This is Da Vosk Docta beat not your's! fucking average bullshit. Fuck off

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[T.R.I.P.]

Yung T.R.I.P in this bitch with my schizophrenic friends
Bouta burn this fuckin venue down, cause i’m so fuckin lit
Thought I told u pussy bitch, UAV Gang is up next
I ain’t going back to bussin tables, i’m bustin a bitches neck
What up bitch?, what it do?, you feeling my presence when I step in the room
I’m bringing the doom, 100 of bodies they dropping like fortnite bitch gimme the loot
I don’t fuck with any bitches, I don’t fuck with any snakes
If I catch you talking shit I blow the bazooka at yo brain hoe 
Woah, I think this is “THE FINAL OVERDOSE” (oh no)
Psychotic sick fucks mental overload (woah)
Stuck inside my mind fuck the antidotes,
i’m speak in tongues with my demons blame the fuckin Holy Ghost

[VAGUE]

Semi-automatic I arrive to cause the panic,
it’s the FINAL OVERDOSE with the manic me and T.R.I.P. Satanic
Chillen deep within our fucken thoughts, and bitch it ain’t at will
Never conceal, gonna be the mothafucka lookin for a way to die at will
When death occurs, the conscious blurs you slippin slowly
You feel dispersed, upon the earth the hands of Crowley
Life’s a curse, I got the thirst to grab the shotty
I’m searchin for the artifacts and all that isn’t holy
Dodecahedron the footprints of my legion,
Got black candles, rituals I reach out to my Heathens
Not preachin, i’m fetchin for bloodshed for no reason
So fuck everybody that residin in the mothafucken Garden that i’m eatin hoe

[SCHIZO]

Diabolical wicked releasing demons i’m sinister
Got these ominous visions malicious motives of killin her
Fuckin cut throat blood shows 
bloods on the kitchen floor 
case these bitches didn’t know, call it final overdose 
Fuck boys don’t know the gang, talk shit let blood rain
Quick scope on bitch brain, you bitch lame all bitch made, yuh 
Gang on the motha fuckin map 
Made are way to the top while these bitches takin naps 
6 feet deep im'ma fall asleep 
Hear The Bodies knockin they been callin me
Feel the demons crawling out from under me
I can feel his presence guess the devil finally came for me

UNAVERAGE GANG x SCHIZO - $PITFIRE [Prod. SANTOS SANTANA]

[VAGUE]

Smoking a pack, I’ll never get back, I’m lost in the cold, feeling alone
Awaitin the end of my days cause the bad in my life hittin me and it never will fold
Crawl from the trenches, i’m seeing the demon he grabbing a hold
Tellin me that nothin else matters but to be serving the ghost

I’m lacking the patience, walk-in circles i’m pickin up paces
6 feet below of me, all of you under me, fuck all of you doubters
I hope you still follow me
Markin the day that I’ll bet you’ll see, then you claimin you the kin of me
Fuck all you bitches, you rot in the ditches, I’m givin back what you all gave to me

[HOOK: SCHIZO]

Testing me pushing me, I can’t see clearly
And i’m and i’m losing my mind
Got this devil inside, losing my mind

[T.R.I.P.]

Destruction in my head, got me seeing red
Demons by my bed like a silloute
Scratching on my walls, I can’t get no rest
Paranoia schizophrenic workin at its fuckin best yuh
I can feel the Devil watching every fuckin day
I love to watch these bodies just to rot and to decay
Some may say i’m strange it’s that UNAVERAGE fuckin gang
Better late than never, I won’t ever fuckin change

UNAVERAGE GANG x SCHIZO - PARALYSIS [Prod. Vaegud & Sketchmyname]

BLACKLIST [Prod. Mert Duran]

[T.R.I.P.]

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

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

[VAGUE]

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

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

[BLACK SMURF]

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

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

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

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

[T.R.I.P.]

I’m the hellraiser and I came to take my throne Got a Bullet proof vest bullet holes breaking bones 
You a bitch nigga
Better watch your fuckin tone,
I’m the devil and the reaper bitch I came to take your soul

Gang Gang at you neck bitch we coming with the semi tech
Strapped with a 30, you be strapped with that pussy shit
Acting like you hard and talk shit on the internet
That a fuckin clue that in person that you sweetest kid 

Testing my demons destroying my enemies, y’all are not friends of me  better not fuck with me 
Talking that shit I be a bagging up bodies I’m coming for blood you can call it phlebotomy
Yuh 
On the verge of decapating they fuckin throats
But I rather see them suffer from the shit That i wrote

[SCHIZO]

Bunch a pussy boys talkin all they fagget shit
Recognize my name when you faggets talkin mad shit 
Lil fuck boys thinking they can rap now 
I can drop addy since you dissin with your sacks out
Heavy hitta gut splitta talk shit then fuck with it 
No games bitch lames pussys i ain’t playin with em
Back wit my cracked bat where these pussys at 
run they fuckin mouth but now they hiding like some pussy cats 
Mobbin with my gang bitch just stay In lane 
y’all are gettin when the motha fuckin blood rains
I’ll sit back and I’ll laugh at your blood stains
I ain’t trippin bitch I’m wit it I won’t mention names

[VAGUE]

So both of y’all fucked up
Just fucken run your gums bitch and you talk tough
UAV call your bluff, so why you back up?
Keep fucken pushin run the fade and truly test your luck 
Roll on thru and set’em up

Depressin times, and a whole lot of pressure
You setting off my fucken limits, and it’s too high to measure
It’s not measurin up, thinkin you sizin me up
Bitch you too scared of the stomp, why you still feedin the chump?

Corny ass little boys, be sendin shots
But always missin,
Still on this silly boy bullshit, will they ever finish?
Always fishin for a hook, that’s why they stayed dissin 
Had no material left, they truly are T.R.I.P.’en

SILLY BOYS (Feat. SCHIZO) [Prod. SANTOS SANTANA]

[VAGUE]

Pay attention, and keep that mind straight
Keep in-line for what is right and not what is wrong for fuck sake
Held back for so long, I reached deep it’s all gone
Think that you feel strong, but that’s not where you belong
Nah
the constant emotions, and feelin so helpless
Im stuck in motion, they seamin so carless
I never give up, what the fuck do I do?
Please
I’ll never invest in this youth...
As long as breathe and I’m reppin the name that’s only thing that I can lose
Yeah

[T.R.I.P.]

You fuckin with a killa since a kid, bitch where my money at?
Get the fuck up out yo feelings, bouta be a bloodbath
Hoe this the beginning, it's a hit if T.R.I.P. is on the track
Fuck you and your features, we don't need it to get on the map uh
Why you running? UAV is coming yeah
You can't escape, once that plague is summoned
Beating'em with a cleaver, then cockin that fucken choppa back
Put'em in the dirt then back to stacking up my fucking cash

REVELATIONS

BLOODBATH

[T.R.I.P.]

Burning with the burner bitch I mob wit my niggas
I got the semi automatic wit a Manual transmission
Bitch I’m wolf, you a dog barking all that shit
You rolling wit a bunch of pussies claiming that they legit
It’s young T.R.I.P. never trippin on a hoe ass bitch
I gotta keep that pistol grip Incase a bitch run they lips
I gotta get that fuckin money just to blow on the whip
You caught me rollin through yo city throwing up that triple 6
I’ll take yo bitch up to a sacred place
And let her tell me all the fake shit you pussies claim
Sacrificing my haters then I fuckn let it spray
UNAVERAGE gang and Nijalveli will have these pussies just turning in they grave hoe

[VAGUE]

Still havin visions, ownin my decisions
Mothafuckas try to get in our way as we lay down the percision
In addition, one thing that everbody keep forgettin
UNAVERAGE GANG in this bitch and we stayin persistant
Long days, long nights, we give every ounce
Just grind, work hard, lets make this shit count
Key to success is to havin a motive
The world is full of haters and distractions, Vague how you stayin so focused?
If you haven't noticed, i'm never open that should of been noted
The only person that knows it, be the person that wrote it
Scripture covered in roses and next to the lotus
Find a another motherfucker like us, proven to be so devoted

[Nijalveli]

Hope they know if niggas snitch the chop wil make him float
And his bitch get hit by me or poach slid that to my bro
I was Trapping dope back when I had minutes on the phone
You know I had the shit niggas took one hit and they was gone
I’m bout to pick me a freak up
After I drop lil zeke off
I really been sticking to the g code
Niggas been sleep in the streets tho

I got my clientele geeked tho
Shoot em light work like free throws
I really had xans and the grow op
Hit up soto and got the fro chop

Niggas all drama like soap ops
Aim for the top like a Mohawk
Still lick yo crib if the door locked
I got some work put away at my whore spot
Capping get you and your boy cropped

Unaverage gang you know we on top
Trip make you flip with that pole dog
Vague get you hit in the dome pop
We in this bitch so it don’t stop

BURIAL GROUNDS (Feat. Nijalveli)

SOUNDS OF THE MORGUE (Feat. Nijalveli)

FATALITY (Feat. Jerome)

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

Bitch I’m on grind mode, even when my eyes closed, give a fuck about a hater they can get the snub nose
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode, even when my eyes closed, give a fuck about a hater they can get the snub nose
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on

[VAGUE]

I told you once before but you never listen
Always choosin to ignore, all the shit we written
Thinkin it’s a double standard, your logic is fucken cancer
Actin like you go unanswered, victimize is fucken slander

One life in exchange for death
Last croak for a reach a breath
The world no longer a fucken threat
As you all alone surfin deeper in the fucken depths

Y’all really don’t know shit, so fuck your claims
All this shit is one-sided, talking to the fucken lames
Y’all really don’t know shit, so don’t pass the blame
Takin over cities, cause UNAVERAGE GANG still run the game

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

Bitch I’m on grind mode, even when my eyes closed, give a fuck about a hater they can get the snub nose
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode, even when my eyes closed, give a fuck about a hater they can get the snub nose
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on

[T.R.I.P.]

Look
I Bust’em down with snub nose watch em drop
I’ll chew em up like an alligator from the swamp
I’ll fuck you up then send you over to my nigga chop
See That what happens with stupid mothafuckin talk

UNAVERAGE GANG ain’t no wishing well
Wish me well bitch I wish you hell
Only thang that you cannot tell
That i’m a villain and And we killin wit nobody’s help

Pick a side then sliding yo you soul to the serpent
Ride or die, UNAVERAGE GANG keep on workin
Say goodbye, to these rappers cuz we closin curtains
Don’t be worried bout my gang, bitch I see you lurkin

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

Bitch I’m on grind mode, even when my eyes closed, give a fuck about a hater they can get the snub nose
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode, even when my eyes closed, give a fuck about a hater they can get the snub nose
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on grind mode
Yuh, yuh
Bitch I’m on

GRIND MODE

[VAGUE]

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

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

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

[T.R.I.P.]

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

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

HELTER SKELTER

[VAGUE]

Shit is so old, pussies never lettin go
Shit is always changin even switchin up our flows
Swear it’s never endin, fuck your hatred it’s condescending
And you envy UAV cause you nothin in your 20’s
Hah

Don’t be taken this personal, this shit was locked in my arsenal
Fuck your feelins, it’s irreversible
We don’t fuck around, we ain’t merciful
Hearin you little bitches you don’t want the smoke
You just all chatter, you a fucken joke
If you feelin tough enough approach
Throw them hands like you run your mouths hoe

[T.R.I.P.]

Open up the portals send you body straight down to the pit
Bringing out the Kraken then cracking they mothafuckin fuckin limbs
Oh this shit funny you finally realize we run this bitch
Bunch of pussies in my city always talkin hard and shit

Yea
But it’s okay, and I promise not to give you what you want mane
Don’t you dare pull on my bad days
Cuz Im pullin out my 9 tget to blastin
Young trip going on a mothafuckin rampage
And murdering all these stupid dumb mothafuckaz in broad day
Give a fuck what a pig say, kill the fuckin family then feed them mothafuckas to the cult mane

BLACKENED SKY

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