BROKEN

Ded End is the Debut album from Three Or Die.

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Ded End

Friends

Prod. YCK

Thirty one nights in a legal asylum
Where the paperwork at so I’ll go and defile em
I can act for myself no divine command
And what I’d give in a trade for a sleight of hand
Any cunning stunts and any running fronts
That I’d would be committed to the coming months
And my attention is spent it would be diverted
But the newfound tricks I could bask in learning
Revel and gloat in the ways to finesse
I could brag about the fees that I paid em off to impress
And because it’s legal doesn’t mean it’s righteous
If we’re talking ethics that ain’t here to guide us
Something separating the humans apart from beasts
Are imaginary codes and integrity the beliefs
That we’re better ain’t the truth we could follow instinct
In the end I’ll be betting predicting we go extinct

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy

Transmitters up clockwork when the spring come
I’m in no shape to be leading a kingdom
Engineered inside a laboratory
Well I’m like a cancer you can’t ignore me
Nothing to add no testimony
Will exempt myself and I’ll be bested only
By death herself and I bet she’ll come 
To make me pay the price in what I’m fleeing from
Won’t get redemption in the fifth dimension
Fibers in my muscles are tearing up from the tension
Crush any particle that I’m made of
There ain’t no force in nature I’m afraid of
Cold intervention give no extension
Reigning down the worst on the earth is my sole intention
If I had a say in me being born
I’d much rather stay how I was before

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy

Heretic

Sent to Salvation

HATRED (PROD. 5:10)

Ritalin (Prod. unknwnshi)

Captain Price prod. FALLEN

Hunnid Days

~lyrics~

Banded up in the bando
Red handed with the white up my nose hoe
Nobody sees where the goods where the light go
Nobody knows, oh my god where'd the nights go

Fucked up bitch, I'm an asshole, mad hoe
Fucked that shit like I meant all the time woah
Rewind quick cos that bitch she was nice tho
Uh


Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho

Kiss her goodnight hoe

I been up, from the set, where did I go
Emo, english boy it's a hype thing yeah they know
Yeah they know
Text me X an O's
They're for show
Do they really want me?
I don't know
I don't know yeah

Trashed up
Fucked with the angel boy slitting his wrists
In the studio
Back to the back with this shit
An it's I know I don't wanna fuck that bitch
Cos I got my queen so fuck that ish
Hold on
Lemme sip that quick
Gotta move fast with this slow ass shit
Fuck a 9-5 rather die in a ditch
(AY)


Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Sippin' On Reds (prod. Metlast X Luffy)

Tsunami J. & YCK - Tunnel Vision (Prod. Walt)

Prod. Fantom, shoutout to @soaped for asking me to be on this track

[soap.]
Pop out constraints like I’m made of c4 
I’m undebatably a fuckin freak show 
I walked away from they Inflated egos 
Watch em turn to rubble in a nutshell, I been known 
Hate to bring the pressure bitch you never keep up 
And even at your best you bitches bend and freeze up 
Extra special message for whoever needs one 
I could end whoever no regret to feel, 
I’m fucked up 
‘Member do or die like it’s last night 
Half life, do we have time to react right? 
Fasten my attention to the matters of the second 
Never grasped the fifth dimension til it shattered on my skull 
Trepidation anxious
Blank pages impatience
Shapeshifted the shame dissipation 
Ain’t fixing the past but my pace been abrasive the waste change into gold 

Where I stand 
In between me and you 
They’d have to take half to see me thru 
Way past what they been doing 
Lame interpretations while
I’m burning up the pages 
Not concerned discerning hatred from irrational blame
Next to why I’m aching It’s all laughable ain’t it 
I took the crash out and saved it 
I took the bad out of anguish 
And aftermath of the man I was 
Is the man I been chasing I made it back, bitch

[YCK]
If the good die young then imma fucking live forever
Ditch my physical form my impact you couldn’t have measured
You cannot modify shifting or stop inevitabilities
Overridden by panic programmed innately this will to breathe, I’m
Leaving em all on hush mode ain’t one for conversation
I couldn’t be bothered I will be donezo for my improper statements
I think that’s enough elusion removing dreamed up conclusions
And no the fuck you ain’t glowing that’s cause I debuffed the lumens
Waiting out the half life a heathen in my past life
But in the present cannot say I’ve been wronging my past rights
Rules for thee but not for me I’m never obedient
Boutta phone who’s expedient termination’s immediate 
Gone to escapism and better not to a state prison
A total loss of cognition like maybe why do I stay hidden
I disappear like Criss Angel evading what all we caught up in
Press delete and complete it commanding that’s my prerogative

soap. x YCK - C4 (Prod. Fantom)

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Tsunami J. & YCK - Tunnel Vision (Prod. Walt)

Tsunami J.

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