REAP WHAT YOU SOW

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Ain’t nobody honest
I just smell betrayal
Snakes all in the grass hoe but this is not a fable
I just keep it real, you the first of April
Fake fucks, never trust 'em watch me turn the tables
Ain’t nobody honest
I just smell betrayal
Snakes all in the grass hoe but this is not a fable
I just keep it real, you the first of April
Fake fucks, never trust 'em watch me turn the tables

[VAGUE]

From the underground
Where the serpents never die
A place that you’ve never seen
And where you feel alive
If you listen now
Betrayal that i’m seein now

Holdin till we make it
All our lines we never faked it
And we plan to fucken take it
Get the whole world bowin down
If you listen now
Betrayal that i’m seein now

[T.R.I.P.]

Fuck you I don’t need no help I’ll do this shit my self
Overcoming all my fears I conquer everything I’m dealt
Death is coming closer, it’s the truth without compel
Never look the reaper in the eyes it’s only hell so don’t rebel

Bitches on my dick never trust a pussy bitch
I learned that when the serpent comes we all just end up in a ditch
There ain’t no god to save you
Ain’t no where to run
UAV the mothafuckas that you fear so huddle up

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Ain’t nobody honest
I just smell betrayal
Snakes all in the grass hoe but this is not a fable
I just keep it real, you the first of April
Fake fucks, never trust 'em watch me turn the tables
Ain’t nobody honest
I just smell betrayal
Snakes all in the grass hoe but this is not a fable
I just keep it real, you the first of April
Fake fucks, never trust 'em watch me turn the tables

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BETRAYAL [Prod. ROOSEVELT]

[VAGUE]

Back then when my shit stopped
We always movin on to the next drop
I’m never tryin to look back
To the streets where the homies could get popped
Always tryin to build a side, what’s left inside of me
And will not be the thing that’s defining me
So fuck what you see and how you look at me
Better get the facts right, before judgin me

I grew up so low, surrounded by drugs in a shit home
Many times I just let my mind roam
Whatever it took just to get gone
I know that shits in the past
That shit went by so fast
Many years of wantin to die
But I’m glad that shit will never come back

And we try to move on
hangin off the ledge even I try holdin on
What the fuck am I doin wrong? 
My past creeps, it keeps goin on
My message hittin deep
Wake me from my sleep
I’m comatose and paralyzed from what’s around me
True story

[T.R.I.P.]

Whats up with all the fakeness?
Why can’t they keep it real?
Can see right through your bullshit 
Just like a broken seal
See I don’t trust no one, I never drop my fuckin shield 
The land of torment raining blood down everytime I kill

Demons that’s living inside of my head
And they telling me that my situation going to worsen
Gotta get to the top somehow someway, gotta put the work in 
Came too far to quit, sacrificed a lot of shit 
All the countless hours spent and I would do it all again
Who truly has your back when your life at the all time lowest 
It’s devil watching closely as the bodies fill the ocean 
Fuck religion I loving sinning
All your fuckin mindsare closed minded
Blinded mothafuckas realizing that this hell ain't done rising

DEEP END [Prod. GORE OCEAN]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

All of the unknown, and we try to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown
Keep on trying to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown

[VAGUE]

I'll keep on hauntin till hes dead
Wasting no more time, it's the life that he spent
It's the taste, it's a waste
It's the blood around face
It's the evil that is comin from inside of us, around this place

It's such a simple disguise
I'm always feeling like the time is comin only to die
Its seemin like it so impossible to say my goodbyes
Look I'm feenin, for some meaning
Just to save my demise, I know

[T.R.I.P.]

If I got a problem, then I let it be known
So ima let the pussies know that we ain’t playing no more
It’s UAV all day everyday to grave, yea I say it all the time
But it’s the only thing I bang, so what fuck boy keep it moving
You gone end up turning in your grave to my music
Cause you hating life and you always steady losing
And you looking for a handout mothafucka
Yea we knew it mothafucka what?

[HOOK: VAGUE]

All of the unknown, and we try to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown
Keep on trying to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown

VALHALLA

[HOOK]

Cursed with the pain
And we feeling all the same
A true disguise
Waiting at the mothafuckin gates
Demons coming my way, through the night
And these nightmares ain't stoppin

Cursed with the pain
And we feeling on the same
A true disguise
My mental is breaking, these walls keep on shaking
The darkness is what i'm embracin

[T.R.I.P.]

Yea
Y'all mothafuckas should know i'm untamed
Young T.R.I.P. with the AK, i'm insane
I'm outside in an all black range
Got the red dot, put a hole in yo face

Fuck around drag yo body to the gates
Leave you lost like you running in a maze
I'm really bouta my lose cool I ain't playin
Blood spilling all over the fuckin place

[HOOK]

Cursed with the pain
And we feeling all the same
A true disguise
Waiting at the mothafuckin gates
Demons coming my way, through the night
And these nightmares ain't stoppin

Cursed with the pain
And we feeling on the same
A true disguise
My mental is breaking, these walls keep on shaking
The darkness is what i'm embracin

[VAGUE]

Yeah
All I hear is the bullshit, you talk alot
How you gonna be there, bitch that's a lie
Making all the promises but you can't decide
I'd rather be alone, in the dark waiting here to die

Never gonna lose it like I'm losing my life
Tryin not think it like I'm losing my mind
I might
Holdin off all the goodbyes
Do what I gotta to do just to get bye

[HOOK]

Cursed with the pain
And we feeling all the same
A true disguise
Always hard to feel alive
Put our souls into the

Cursed with the pain
And we feeling on the same
A true disguise
Always hard to feel alive
Put our souls into the

CROOKED SMILE [Prod. Vez]

[VAGUE]

Life's a blur
Unexpected every turn
And we rollin wit the homies
With the shotties let 'em burn
Live and learn
UAV is taken over anyways
It doesn't matter what you do we gonna take it anyways

Just ride slow
On the nights, that it's cold
And I'm ridin wit the windows down, this shit is never old
Always takin back, and on the day I'll never sell my soul
On these nights I take advantage, cause I don't feel so alone

Locked up, lights on, I see no one's home
But that doesn't matter, cause we've grown since the Catacombs
If you got a problem we can fight at any place
That's because UAV is takin over anyways

[T.R.I.P.]

I pull up to your house and drag you out
Then you get stomped out
In a black m3 is what I’m on now
Feeling the ghost rider, the way im on fire
And i'm coming for the mothafuckas who ever daring to try us
Hoe
I know y’all praying on my downfall, wassup
I know you mothafuckas all soft, let’s go
Drag your body to the graveyard, oh no
UAV is killin all y’all, fasho

All these fake mothafuckas with they AKs
Pussy boy you look soft we know that you don't bang
Waiving round your pistol and thinking that you hard
I’ll put this barrel against yo, head and make you pay the cost
Hoe

BULLETPROOF [Prod. FALLEN]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Sippin on some poison It’s runnin thru my skin
It’s like a bottle every night, when does this ever end?
A thousand knives
I need to feel alive

Depression always knowin on how to settle in
It’s like a struggle every night, when does this ever end?
A thousand knives
I need to feel alive

[T.R.I.P.]

I’m made in hell dropping bodies down the well
Always pictured my self getting up
When I would always fail
Never accept defeat
I get this special feeling when I’m roaming underneath
Losin grip on my demons but still follow me

Death is automatic, when I’m all alone i panic
That’s why I would rather vanish and deal with eternal madness
Reaper seems to be coming close
Noose around my throat
Watch my fucking body float, and tell me who you love the most 

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Sippin on some poison It’s runnin thru my skin
It’s like a bottle every night, when does this ever end?
A thousand knives
I need to feel alive

Depression always knowin on how to settle in
It’s like a struggle every night, when does this ever end?
A thousand knives
I need to feel alive

[VAGUE]

Many of my days I wish I let it go
It’s just another armageddon attackin on my soul
It’s like a nightmare that I use to know
That’s been creepin every night, I’m losin sleep until I lose control

Don’t lose control of time
Cause one day you gonna wanna wake up and wish you can hit rewind 
But you already knew that
You got a few set backs
But that should never interfere if you comin back

POISON [Prod. Vaegud]

[VAGUE]

You’ll know when I rise to the 6
Grabbin that knife and I’ll cut yo bitch
I’ll put you in a fucken ditch
Just listen
All that fucken talk is toxic
Holdin all your homies pockets
You don’t want the beef so homie stop it
Don’t wanna dig your grave, just drop it
Go home
Grab your gun and cock it
The reaper waiting by your fucken rottin corpse
Blood and flesh has stained the floor
But you said you that you wanted war
Thought I’d never find out
I’ll cut your fucken eyes out
Bein a bitch in the back
With a call out
Doesn’t matter what you say
Cause we all gettin paid
You once had clout but it all gone fade now
I’m stayin heartless in the mind just to play
All that talk you can’t relate
Just take a walk
You can’t complain
There’s a lot im leavin out
A lot of doubt you given out
So fuck your feelings
Here and now
We’re sick of dealin with these Clowns

[T.R.I.P.]

Pussy mothafucka wanna talk about our numbers
But we know that you the one who be hiding undercovers
Bitch boy
Better watch your mothafuckin mouth
When I pull up with a stick
Bouta take a nigga out
You lookin like typical mothafucka
That’s lookin for a handout
Shit there’s bouta be a man down 
Mama should’ve told you to never run your mothafuckin mouth
Now she gotta see you laying in a ditch now
You don’t wanna start no beef with me
You trying act hard, bitch boy you sweet 
You know what they say, that talk is cheap 
Depressed ass drunk boy trying to reach 
Watch yo fuckin mouth and your damn tone
Until we in person
Until then keep on suckin that dick
And keep on fuckin lurkin hoe
Mossberg pump to the chest
And I don’t give a fuck if i’m making a mess 
Lost in dark while I’m choppin up bodies
I do this shit blindly
The devils impressed 
Better think twice who you fuck with 
I can see through you posers you nothing 
Got your shitty name written on my black list 
If you wanna step up
You gon find out quick
That you ain’t shit

HEARTLESS [Prod. BLACK LIONS]

[T.R.I.P.]

I got a succubus she a bad ass bitch
Yea, never catch me lacking cuz I’m on shit
If I come up big then so does my clique
UAV the gang till I end up in the ditch 
Mothafuckas claiming know us 
If you want the smoke you can pull up
And catch the fade bruh
Riding with the devil on my side 
Knock knock T.R.I.P. is here to take your life
Swerving off in a Skyline matte black coupe
If I was in your shoes
Damn I’d be mad too
Empty out these mothafuckin bullets at your brain
Lately I been going insane
So just stay in your lane
Fuck boy you don’t really smoke 
Come close you can get the 44
Fuck around you gone catch yourself finding out
Fuckin with the reaper you pussies gon end up in the ground 

[VAGUE]

Lemme tell you what I’ve seen
And it’s all spite
Givin in and thinkin deeper
But you lose sight
Give a fuck
I’m thinkin clearer 
Just to be right
Many differences
Don’t act like we the same
Preachin all your bullshit
Stop, cause it’s lame
I wonder how these mothafuckas gonna get thru life
It’s not hard
But you gotta try to it keep right
A soft heart is bringin you down
To lose a fight
And startin shit with everybody
Just to get a bite
Whatcha willing to lose?
Just another motherfucker here abusin the booze
Don’t be comin at me like you got me caught on the news
And Hey Stan
I don’t wanna be holdin your hand
Its a rat race, in a rat chase
Get the fuck outta my place
Cause you can’t lace
And we beat you to it
No excuses
Cause a lot of people goin thru it
This is just a little taste
If you wanna do it

SUCCUBUS [Prod. ANTCATY]

[SCHIZO]

No Bible
I’ve been bad from the beginnin
Talkin human sacrifices only righteous way of livin
It’s the
Whole gang hounds ride in a black hurst 
Bodies in the back
Wwe don’t talk pull the strap first 
Y’all don’t want the smoke with me
Talking for the weakest sheeps
I’m a fuckin hound
And we devour all the weakest links 
We don’t fuck with trends
I'm sayin fuck you to the industry 
We comin with that devil shit
A triple sixin trilogy 

[T.R.I.P.]

Season of the sick
This that wicked shit that is coming quick 
9 up on my hip
I unleash it then I’m splitting wigs 
I’m bringing terror
I don’t give a fuck bitch who yo wit
This the devils playground
So buckle up hoe we in this bitch 
Open up your mind
And feel the presence of the mothafuckin beast 
When you cannot sleep
Just look up and then pray to UAV 
We’re the serpants and the creatures of land right underneath 
Fuck you pussies we gone gut you up
And eat yo fuckin spleen 
Psych ward killa shit
You bustas know right where I’m at 
I’m posted up in location 666 on the map
Fuck your feelings and fuck your homies
Yea, it’s like that 
Hauling bodies in a hearse while we collecting tags 

[VAGUE]

Feelin like there’s many minds on a stop
You thinkin that your time is comin
Homie that’s the plot
Sickness on the mental
All the patience it’s a prob
And you try to kill the fiend
Remindin you that I’m a god
Oh shit
Devil risin from the pit
Lookin thru my fucken eyes
Can you see this shit?
Stop
Why do all the bitches wanna fold?
If you really wanna do it then you might as well go
Or drop it
If I gave a fuck
Look at all the fakers now
Gotta really take some time to see who the homies now
Shotgun to the liars and the fakes
And I’m takin off they mask
You can’t hide behind the face

SEASON OF THE SICK (Feat. Schizo) [Prod. GREY]

[T.R.I.P.]

Evil shit is all I know
I’m coming out the crazy house,
Creepin on a come up mothafucka
That’s without a doubt,
Gripping on my Glock tight
Ccannot trust a single soul
Devil shutting out the light
That’s the only way it goes 
Feeling like I’m falling way too far down
Devil on my back I cannot hide now
If I die today I hope you all proud of this shit
That I worked so hard for but it’s gone now
Nothing else matters in the world
But the memories never fade
Got a pile of fuckin problems
But too scared to turn the page
When we dying in the end we only heading one way
Look up in the sky as we laying in our graves

[VAGUE]

Layin in my grave
Need to find a way
It’s out of mind
It’s another day
Just another day
That I’m in my grave
And it’s hollow
What’s in store for tomorrow?
Try to find a heart to borrow
Even if it gets too late
Try to get me thru the gate
When it’s hard to fucken follow
I’ve been drownin in my mind and my sorrows for a long time
Yeah
and It’s a whole lot
It’s whole lot
Thought I’d finally find an end, but I guess not

LAYING IN OUR GRAVES [Prod. CRCL]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Too many missions with decisions, I was always bound
I wish my mind was always open, you can’t come around
Im with my essence in the ground, until my soul is found
Maggots crawl
I’ll keep fucken fightin, like I lost it all
Too many missions with decisions, I was always bound
I wish my mind was always open, you can’t come around
Im with my essence in the ground, until my soul is found
Maggots crawl
I’ll keep fucken fightin, like I lost it all

[T.R.I.P.]

Falling in a downward spiral
Thinking I’m hell bound
One of the many lost souls
That’s trapped inside the hotel
Kickin it with devil
Before I die and I burn in hell
Murdering mothafuckas so often
I got some souls to sell
Don’t get fucked up pussy
Don’t be wasting all my time
Riding through the crypt
Got yo bitch choking on my 9
Laying in a coffin
I’m burning inside the fire
Got my demons doing the devils work
And all that’s on my mind

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Too many missions with decisions, I was always bound
I wish my mind was always open, you can’t come around
Im with my essence in the ground, until my soul is found
Maggots crawl
I’ll keep fucken fightin, like I lost it all
Too many missions with decisions, I was always bound
I wish my mind was always open, you can’t come around
Im with my essence in the ground, until my soul is found
Maggots crawl
I’ll keep fucken fightin, like I lost it all

[VAGUE]

You give in
You give out
Don't Listen
Just know now
And all the bullshit that you say
Yeah, I've learned to tune out
The many years with lots of tears
To cry em' out
I'm feeling like the end was comin
So come take me out
Not alot of people wanna listen
But they think i'm goin crazy
Ain't got a pot to piss in
But still wanna be so lazy
If you wanna go far in life
Then stop droppin all them maybes
They sit back and call it an act
And all the facts are shady

HELL BOUND [Prod. ROOSEVELT]

[T.R.I.P.]

Dropping mothafuckas straight down to the pit
If you fuckin with UNAVERAGE GANG you fuckers R.I.P.
Bitch I’m rolling with the shadows
The darkness is stuck inside of me
All up in the cut leave you bleeding
Bitch do not bother me
Catch me burning crosses
Turning these niggas into carcasses 
Feening for the feeling of the death
So I’m here to murder shit 
Grip my Glock tight
I’m an assassin on the scope
Bitch I’m here to end your life
Leave you leaking on the floor
I don’t give a fuck about the fame
I’m here to run the game
I think my Choppa got the hiccups
And it’s scattering your brain 
swear that all the voices in my head
Just start to sound the same 
The devil hiding in disguise
I feel him every day 

[VAGUE]

It’s always runnin thru my mind
Tt stays the same
Wether it be a couple bodies
Take a shotty to the brain
All the pain that’s always risin up inside of me
You’ll never get the chance to even feel you can confide in me
This shit is hard to say
With the amount that I give away
Passin everyday
I wonder what I can takeaway
This shit is crazy
I feel like I’m goin insane
I’m entering the crazy house
And got bottles of pain
I’m overlookin all the decisions
I made from my visions
It doesn’t matter what I had to do to get my commission
I’m always lookin out
If the game only brings me pain
Then you have to take me out

DEVIL MADE ME DO IT [Prod. EYKEY]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

What you want for real?
Realize that you living life and can't feel
I try to make it in and try make it out
Doesn't matter what the fuck I do
You know I'm feelin doubt
What you want for real?
Realize that you living life and can't feel
I try to make it in and try make it out
Doesn't matter what the fuck I do
You know I'm feelin doubt

[VAGUE]

Yeah
Give a fuck about a minor situation
It's not findin me, dawg
It's just another conversation
And you wanna say it's not a diss
But talkin shit, it is a diss
It doesn't matter much to me
You another name up on the list
Funny how you makin all these "Friends" up in this hobby
Cause you claimin that they family
And then go throw them in the lobby
Then when everyone is gone
You'll wake up and have some coffee
You'll be thinking
Did they really give a fuck?
Probably
You ain't never had a loss
Till you lost it all
All the friends you cuttin off
Won't break the fall
Even thru your eyes
Bet you'll finally realize
You're the start and endin of the story
To your own demise
You ain't never had a loss
Till you lost it all
All the friends you cuttin off
Won't break the fall
Even thru your eyes
Bet you'll finally realize
You're the start and endin of the story
To your own demise

[HOOK: VAGUE]

What you want for real?
Realize that you living life and can't feel
I try to make it in and try make it out
Doesn't matter what the fuck I do
You know I'm feelin doubt
What you want for real?
Realize that you living life and can't feel
I try to make it in and try make it out
Doesn't matter what the fuck I do
You know I'm feelin doubt

[T.R.I.P.]

How you hating on me with the hard work
That I put into this shit
Miserable ass motherfuckers
Always acting like a bitch
Get the fuck up out the mix
All you do is run your lips
All you pussies make me sick
Always banking on a wish
Me and you are not the same
I can't relate
I can't sit down on my ass
Begging hoping for a change
Get up and get to work
Ain't nobody sorry for you
Get up out your feelings
Your family is fucking counting on you
All these weak minded mothafuckas
Can't dig they self out the grave
On a mission trying find my way out of this fuckin maze
All praise to Unaverage Gang
All they do is talk and hate
Coming hot right out the gates
Feel like hades with the flame
Game is driving me insane
Y'all give clout to all the lames
Only thing I feel is rage
And I'm here to bring you pain
You was Born a bitch
Yea I can't relate
UAV them hellish hounds
Unleashing it through our veins

Hell Has Eyes

MINOR SITUATION

[T.R.I.P.]

Burning bodies, you alive
I do the opposite
Schizo in the back
We heading down to the Necropolis
Three-headed Cerberus, we need to see a psychologist
Pissin’ on your grave, I fill it up like a urologist
Wait, we running it back
Fucking the game up, I don’t wanna cap
Summon the demon, I chop ‘em in half
Coming around, and I step on the gas, uh
Out the gates, we’re mistaken for the sons of Satan
Back in business with all ya'll favorite collaboration
Slugs making ‘em float
Like a motherfuckin’ poltergeist,
Eyes rolling back
Got me feeling like the antichrist.
UAV causing a genocide, if you want it
Come and get it, pussy boy, go and cross the line

[SCHIZO]

Schizo’s coming back
Putting nails inside the coffin
I’m caustic, malicious, like the devil
Bitch, take caution
Taking bodies
Wrap ‘em up inside the cellophane
My mind’s fuckin’ cuckoo
Just oopsied on some benzocaine
Into pain, split your dome
Ease the knife between your brain
Worse than every demon
Even evil can’t receive the blame
I am the apocalypse, I’m like apocalyptico
Except I disembody anybody tryna seize my throne
I’m sinister, you know that
Get evil when I need to eat ya ego up
Decay from the inside
Then possess ya like a demon does
Psychotically ironic that I talk like a psychologist
But then I flip the switch and stick it in your esophagus

[VAGUE]

Goodbye
Last thing I said while ending your life
Always on the edge, what a waste of my time
Blood pouring down on my fuckin’ red eyes
Shut your fuckin’ mouth
Cause I’ll switch it out
You a loss for words
Like you passed out
But that’s not the right route
Calling me grave, I’ll put ‘em away
It’s not the right crowd
They building a case, Not leaving a trace
Find me in the shadows
And you’ll finally get a taste
Wolf pack tappin’ in and grabbing your soul
I’ma find you fuckin’ lackin’
Hand you off to Schizo
He’s sending a message on the skin
While he’s bashing your skull
And leave your body to rot
So that the maggots can grow, hoe

NECROPOLIS (feat. Schizo) [Prod. Zyller]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

I’ve been reminiscing ever since the other day
Just another fucken soul that’s been lost away
I’ve been trapped in the motion and It cannot fade
Tried to get a hold of it but lost the grip, it got away
I’ve been reminiscing ever since the other day
Just another fucken soul that’s been lost away
I’ve been trapped in the motion and It cannot fade
Tried to get a hold of it but lost the grip, it got away

[VAGUE]

I'm combinin and ignoring the visions
I never talk about the future
Cause I’m still in the picture
And that’s just how it goes
In a world of bad habits
And it’s weighin on my peace
Being raised by drug addicts
And It always seemin like it’s never endin
Gotta be more careful
Gotta to take control of your all spendin
The world is so fucked
It needed to much
To keep you independent
While the ones you love
Are defendants
It’s the cycle of life to feel the pressure
But what you doin
With your time to put in all the effort?
I’m really trying hard just to find the right measure
Find the balance in between, its for business or for pleasure
A lot of people always losin themselves
Instead of runnin the world
They stay sheepin themselves
And it’s quite sad, that you can’t get out of this hell
Don’t wanna be just another person trapped in a cell

[HOOK: VAGUE]

I’ve been reminiscing ever since the other day
Just another fucken soul that’s been lost away
I’ve been trapped in the motion and It cannot fade
Tried to get a hold of it but lost the grip, it got away
I’ve been reminiscing ever since the other day
Just another fucken soul that’s been lost away
I’ve been trapped in the motion and It cannot fade
Tried to get a hold of it but lost the grip, it got away

[T.R.I.P.]

I think i’m cursed riding round Vegas
In that hearse shooting up your body
Like a mothafuckin nurse 
Had to go berserk up on this track
Now watch 'em burn 
Training day with the devil
Putting these rappers in the dirt yuh
Slide with that heater on me
Talking to the dead 
Resurrected from the depths
I’m coming for your head
Shame on you pussy boys for talking out your neck
If you really want the smoke
I put it down for my set 
I got two whips, ones my bitch and ones my daily 
UAV Records is the label that be paying me 
Fuck a flex, my boys ain’t rockin any reps 
Mob with the squad, UAV until the death 
Every scene that i’m in
They be treating me like a grinch
Scared as fuck
When I pull up with them hallow tips
These rappers can’t compete with us
Please do not attempt
Snatch your fuckin soul
And take you down to the abyss, lil bitch

Bone Marrow

Bone Marrow [Prod. Roosevelt]

[T.R.I.P.]

I gotta break away
From these fuckin chains that’s wrapped around my mental
I been dealing with stress everyday 
I wanna run far away and never come home
Im like many others, just another lost soul 
Too many breaks will lead right you into a dark path 
That’s why I keep my head down
And keep working on my own craft
Never gave a fuck about what anybody thought of me
They can keep on hating
While I’m chasing out my fuckin dreams

[HOOK: VAGUE]

I never thought I’d be the person that I ought a be
Nothin gonna fucken change
Just don’t bother me
Crawling up from inside and I’m all alone
My bodies here but my minds in a different zone
I never thought I’d be the person that I ought a be
Nothin gonna fucken change
Just don’t bother me
Crawling up from inside and I’m all alone
My bodies here but my minds in a different zone

[VAGUE]

All the times I could of said it
But never said it
It could of left my mind
You know Id never let it
I put the past behind
And homie let’s forget it
The past will keep on creepin
Only if you let it

I’m diggin em’ deeper
And callin the creatures
Try never lookin in my mind
Only lackin the features
I never
Hold back
Don’t be callin it an act
If you never seen it before
Don’t try to be the one to score

[HOOK: VAGUE]

I never thought I’d be the person that I ought a be
Nothin gonna fucken change
Just don’t bother me
Crawling up from inside and I’m all alone
My bodies here but my minds in a different zone
I never thought I’d be the person that I ought a be
Nothin gonna fucken change
Just don’t bother me
Crawling up from inside and I’m all alone
My bodies here but my minds in a different zone

MISTAKES

MISTAKES [Prod. R3DQX]

[T.R.I.P.]

Bitch i’ll blow your body back
You fuckin with a menace
It’s still fuck a label
UAV Records, we independent
Repping to the death of me
Got a fuckin calvary, no matter what the fuck I do
I cannot fail my family 
Talk about the gang
I’ll put my 4s against your fuckin throat
Come too close to me
I’ll make sure that you meet the Holy Ghost 
Riding with the 44 in the 400 Hunnit
Hitting switches
Mothafuckas break they necks, when they see how them wheels titled 
Break the silence, bring the mothafuckin riots out 
I’m craving violence and T.R.I.P. is about to crash out 
Going hard inside the pit, until I pass out
It’s getting bloody and buddy tried calling time out 
I see the reaper staring right into my face
Go and tell the devil that he gotta wait
I cut a deal and I somehow still got away 
It’s UAV until the mothafuckin grave

[VAGUE]

Do or die
Give up on the things
You’ve never seen
Minor recollection
On the things that you never bring
Like who am I?
Just a humble being and a fiend
Lookin in the glass
Cause it just ain’t what it seem
Look back
Cause you got fucked up
Never cross the line
Switching lanes
Is always bad luck
Don’t deny
All the creatures livin in your spine
The time is fucken comin
Turn the sixes to the nines
It’s hard given up
And feelin pressure from the overload
Getting mixed up in emotions till you overdose
Like a parasite feedin on a haunted host
It’s grabbin every fucken inch of me
To cut the throat
Cut the throat
Just to shoutout my haters
Leave ‘em in the fucken river
Then go stab ‘em later
Doesn’t matter what you do
It’s in the blood with the traitors
And always askin for a hand
But not returnin the favor

Do or Die

Do or Die [Prod. Netuh]

[VAGUE]

Always takin all the pain in the chest
Am I ridin wit my lows?
Fuck you know about my stress?
Doesn’t matter what you say
I’ll never be fucken impressed
And you’ll never know what I been thru
Tell me what you wanna do
She always say she sippin on smooth
As she taken over every fucken body, sittin loose
Never gettin too involved
Just listen cause I’m the proof
And we still taken it all
Regardless we on the move

[T.R.I.P.]

We gun ‘em down
Catch me walking through crypt
My gang don’t fuck around
Me and Vague be splitting wigs 
Yea I love the sound of my 9mm
I be busting rounds
Hanging out my window, we don’t fuck around 
Pussy mothafuckas duckin
I'm busting back hoe
You know what’s up
I keep my middle finger on the trigger
I don’t give a fuck 
Sitting with a scythe, take yo life
Bitch you out of sight
Creepin with a 9
UAV is here to run a heist 
Fuck your cars, fuck your chains, fuck your life 
You the type of mothafucker I don’t really like 
I’m stackin bands and whipping the Beamer
All throughout night
I ain’t worried bout you pussies
Leave yo body soaking in formaldehyde

Obscura

Out of Sight

[T.R.I.P.]

Get a grip
UAV be running this shit
Couple hounds, 100 rounds
Aint no reloading the clip
Jack Sparrow in this bitch
The way I’m sinking they ship
Yeah i'm taking mothafuckas down
So don’t even trip yuh
Pussy better pray
I’m coming to your place
Strapped up, with a mothafuckin hand grenade 
I’m going insane
And murders the case
If I see another pussy
Ima dig him his grave yuh
Tiny Tim the way I tip toe
Throw that pussy mothafucka out the window 
Fuck wit me
I’ll bag your body in the aristo 
Got a Chromed shotty like lotti dotti
You lookin like a scarecrow
Tried to tell you
I’m not the one you wanna fuck with 
You follow every trend
And always trying to suck dick
Your in the back trying to find yourself a substance 
Im the reason you ain’t breathing
Better run bitch 

[VAGUE]

All set from the lines
And the minds so critical
I’m imprintin the thoughts
And it’s subliminal
Diggin up the demons
That’s surrounded in dark
And it’s imbedded in heart
You feel it, rippin apart
Get familiar with the smell
And the face of decay
Passed out, blacked out
Passed away
As i’m last in the circle
From the cast of rain
I’m the lone survivor
Huntin down all the prey
Give into feelin, avoided livin it up
You’re not
Taken all the rounds
Only ticken it up
And all these pussies all around
Cause the world had been stuck
Nasty Only fans bitches always fast to fuck
So get crossed out
Sayin all the things that i’m leavin out
All the bad decisions are always passed down
You can’t blame the truth
So you can lash out
Keep provin the point
It only brings doubt

Tip Toe

Tip Toe [Prod. Netuh]

[T.R.I.P.]

Yeah
Inside my soul
I don’t feel right
What’s it going to take to love life?
Feeling stuck and trapped at the red light 
Lately I been hurting
But I bet you don’t realize 
Take me back as a kid on my damn bike
Days are over so quick that shit flew by 
Reminiscing all the good and the bad times
Now my family went their separate ways
Guess that’s just life 
I never been good at saying how I feel
If I look like a bitch
I’m just keeping it real 
Life got a little better
When we finally hit a mill
Now it seems like my motivation going down a hill
Maybe dreams are just made of luck 
Maybe life just wants you to drop
All this time just tics and it toks
And it don’t stop
Even when we mothafuckin rot 

[VAGUE]

Back then never made it to role call
The stand off with another plan that won’t fall
Forget that
Only tryna find myself
Living with the pain
And never wanted help
Oh no
See im fallin below
It’s only 1 step
Turnin off the phone
I see there's 2 left, that can cast a stone
And one is me, cause I’m stuck alone
Many days that I allow to fly by
I try to get it back
I’m sick home life
There’s many fucken things I lack
I’m all eyes
Miss playin in the dirt
Those days have gone by
With each step feels like a threat
You try to do right
But it gives you strep
And all you wanna do is move along
As you bang your head
From all the wrongs

Red Light

Red Light [Prod. Zyller x Northeast Lights]

[VAGUE]

Yeah
Like shattered glass
Have a feelin that you lost count
On the sidelines waitin
Like a fucken scout
Why you movin forward, just to hit the breaks?
Like ya peakin in a window
Of a dead man’s place
Always tryin to take your face off
I’m an embodiment
Of what you fucken chased off
See I’ve risen from the morgue
A demon lookin for more
Not tryin to start the fight
But ill surely end the war
Overdosin judgin by the case
Many people out here
Like they have a life to waste
Shout out to the pussies
All y’all need to be erased
Don’t be blamin me
Cause you got them dog shit traits
Always chimin in
Get the fuck up out my sight
You tryin ride, I’ll pull it out
If you wanna bite
Why you waitin for the gas to ignite?
And excite
Then pass it off like it’s all alright
You know that I know
That’s why you brought it up again
To make yourself known
You know that I know
It’s just talk, you creepin
In the land of crows

[T.R.I.P.]

I wanna kill 'em all 
The doctor told me not to get involved
Trippy lost his mind and bouta set it off
Emitz shining like a disco ball
Mothafuckas dropping in the coffin
When the devil giving me that call
Push me to limit bitch
I’m bout to fuckin break 
I’m sweeping rappers up
Somebody hand me the rake 
Night, night
UAV bouta bite
Something slight
When the hounds pull up
And end your fucking life
I’m on mission for another milli
I’m killing everybody
Never gave a fuck about what song they feelin
T.R.I.P. is coming out the cemetery
Let’s play a game of hide and seek
And when I find you ima slice you gently
Straight jacket, rappers that i’m hacking
Sick of mothafuckas talkin and they always yappin
Never go and put in work, instead they keep on napping
UAV gon keep on grinding while we overlapppin 'em



Shattered Glass [Prod. Zyller]

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

U to the N to the A to the V
E to the R to the A.G.E.
H to the O to the M.I.C.
I to the D to the E
U to the N to the A to the V
E to the R to the A.G.E.
H to the O to the M.I.C.
I to the D to the E

[VAGUE]

Fuck up out my way
I’ll never chill in a grave
Let’s try to talk about 
The lames, cause it drives me insane
You got a feelin
That your mind is always trapped and enslaved
Look she forgot about bodies
Cause she trackin the fame
It only takes one look
I’m divin into hell in spite
Do you feel like you’re dyin tonight?
Many of you
Never could ever pass the fright
So you hide down low
So you can wait out the fight
Veins always feelin like a great mistake
And everybody like to watch
Cause they hopin you fade
But then you crawling back and
Lookin for attention you crave
You forgot about the miles
That you put upon me
When my minds always spinnin
I’ve been lost in a cave
People wanna be friends
Just as long as it pays
Take a look at my face
Is it telling my ways?
Got a bottle full of liquor
For the final days

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

U to the N to the A to the V
E to the R to the A.G.E.
H to the O to the M.I.C.
I to the D to the E
U to the N to the A to the V
E to the R to the A.G.E.
H to the O to the M.I.C.
I to the D to the E

[T.R.I.P.]

This Unaverage Homicide
Middle fingers to the sky
Load up all the magazines
Mothafuckas gonna die
Choppa loaded up
I’m spraying from the fuckin hip
I bet your bitch
Just want another dick
These hoes just make me sick 
I’m craving violence tonight
Bitch it’s on sight 
I’m creeping up in the moonlight
You gon die 
Unaverage Gang gonna bring back
That dark side
The devil told me to grip tight my 45 
Mothafuckas switching up
Way before the fame 
Gotta wake up go and get it
Everyday until the grave 
Got no time for playing games
Tryin to make it with my gang 
Pussy what you gonna say
When you see us on the stage?
Couple of demons out the crypt
Trying to hit a fuckin lick
Creeping around corner
Never a gave a fuck about a bitch 
Pick ‘em up and drop ‘em in the coffin
For the fuck of it 
Young T.R.I.P. from the crypt
Takin all they shit

Unaverage Homicide

Unaverage Homicide [Prod. Zyller x Zepelin]

[VAGUE]

Closed locks
And I’m trying to find a way to escape
Your surrounded by the truth
But I can’t relate
Emotions lost, where’d it go
When the world is fucked
Always asking on myself
if I’ve given up
Bottle on my left
Pills on the right
Tryin to do everything I can
Just to end the night
Yeah
As it fades into the light
Many days, got away and it’s not alright
Nothin changes, only stays
Till you find the node
Only thing I fucken see, is an empty note
And even with the friends I got
I still feel alone
What the fuck do I gotta fix
Just to feel at home?
Subtle minds, all in line
Waiting for their labels
I’m tryin to work my way out
Just to breathe a little
Am I livin just to suffocate?
Even on my death bed
I will have to pay

[T.R.I.P.]

Yeah
Time is slipping by
Feels like it’s moving too fast
Hope it slows down, so I can finally relax
Life is hard and unpredictable like any crash
Hanging by a thread
Soon it will finally snap
Every day is a living struggle
Inside of my mind
I keep it pushing for my family
For them I would die
It’s hard to pin point the problems
That I hold deep inside
I hope that one day
I can I finally accept there is light
Past traumas always haunt us
Friends are meant stab you in the back and be dishonest
Family supposed to be there for you
When your at the lowest
Don’t put your faith in no one
So you can’t end up broken
Yeah
It’s truly kills me, that I feel this way
Sadly I feel like it’s way too late
My mental suffers and it suffocates
Don’t try and change your ways
When someone’s finally passing away

Nevermind

Nevermind [Prod. Zyller]

[VAGUE]

Don’t be dyin in my line up
Its the people that defines gore
Pushin all the limits
Yeah
I got the fucken mind for it
Cut the shit
You lost your life
And all because you wanted more
So I'll keep on fucken fighting
Cause I love the war
Fuck this shit
Im not just here for the taste
With the blood that be drippen down
I know what it takes
If you’re feeling like a failure
Well
That’s not my problem
You already did the fucken damage
When you brung narcotics
The evil lookin for a shill
Who can make a better deal
Find the weak
All alone it’s the one to be revealed
And you get that fucken feelin
that you cannot hide
It’s only time that you’ll die
In this life
And it’s Justified

[T.R.I.P.]

Caught me flexing, moving weights like i’m Pablo
White chalk up on the pavement, like Picasso
Talking shit like you hard
But you not though
Fuck a hater
I’m just focused on that guapo
I had a feeling in my gut
You're a hatin bitch
Who let them dogs out?
Like i’m Michael Vick
Shooting with precision
Feeling like i’m John Wick
Tatted head to toe
Got 'em thinking, i’m a convict
Told my bro let’s lock in
Put the nails inside the coffin
All of y'all must of forgotten
Took a break but we ain’t stoppin
Hounds up on the loose
Grab a rope and tie the noose
Rappers thinking that they cool
But they scared to tell the truth


Buried in Silence

Buried in Silence [Prod. Zyller x Zepelin]

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Look
I be putting in work
Big body swerving
Like I just popped a perc
Lazy mothafuckas always getting on my nerves
Stomp a pussy out
Make his mouth bite the curb
Gotta tell 'em like
I be putting work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
Gotta tell 'em like

[T.R.I.P.]

I be putting in work
Mothafuckas got it twisted
I been killin since birth
Let a mothafucka test me
Watch that pussy get murked
Tryna ride my wave
But ya'll staying on the turf
Aye
Cold case murderer
Spitting i’m getting cynical
Bouta level up
Mothafuckas call me the general
Flatline repping
I’m mobbin around your area
If you gotta problem
We’ll grab a shovel and bury ya
Lay low cause you fucking with the dogs now
UAV filled with killas at the compound
Work wheels on the whip
Boy we up now
UAV to the grave, say it out loud
Spinning on these emitz
And now yo bitch up on my dick
I’m getting silly in this bitch
They all just mad i’m getting rich
Kill for fun, getting funds
Get that money up
T.R.I.P. is going dumb
What the fuck?
Bitch you better run

[VAGUE]

Blood in my veins
All black like a venom drip
Demons in my head
Even when the silence hits
Shadow in the rearview and it’s talkin shit
And I’m always hearin noise
Mind full of static
Not to panic its dramatic
To employ
Lackin all the feelings to enjoy
I find the things to destroy
People always stuck
Like they knotted up corduroy
Lookin down like they baptized by the void
They try to shake it off
Like a fucken Polaroid
Damn
I’m givin to much to be annoyed
We ain’t gotta sell our souls
Just to put together
Not headed to hell, we just in bad weather
And I carry this pain
And turn it into pressure
But my soul as dark
Like i’m in black leather
Concrete steppin, Flatline what I’m reppin
Noose ties heavy, got the reaper in my section
All these pussies
Never gonna learn they lesson
Turnin weapons on the side to confessions
Soul stitched it’s like it’s bein torn
Didn’t have mourn for life that wasn’t born
I just can’t think, I’m walkin in a corpse
I’ve been at the edge and laughin like I want more

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Look
I be putting in work
Big body swerving
Like I just popped a perc
Lazy mothafuckas always getting on my nerves
Stomp a pussy out
Make his mouth bite the curb
Gotta tell 'em like
I be putting work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
Gotta tell 'em like


Flatline

Flatline [Prod. Zyller x Zepelin]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confidin life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth
Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confidin life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth

[VAGUE]

Back and forth and it’s all gone
Deep thoughts
In the dark, when you alone
Keep thinking bad
Cause it’s all wrong
My grip gettin loose
As I’m holdin on
Is that what we can call life?
And it’s surrounded by lies
Watchin the tragic demise
The plague is bleedin thru eyes
You know
You know that the pain never dies
Buried beneath, a very thin disguise
Truth cuttin sharper than all my knives
Still echos and it’s floodin our lives
Thoughts keep circlin, they drag me along
When I’m up, cause it’s all night long
Shadows on the wall, where my hope once shown
Carryin the scars, that will never be known

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confiding life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth
Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confiding life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth

[T.R.I.P.]

Yeah, I gotta bone to pick
Fake mothafuckas, all around make me sick
UAV built this shit, brick by brick
Can’t make it in this game without some grit
Uh
Been a long ass time, going down that road
Been a long ass time, since I’ve felt that low
Now we up with the fam, that’s built like a cult
No chains untamed, underground’s my home
No, I do not plan to go ghost
I'm mobbin low with my folks
And for my fam, I'm Psycho
And thats the same for my bro
If you don’t like me no more
You’ll have to deal with it hoe
It’s UAV till I’m gone, ha ha

Incision

INCISION [prod. Roosevelt x Luffysome]

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em
Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em

[T.R.I.P.]

Riding in the LS4, yea I gotta go
Caught a body dropped him off at the Catacombs
Hanging out the window
Handing out the fuckin smoke
Pick another victim playing Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Where the fuck he go?
Grab that pussy by his throat
If he hollers, let it blow
Now his brains up on the floor
Just another day that I go insane
Told you I don’t want the fuckin fame
I just want to break down
Break, break, break, break, break, break, I just wanna break down
Break, break, break, break, break, break, I just wanna break down

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em
Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em

[VAGUE]

Get the fuck out
Pull my name up out yo mouth
Bullets piercin, always fearin
If you time out
Demons talkin
You keep tryin just to tune ‘em out
Grab the hammer, break the chains
Let the reaper out
Hit the lights off, mask on, don’t let ‘em breathe
I ain’t makin new friends, only enemies
I’m at the crossroads waitin, just to crawl to me
I didn’t make the quarter, but they keep on testin me
I’m always goin thru the model
Get defiled, to make it
Pullin out bottles of faces
You gotta have it, to fake it
And every line that I crossed
I’ve always learned to embrace it
So burnin bodies in basements
And seein death on their faces

Breakdown [Prod. Fallen]

ALASKA [Prod. Marf Hundo]

VIOLENCE [Prod. Josh W]

[AC]

Reading the scripture I know you won't listen I'm fuckin the world up the upward position I'm livin with vision I'll deal my decision the devil is watching through televisions
Better know that I'm comin after mine
Pass time UAV on the rise 
Dumb bitch I won't tell your ass twice 
Demons eyes in the night 

Fuck you bitch I'm selling evil to the devil why you hating , keep my name out conversations

Collecting decapitions
Aggravation in the making from these fuck boys fornicating

Dick riding motherfuckers dare to test my patience 
I was born a fuckin sinner Las Vegas where I been raised bitch.
come here to vacation try to floss but you are basic 
My time is coming  soon and it's so close  that I can taste it 
Different altercations UAV gang generation hoe


[VAGUE]

We packin facts
You live an act, you fucken rats
There’s no takin back
This UNAVERAGE GANG Wolfpack
So fuck your front 
You cannot run
Bitch I’m throwin the stun, not givin a fuck
Thinkin that you slick, and test yo luck

Fuck all the friends and they think that they real,
Holdin that devils deal, for the kill, people think they the shit, cause they taken pills
If your real
You’ll Follow UAV until the end, and don’t pretend 
Like those punk motherfuckers you worship are your friends and it depends

If you got that fucken heart
See we kept this shit so real, comin from the start
Life’s a fucken struggle, we’ve been trapped up in the dark
UNAVERAGE GANG so real so we never gonna fall apart hoe

DEATH GRIP [Prod. KO$TE]

[VAGUE]

Dealin with the dealers mane
This be that UAV gang, comin for that top spot
Listen how this shit gon bang
Burnin up yuh fucken city, with that fucken fire
Showing up into that place and wearin all my 
black attire

Take a look at my mission, with no provision 
Notice that am different, chantin 666
Hold yo breathin, call out mothafuckas mane
UAV gang ain’t the same, while these pussy bois be playin,
Hold’en up the nine and aim

[AC]

Pull up with the 86, i’m scheming round yo fuckin block
Got the glock tucked with my brother he bustin yo chops
Thinking that u real bitch but u really not
Got the dot at yo knot, pull it back and watch’em  drop

Down the fuckin grave, fuck what you say mane
Damn, you outcha mind, that ain’t my pay grade 
Bitch, you show the sign
That you a pussy motha fucka, always hatin while we slavin on our grind hoe

Burning up they bodies they strapped down with their eyes sown
Coming out the asylum, UNAVERAGE GANG with they mask on
Silence from the hills, we burnin bills to this song
Staple the mouths of all the bitches who have   done us wrong 

[BLACK SMURF]

You see me tucking knots
big G’s on
Me 
P’s on me
Fam only 
Team only 

Bro might have that thing on em 
Move like I got keys on me 
Savage ain’t no leash on me 
Own it we don’t lease homie 
Yea she like the sneaks on me 
Yea dare’em to 
sneak on me 
I like how they sleep on me 
Ain’t got time to sleep 
ask
Where I’m at on my feet homie 
Text me where ta meet 
I ain’t never had no clean money blame it on the east 
I’m to focused on this bag baby blame it on the weed 

Baby got ass or it might just be the jeans 
While you bout to crash 
mixing xans with the lean 
I’m to busy pushing gas turning plugs into feens

UNAVERAGE GANG x BLACK SMURF - ANTHRAX [Prod. LUCKY LUGER]

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Straight from the underworld, coming for the underground
mothafuckaz better watch out for dem hell houndz 
UNAVERAGE be the mothafuckin gang that you all doubt 
Risen out the purgatory all you bitches done now (x2)

[T.R.I.P.]

Death is your minimal punishment
Boy you better recognize who you fuckn round with
Only fought a couple times,
I never busted any crimes but that don’t mean, I won’t put you in the coffin
Walk-in round with a noose, or a fuckin 22, when I see your ass in person get to poppin
I can’t stand a fuckin artist who can’t get it on their own
Taking handouts like a bum who is jobless

Clickity clock with the glock did you get popped?
When it’s crunch time bet you all run off!
Fifty fifty chance that you rats all gon get chopped
Playing all these bitches like an avatar
Yea it’s 50k for a verse or a punchline
Cause without you we doing this shit just fine
See we learned a lot of things from this shitty generation,
Everything is bout an image for some fuckin recognition 

Ouuu, wait,
I think That I’m saying shit  hitting they soft spot
Ou, aye 
The reason they can’t stand the truth, cuz they’re all dropped.
Aye
Fuck what they think cause I promise, I won’t stop
Aye
The wolf that is climbing the hill is already on top

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Straight from the underworld, coming for the underground
mothafuckaz better watch out for dem hell houndz 
UNAVERAGE be the mothafuckin gang that you all doubt 
Risen out the purgatory all you bitches done now (x2)

[VAGUE]

Everybody dissin and missin my fucken punch line
Hatin on my elements, never willing top mine
Bunch a little bitches in the back, but we front line
Put me to the test and fuck yo challenge, make it all mine

Can’t believe this shit so crazy
Might as well just drive miss daisy
Why do y’all just plain start hatin?
Y’all just mad cause we in your bitch playlist

Shots went off did you hear that sound?
One went missin, the other one found
One chopped up, put the other in the ground
If you fucken with the gang, means you fucken with the hounds
Have you heard?
Shootin at my vessel won’t work
I think you really fucken missheard
Death doesn’t really occur
Disturbed in your conscience as you watch the fucken underworld turn

“Hey guys you sound like $B,
you should really hit’em up do a feature for free”

Nah bitch this be that UAV,
fucken sick of you bitches thinkin they runnin the scene

“But guys i’m really thinkin that you should,
if you ever got chance do you think you would?”

Honestly, you really must of misunderstood
We only fucken with the sound from the hounds in the woods

UNDERWORLD [Prod. Ossaya]

[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.]

Blood spilling and flowing down wolf creek
Couple bodies obliterated that’s laying on the street
See my breath as I breathe couple degrees below 3 
Trying hold my motha fuckin tongue can hardly be discreet 
My heart speeding as the pendulum stops,
It’s like I’m trapped inside an hour glass with minutes to drop.
My minds extremely altered and lately my vision so corrupt DEAD
Haha get it I’m seeing infrared 
I’m Cold as fuck, enough to make a penguin freeze,
I seen a pathway to heaven but I’m stuck somewhere in between... fuck
I’m so sick of the nuisance, bouta infiltrate these bullets into 100 of humans,
So keep it moving

[VAGUE]

There’s a lot death upon us all you demons act dishonest
Fucken over everybody while you stayin at your calmest
Got the leader in the shadows, askin servants what the fuck you brought us?
Don’t complain cause it’s the wicker man who fucken burned the hottest
Don’t be fucken actin dead, cockroaches near the bloodshed
Paint a picture, souls red
Chained up, gaged stuffed
Playin ball with ya head
That’s the fucken ritual to summon all the undead
Maggots formin from the other side, eatin out ya eyes
Life is full of leaches and is feeding off your blood supply
Hang the fucken noose, it’s fucken time to cut the ties
Took a fucken a minute bein paralyzed to
realize I...

[SCHIZO]

Wake up in the night and see demonic type of figures 
I hear Voices in my head that speak most ominous of whispers 
Convince me imma burn in Hell and heavily considered 
Built relations with a burner since I’ll burn with all the sinners
tell me you can save me fuck opinions of a minister 
Religions something sinister designed to keep us prisoner
Marksman when I spit I hit em dead center 
Spill they guts when I rip'em call me jack rippa  
cut em up and dig a hole just throw the bodies in it 
When conviction starts to sit in tend to numb to feelings
I Grab a pistol and some bullets call schizophrenic friends 
I Find a victim worth a purge let the psycho play again

WOLF CREEK (Feat. SCHIZO) [Prod. P.SOUL]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Smashin out they brains
Put’em In they grave, leave’em to decay
Welcome you to our deep dark zone
Smashin out they brains
Put’em In they grave, leave’em to decay
Welcome you to our deep dark zone

[VAGUE]

We born to kill, fuck yeah the struggles real
Transform into a wolf sniffin out some blood until
I can find ways to get out of the devils deal
Cut the seal, burn the page and toss into the deepest hills
Never forget, never regret, you cross that line
Why is it in your nature to be wastin my time
You’re a dime, and filled up with aggressions obsessions, I find my way back to depression
Dark cult with black robes
Dancin round, burnin down nothin left that can be found
Hear you choke, up in the smoke
Everything you fear comin near allow me to commandeer

[T.R.I.P.]

I was countin my losses, but now I’m counting my profits, and all you bitches are prophets
You played this game and you lost it
So sick of the bullshit, you keep on making me nauseous
I’ll bring a bag of my vomit because I’m sick and your toxic
So Fuck you
This is what i’m boutta fuckin do
Gotta face full of nails raising hell to the blood moon
It’s so true
I’m hated by many, loved by a few, I set the fuse
Your time is coming close  black rose gunna bloom
We welcome all of you to our deep dark zone
The only place upon this earth where I can call my home
All alone inside this darkness where I reside with the crows
And you don’t know a thing about me, you just judge on my lows

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Smashin out they brains
Put’em In they grave, leave’em to decay
Welcome you to our deep dark zone
Smashin out they brains
Put’em In they grave, leave’em to decay
Welcome you to our deep dark zone

CHERNOBYL

[HOOK]

Lost in my ways,
everything lately been feeling so strange
Strange things come my way
Stuck in maze, the one that I can't escape
Can’t escape my mind for days
Lost in my ways,
everything lately been feeling so strange
Strange things come my way
Stuck in maze, the one that I can't escape

[VAGUE]

My fucken mind busted open, never leave my room
When you got so much to lose, you follow truth
and it’s starvin you
Once you find it’s done
It’s kills you all over, all over

Guts hang, let me numb the pain
I go insane as fill my veins
Just let it out
Only thing that calms me down
When you try to stay sober
It’s kills you all over, all over

[T.R.I.P]

Every bad decision, is leading me up to this life, 
Every single bounty i’ve done 
You know that I kill it in sight 
I let the smoke settle, when you least expect it I pop off like a gun
But I’d rather stay close to the shadows,
like valik the evil has risen the worse yet to come 

Too underrated, never complicated, I ain’t here to get famous,
Striking lightning like I’m mothafuckin Raiden,
1000 corpses that I’m leaving in the basement,
See this whole worlds doomed, 
I assume the end is soon, so i’m really bouta act a fool, 
Uav in pursuit, 
So grab your torch and light up the fucking room
To the moon

[HOOK]

Lost in my ways,
everything lately been feeling so strange
Strange things come my way
Stuck in maze, the one that I can't escape
Can’t escape my mind for days
Lost in my ways,
everything lately been feeling so strange
Strange things come my way
Stuck in maze, the one that I can't escape

NO ESCAPE [Prod. Metlast]

[VAGUE]

So sadistic always on that fucken killa shit, 
Put us on on beat and see UNAVERAGE GANG gon murder it
Nothin gonna faze us out, and watch us as we conquer it
Black outfit, red eyes, yeah i’m emotionless
I’m runnin in the circles of my life and I ain’t feelin it no more
Can I even out the score?
Religious repetition leave that bullshit at the door
Light the fuel and start the war
There is many fucken things that I still cannot ignore,
Pushin your beliefs on people, I can’t take it anymore

Hard times and I’m headin down on long road
Mental scars and still bleedin wit my eyes closed
Many scary stories that im leavin untold
Pages rippen, my decision watch it unfold

[T.R.I.P]

We don’t leave no fuckin witness, we get straight to business bitch
Feel like Bobby Shmurda way I make that body flip
Grimey monthafuckas always worrying bout my clique 
You ain’t repping Gang get the fuck up off my shit 
Posted in the lazy river corpses on my Dick

Big body Benz all black in a Trench coat 
Got a morgue inside the crib where your fuckin limbs go
It’s a dead winter blood shedding make it red snow 
Got the Barretta but i'ma hit you with the longbow 

I might give you a couple minutes so you can say your final prayers 
They keep sayin we underdogs yea bitch were aware 
Came a long way still Walking down the devils stairs 
All you shitty fuckin rappers in the game you gon be dead

SING, YOU SINNERS [Prod. VENXM]

[T.R.I.P.]

Let’s not get it twisted 
I’m mental and I’m wicked 
I never need assistance turning bodies into liquids 
Hands around your throat squeeze your neck air restricted 
The key to bagging bodies in the game is my consistence 
I’m a fuckin killa with the 9 inside your face 
Burnin flesh for the fun Im keeping murder in my veins 

Fuckin with my demons but they tell me that the devil lies 
Soul reside im deep inside of all hell fire 
Jig with the saw im hound without a muzzle 
You a dog on a leash, you a jig without a puzzle
Caught a double homi but u know I killed a dozen 
You will not find a body Jeffrey dahmer is my cousin 

[SCHIZO]

When I was only 6, I would always play with scissors
I’d only play the game when I can murder all my victims
Emphasis on six, I only fuck with triple digits
And if I miss the stick then I just pull the fucken trigger
Legally insane, hallucinate these fucken demons

They whisper evil thoughts, the darkness tells me I need treatment
They feed me fucken pills, strap me up inside a box
So I don’t get the urge to fucken murder like I want
SCHIZO out the cell, but still been havin evil thoughts
Find a victim in a cross, take the skin and rip it off
I go off, and grab a hostage
I put a 12 to his head and blow it off ‘em

[VAGUE]

Burnin down the churches cause they all runnin by a cult
Usin dono money, and they pass it as a miracle
That is why i’m cynical, your head on my Pedestal
Hauntin for some blood, we the wolves from the Underworld

Go insane, is the make up of all of the elements of my brain
Tellin my demons i’m plannin to feed ‘em
I’m feedin ‘em off of the pain
But nothin in this life will ever be a guarantee
Cause you dropped the seed
Separatin Adam from the Eve

What a soulless deed
World is fillin wit apologies
Mental patients wit no patience, lookin in biology
Cannibalistic murders, some of the names you heard of
Dahmer, Albert, Gibson
Finishin up their meals in the kitchen

WOLF CREEK PART II (Feat. SCHIZO) [Prod. COMMA DEE]

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