies gotta say
Ya I’ve mother fuckin’ had it

Killer image drippin’ from the top
Holes in my head
Black Ink in my skin
Images of the dead
Despite what you see
There’s a mind of a G
Fuck it I’m a say it
G A Z
You be fucking with the realest
Matter of fact
Keep your two cents
Hold your breath
Don’t forget to exhale 
Better yet
Suck up the negative shit in your mouth
Choke on it
No way to let it all out
Maybe next time think before you feeling all stout
Motherfucker was an outlaw
Hands cuffed
Riding in the back of cop cars
Flip the script 
Twelve years
Six figures 
That’s a trip 
Life long mentors even had their doubts on
Your only enemy isn’t me
Exquisitely said 
I rose from the dead
With a corpse and my crows
Murderin’ in the grove
When the fucking foes
Start droppin’ to the floor
That’s your cue to turn around and go

Fuck it
I wet you up
Thinking I won’t 
Conversations been had 
And the judgement is doom 
Cut myself from the womb
The fuck you thinking I do 
Mother fuck you 
And your punk friends too 
Three crows cawin’ at the bag filled with bad shit 
8corpses slide out the back with the hatchet 
Silly mother fuckers over the top
You’re a spastic 
Ain’t no one killing shit the way we do
No open casket 
Lend all my achievement to the man who not facetious 
Passed the big three oh and never felt more like breathing 
Can’t fuck it up
Stand with no crutch 
I never know when to give up 
My site is set and definitely 
The boys and me to the end 
Three O D

Misreflection

Misreflection Feat. 8corpses

Lyrics:

Selling out the mother fuckin' Devil 
Pull another petal 
Wrap a couple ropes around my ankle
Let me sink down to the hell hole 
Wild up 
It’s just a matter of time before I snatch up 
Couple of washed up 
Bastards 
The Shapes curse 
Any motherfucker come and get it
So we’ll see 
We got the threat of the killer
The evil
The thrill of the hunt 
The shack of the entities flame lit my blunt
Barbecue and chili cannibal the hiders fuming 
Rest in piss the bitter murmur make anyone perk up
Let’s murder

I want my tombstone painted all black like my fit
Throw a pound in my casket
And make it good shit
I don’t really fuck with niggas if they act like a bitch
There’s whole lotta bitches
In the game that’s a sitch 
Hey bro
Get fucked like a nympho
Doing shit big
Feel like Ryan Decenzo
Making it look easy when I kill an instrumental
Tell her take it easy when you bitch is in the rental
Burial rites for the wicked 
Please don’t get it twisted 
Run if you see smoke out the chimney 
The witch in the cabin that’s covered in rust
You won’t be missed grind your bones down to dust
History’s written 
Taught to the children 
The wickedness turned to a tale of endearment 
Your fear in the night
A beast with a mark
Stay in the light
Cause I lurk in the dark

G A Z in a coma
No way
Chainsaw rip to the bone aye
Sound of the engine
Bring chill to the spine
Drink from the fountain
It taste just like wine
I rev the beast for ya
Scream louder 
Bleed for the entity as it consumes all the souls
Down this mind
Deeper we go
Silence is the sweetest thing that many would have hope to seek 
Fill my head with grief
Not peaceful in my company
These machines never sleep
Jump and make a scene
Rowdy with the crows
Alive I’m feelin' fine don’t you know

Three Black Crows
Two Mags high
Mother fucker got us straight in his sites
Through death scopes
Flames ignite
Blood trail got me runnin’ straight through the night
Clenching my fist to the wheel
We resist
As he misses a shot
Tires burn
The windshield is missing
I’m silently wishing
And questioning will I return
Pedal to the metal as we seal our fate  
I can’t wait
Run away
The breaks are busted
Shutter through my spine as we evacuate
Too bad
Too late
The blood it flows
Coagulate
It seems as though we might escape
As we bust through these rusty gates

Wild Up

Wild Up Feat. Tumaggz

Cutting Heads Off Snakes

I swear to myself that I really ain't need you when you weren't there.
Caught in a lot of despair
My feelings get blown right into the thin of the air.
The Sentiments that are revealed having troubled my view
Imma need to come out of this spell
Dreaming inside of a cell
Awaken the noise
I really ain't got no choice
So pull up on the trigger
Let the bullet go and spray
Why Confront the force
You will be forced to walk away
Tell you all a lie
Just to lye here in pain
Why must I decide
To divide and delay

Coming out the gutter
With a little bit of mud
I swear to god
I never know when to shut the fuck up
Wearing a sign tagged up I love her
I'm gonna find myself some comfort
Suffer the fate I care for nothing
Limit the sky it's just a fuckin' way to think you stand for something
Castin out the line I know I'm finally saved
I know that I'm vain
I always wished another life and face
Reminisce about the past and then I gasp and wince
Suffocate and now I wish I died
I'll never miss

Time is slipping
Wish I hadn't missed
Another kiss dismissed
To my dismay I hit another spliff and blew it all away
I'm gone with the wind
Again and again
I spend a day of splendor
Lost in the thoughts
A letter I lost
She wrote return to sender
I suffocate and lacerate
The memories so I can find a way
To write this song
There's nothings left to right
But wrongs I feel inside
My chest feels like it's caving in I have to stop
So this is it
I blow a kiss
Pull the trigger
Then I'm gone

One hit two hit
Free me from my tortuous ways
I cannot ease my mind
Although I try on most days
I fill my cup with what I must
My ignorant haze
She played her game I'll follow suit
My hand full with spades
You dig that hole
From what I know blade buries the same
Stabbed in the back
It's a fine line between pleasure and pain
I'll get her back my love attack
She cried when she came
This flame got cold this fight gets old
Watch you suffocate

Spread across my eyes these white lines
Hold the sheet above my head
Tuck me away with a tag
Stainless steel for a new bed
I wanna hold these moments a little longer
Wouldn't you wanna see me stronger
It's not like its somber
Look towards the light and
I promise it's over
Welted my life with your hate
Beaten til I could no longer take it
I'm willing to face it
This love was a period of hatred
Complacent
You taste it
I wasted most of my youth
Half of the time I was fighting the truth
Fuck it
I'd be lying if I said I never loved you

Suffocate Feat. Jupiluxe (Caazi Remix)

Watch your back cause you won't see me
Creeping in the dark completely
Once I've taken off the veil
I let your tragedy complete me
See the feathers in my neck flaring
Glare into the sun
Gaze into the morning light
Once I descend then you'll be done
I'm like a nightmare
Wreaking havoc til' I find your weakness
I'm the chill shot down your spine
I'll Wear the cloak so you wont see
Let's end this silly  battle
Sliding through the weeds for days
Blanxx' the snake that's come to rattle
Three or Die unsheathe the blade

Tryna rest in peace
But I'm picking up the pieces
Writhing in my sleep
Dream punching at my demons
Pain spread like disease
Don't get it from me
This life ain't what it seem
Up at three tryna' O D
I'm at the bottom of the bottom
Somewhere you will never see
Gotta rocket in my pocket
And a blade under my sleeve
I don't turn to any prophet
I sit back and smoke my weed
Time is never stopping
Sure as fuck won't wait for me

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The scumbags at my door
I got a lot of pieces
And the four five invincible
My pupils dilate
Got a lot of shit I hate
But a motherfucker got a bad side
And he come to play
Coming with that murder shit
You'll end up on our dinner plate
Lil boy a fucking stain
Jack your shit
And lie 'bout where your body lay
I'm tentative
Fuck medicine
We play to win
We creeping in the backyard
It's our turn to play god

Motherfucker insane with the horns in his head
Got that blood sucka' strain in my DNA
I wouldn't pluck the flowers from the dead
Less you wanna meet your maker
Stick around as the devil casts her light on
Malice ride until dawn
Wouldn't put ya life on the line
With the sins that you write
What ha
I'm a wallow in my own cuz I'm down with my demons
Ya we tight
Two knocks and we rise
3OD
We kill the lot
Illuminati, not a shot
Road to Shura that's for sure
Pump the shotty blow a hole

Who Lurks In The Night

Who Lurks In The Night Feat. Dubich

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I Won't be infected by your message
Never really questioned your intentions
Now I see all the misconceptions 
Paralyze minds with a word like a weapon
A lesson learned
Now I break the curse
Another bridge burned
Leave you dead in a hearse
The virus spreads from your mouth
Still you’re letting it out
Ya you poisoned the well from the birth
You can bless another empty vessel
Leader of the cult
But you won’t confess
So take a sip of the punch
Then presto
Another lost soul
In a bag perfecto 
Enough with the shit        
You can swerve to the left
Oh God
Make it stop 
Or reverse 
Or just let go 
Ugh    
Got to resist
Or reject
No respect
None the less
You’re a pest
Hope you burn
In a pestilent death

Coming to the realization
Never fucking bet against me 
Go and fuck around 
Letting your peers hold you down 
You’ll never grow 
Destined to fail
That’s why they rob and kill
So what’s the fucking deal 
Coagulated 
Decapitated 
Mindless as fuck 
I’ll give my soul
To get your bitch ass out my face and go
Sever the ties 
Your heavens a lie 
Just raise up the camera and point at your foe 
They creep and they hide 
They constantly lie 
The damage they cause just to fucking abide
Now I’m living out my days in this fucking fire

Red lights with the warning signs flash
Enemy of the state with an AK
Hoods draped with an unknown face 
Pull ya' ski mask down let the violence elevate
Bullets rain and shade the sun with shells
In a minute
All will tell of the time that hell had prevailed
Media mania
Reign of the suits
Infected like a virus 
How we even buy this shit
We hunt the eye witness
HA
Never could tell 
Who the truth hurt
Twisted fingers
Television blurs
Switchblade curse
Wanna fuck with the silent type
Blood web in a violent night
Worlds lost to a guy in the sky
Lies told to the sheep 
Then followed out by the weak

Final Warning

Motherfucker comin with that murder shit
I cut and dip
On the window scribble the name of mother fucking true evil
Dot's paranoid
The parasite
My paradise at night
Frightened more than words
The worst
The fever creeps
Flow down on me
Bitches try and flip the script
No rhyme or reason for the shit
Give me the reason
Committing treason
Hollering preaching
Meet me when we take the big sleep in a box filled with dust
Close your eyes and come with us

She writing murder on the walls
Blisters from the grip around my neck
They split
She spits her venom
Gnawing like a tic
Digging deeper sink her bite
Lockjaw
Six claws
Fornicating like a widow
With an hourglass on her belly
Beauty laced with devilish ways
I drink her nectar like a drug
I'm bugged the wires in my head are twisted
I'ma need a minute
The blood is so acidic
Critical damage
How can I be any more specific?
Fuck this bitch get rid of it

Once upon a time I was lied to
Remembering the times I was trying
Just to try
I'm flying to the right
Right behind you
Thought I had the right
Now I see you're out of sight
Despite the time we spent
I'm left here in the past
This lasted long enough
I cannot grasp your actions
Now I fall asleep
Crying while your rest In
Pieces inside of me
Broken can not release it

Chapters

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

Blood is flowing from the gutters
It's me there is no other
The devil and my brother's
Smell of hell?
It fucking smothers
I guess it is no wonder
I wonder if my mother thinks of me
As I descend into leather
This De Ville is getting wetter
Guess I better check the weather
Gas and Dot and The Pretender
The collector of my tender soul
Surrender all I got
Cause I wanted to be better
I swear never thought end up in this seat with the devil

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

Fillin my lungs with all his smoke
Gritting my teeth the haze is thick
Fuckin' with Yung Lu
Practice sin
Picking up bitches ya she wanna suck my dick
I wonder if mama proud of the man I became
Devil in De Ville
Chrome spoke
20 inch ride
1 road
Burning all the way to hell
Been dead already
Promise I will meet you there
Reaper don't break character
No faux
Sign away a part of my life every time I go
Noose around my neck
It's like a chain
A statement telling me you hate me
Every second feeling closer to the great lake
Flames blazing from the hood
Marking my name in blood
Death stood still
As I turn to soot

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

The Reapers Passengers

Poor Bastard

Easy Come Easy Go

Reclaimed Flame

From A Dream To The Grave

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Isn't it a Fucking Awesome idea we have here 
Look at your bitch in her tears
Finish your beer
Tears on my face
As I silently pray
I'll hold this cross
Mind ya business
And watch your whole fucking life it vanish
Pump the shotty
Storm the lobby
Should have turned a blind eye to strong arm robbery
Your bitch still teared up
I take her with me
We in my crib now
She feeling frisky
Triple six tatted on my dick
I see God in her pussy so I hit
Could have been avoided if you closed your lips
Bitch

Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice
Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice

Don't look in my way
Ya nose better be straight
I been holdin' my name
This isn't a game
You preachin' ya lies
Slander for fame
It's what i despise
The kid who cries
(WOOF WOOF)
Better burn bridge
Fake friend you ain't shit
Latchin' on cuz I rise
Leech don't like the fye
Have ta let go 
You’re worn you worm
Bloodsucka just die
Look the other way
Wouldn't wanna say 
Rollin in a bag
Cuz you couldn't keep ya mouth shut
What the fuck? Ya serious? Delirious
Mad man with a twisted brain
Here to cause pain
Didnt I tell ya I was a killa
The one who would deal ya
Now you say
Please oh please I thought we were friends
And now you are scared and all afraid

Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice
Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice
Summon the demon for some reason
Summon the fucking Heathen
He'll be the reason I made the choice
He'll be the poison 
I'll be the voice

Aren’t we all manic?
Depressed?
I’m not
I told you I’ve had it
I’m no less satanic
So fuck all the Xanax
Leave you with the panic
In love with my tunes
I’m hopeless romantic
Fuck a bitch roll
Best friends lies I was told
You just a bitch hoe
Suck a dick blow
I am the death note
Write it in black gold
Cut you no slack bro
Pull out the knife slow
Out of my back yo
I won’t react no
Bitch please
Forget my name
You’re the one that’s to blame
I still fuck out the pain
Fuck a slut and the games
Cause you’re always insane
Living shamelessly vain
Can ya pussy be tamed?
Get the fuck out my brain
 
I won’t take another step that’s fine
You lied
It’s just another tragic story
No more magic in my head thats why
I’m dead
It’s just another song that’s boring
One knife blood down my back
I tried
I left a bitter pill by your bedside
One more year that’s another you cry
Won’t turn back till the day that I die

Naomi

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Welcome to the penitentiary
To live and die an enemy
Of my family
Forever you will never be
Free from the demon
Lurking in your dreams
Aye it’s me
I’m the nightmare
Waiting down on center street
The silence
Is so violent
There’s a riot
Breaking out inside of me 
To live a life with all this grief
I can’t believe
It’s happening
He better see
What’s left in me
The darkness 
And a bloody scene
An emptiness that’s trapped in me

​

We all live in a fucked up system
The children are in the worst position

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Running reckless on the streets
You got a death wish
Sentenced flesh for flesh
Remorse is not something
That you will get from me
You broke a family
Curse your name
You fucking snake
I hope you rot
Inside that cell 
While you pray for your own salvation

Dead city
No pity 
Don't you see that you’re a joke?
Uncanny 
How you manage?
Runnin' your mouth
Like a child now
Cold blooded killer
Beat a man just for the thrill
Left him bludgeoned
Beaten battered
Now you pay the lives ya' shattered

​

The blood is on your hands
The blood is on your hands
The blood is
The blood is
The blood is
The blood is

​

Soon you’ll be turning in your grave 
Just a string of numbers 
No longer Have a fucking name 
Gave yourself up
Dumb mothafucka'
Up for days on end 
Don’t pretend for the plea 
Sit your ass down and rot in a puddle of your own piss 
Don’t fuckin’ trust the ones that claim to be your brother
Night Enders til the sky fall black 
Under covers never wonder 
Why the fuck you sick cunt 
Never worry cos you’re gone 
Never cry coz I won

STRESS

Anaheim

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Double drop Xany'
And a perc' in the mornin’
Why the fuck not?
This life is too boring
I ain’t keeping score
Keep the codeine poring
Take me to the store
It’s the forty oz. glory
Gacked out
Smacked out
Give me something that will floor me
This is just another morphine story
Jonny was a wet brain
Left lane
Type of life
Ride until you die
Roll the die
Spin the chamber twice
Redline till' the tail pipe spits fire
Slow your ass down
Or you’ll get hit with The Red Dot

We got a room full of rowdy muthafuckas’
Sit back 
I promise 
I’ll vacate 
The pills 
Have vacated 
The brain can not hold it
No more sweats 
I’m cold 
And it’s pouring 
A few more codeine 
Might control it 
Three crows 
So low 
Fuckin' immortal 
Gimme some mo’
Lookin’ up 
Hollerin’ up 
God did not show up 
Wetter the brain 
Wetter than rain 
Let me go 
Feel it no more 
Losin’ all sense of the world
Flatline 
Fuck I’m overdosin’

I don’t wanna live
The road less traveled
I will end it all
In downward spiral
I’m the king of blood
Forget the titles
I will end it all
In downward spiral

So I’m slurrin’ words and I got a foggy brain
Smoke stacked
Pills racked
Blowback
Bloody nose 
Taste the drip it stings it brings me back to life again
Foamed up with a styrofoam cup
Fizzy lil purple pop
Twist my stomach up
Sippin’ til I’m throwin’ up
Excuse me while I fuck it up
Twisted boys
We here to let the heathens run a muck
Kids with slomo’ and a mix of promo
Fuckin’ up their dome
Wet brain syndrome

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