DARK WORLD

[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]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

When we run the game, mothafuckas gonna feel our pain
And that’s fasho
If you feel the same, it’s fate
Never fucken planned to be this low (x2)

There’s times that I’ll never let go
Cause the past is the only thing I know
Fillin up my walls now, memory won’t show
Unless told
Yeah, yeah
but my story still goes on, as long as UAV stay strong
I’ll fucken always have something to fall off into

When we run the game, mothafuckas gonna feel our pain
And that’s fasho
If you feel the same, it’s fate
Never fucken planned to be this low (x2)

[T.R.I.P.]

Bipolar posers copies flows, so we say fuck you 
You choose not to believe in, the devil won’t protect you
Crows and vultures in my room, with the moths flying out my mouth
100 fuckin creatures and behemoths in my fuckin house

Are you afraid? Dealing with the same shit every day,
Mothafuckas don’t know what to say, cause we came from nothing now we on stage
Smoking on shit make me elevate, if you on that fake shit then I can’t relate 
They say shit hits the wall when they get the fame
Now they eager to talk and ride the wave cuz they all fake

[HOOK: VAGUE]

When we run the game, mothafuckas gonna feel our pain
And that’s fasho
If you feel the same, it’s fate
Never fucken planned to be this low (x2)

There’s times that I’ll never let go
Cause the past is the only thing I know
Fillin up my walls now, memory won’t show
Unless told
Yeah, yeah
but my story still goes on, as long as UAV stay strong
I’ll fucken always have something to fall off into

[VAGUE]

I’m stuck in this prison, fortunate to be given,
only one fucken option, spend a lifetime alone (x2)

Why y’all lookin so stunned? Cigarettes in the pack homie i’m done   
Never gonna relapse cause he been gone
COPD in his lungs so long
I’m never lookin to change, unless i’m given a chain
Advisin you do the same, I’ve learned enough through my days, long ago 

[HOOK: VAGUE]

When we run the game, mothafuckas gonna feel our pain
And that’s fasho
If you feel the same, it’s fate
Never fucken planned to be this low (x2)

There’s times that I’ll never let go
Cause the past is the only thing I know
Fillin up my walls now, memory won’t show
Unless told
Yeah, yeah
but my story still goes on, as long as UAV stay strong
I’ll fucken always have something to fall off into

MEMORIES WON'T SHOW [Prod. RIKU]

[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)

FATALITY (Feat. Jerome)

[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

BETTER THE DEVILS YOU KNOW (Ft. UNAVERAGE GANG) Prod. FALLEN

[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

[T.R.I.P.]

Fuck yo feelings homie
I give a fuck about opinions or your story brodie
I’ll fuck yo bitch and burn her soul inside the purgatory 
You think I give a fuck of what you bitches think about me?
Bitch Fuck your judgements cause, i’m spitting on your fucking grave 
Y’all should know the fuckin name it’s UNAVERAGE GANG
We blowing up like a mothafuckin hand grenade 
Yung T.R.I.P. the grave digger out of fuckin Vegas 
Two legends in the making

If I murder mothafuckaz then it’s going to be a goodnight
Leave a mothafuckin dead with a steel knife 
Running and gripping my 9 till they all die 
Real eyes realize that you all lie
I been a savage since 7 
UAV be the one that is ending your session
No second guessing
This that mothafuckin gang land affiliation

[HOOK]

187, 187, 187, 187

[VAGUE]

You burn within, cause I bring the sin
I open doors just to let it in
You won’t find, what you can’t find
And you bitches hide with them flawed minds
This shit a joke with a little bit hate and a little bit of hope
This the life I chose, I accelerate on the roads I know
I lived enough that I lashed out on what the fuck was passed out,
this fucken is game is trash now
and filled up with these cash clowns
Unaverage always holds down, and fix with what we wrote down
Your feelings don’t mean shit now, we on the top and won’t drown

All the haters wanna do is talk shit, and dick ride, never wanna accomplish shit,
No drive, where the fuck is all grave-diggers,
Bet you mothafuckas gonna flee the scene when I pull the trigger
Never gonna stop me now
Better think when you talkin down
Stand yo ground
It’s that UAV gang shit and we lock it down
Yuh

[HOOK]

187, 187, 187, 187
187, 187, 187, 187

187 [Prod. Riku]

[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.]

Dear lord help me forget all my sins, one minute I think I’m good
The next thing would be my death
Hit up J. Chet let them fuckaz know we next
We coming straight for the neck
We running up for them checks
Grab the AK, reload it and let it bang
Call your bitch mayday, cause she go down on me everyday
Fuckin spitting twisted lyrics to calm all my senses
Fuck a label, and a handout bitch we independent

[VAGUE]

A cold day is always feelin the same
In the house of pain, wait for habits to drain
Never let up, I always get up
And running thru the problems I deal with may be the same for you

Rather be alone, in my conscience for so long
As I sit in stone, I let my intentions be known
Blood curdling sour, cause I live by the hour
Only a minute to scour to find the source to empower

[CHETTA]

Yea yea yea yea

And bitch im dead talking
Dead walking on the set
Dripping wet coffin
Gone pull the Ak out the back
And get that bitch sparking
Gone switch the choppa
For the mac
And now your bitch jockin
The police ride around
All day chalking
But i just chalk it up
Dont give a fuck
Cause i aint talking
Aint it awful
How they sleeping on me
Im Posturepedic
I got pull with plenty bitches
They gone want me
Till they need me.....
Ok...

VOODOO (Feat. Chetta)

[T.R.I.P.]

Hang you upside down like the crosses that’s in my room,
Here’s the difference between  a mothafucka like me and you,  
Got this shit on my own, you banking on a handout, 
If you dare to test your luck it’s gunna be a man down. 
Nobody gives a fuck what
All you of you bitches do
But I been coming to summon the reaper, i’m tired of the bitches that thinking we koo
What is the fuck is up, cut these fuckin pussies up, 
Had enough we gone keep on coming with fire cause you bitches suck

[VAGUE]

Bodies fall—risin from the dirt then I kill them all
No survivors, nothin fucken left I’m here take it all
Brawl—tryna get down
Crawl—with your guts out
Blood—left to turn brown
Let—all the bodies drown
I go around the city wit the 12 gauge 
See my rage is only at its fucken first stage
I’m blacked out— got the blade run it’s course thru my veins
I say—death to all you mothafuckers come and see me I’ll end your pain

CRAWL [Prod. THORN BEATS]

[VAGUE]

Devil on my shoulder,
Don’t you understand,
It will be all over,
UAV represents,
Can you feel the horror?
One day you’ll have your chance,
Cause it’s gettin warmer,
If you try to get a glance,
Yeah
Many will die, we gon keep goin,
So we can survive,
Leaving the fakes and the ones that’ll lie,
Moving forward wavin roaches goodbye,
I hope you go down that road,
Just take what I know,
When advice is given, you take it,
Put effort soon you’ll outgrow

[T.R.I.P.]

Yung trip stay tucked with that strap,
Talkin shit I make your head splat,
They think slick with yapping bitch
You better watch your back,
All black when I creep with that axe,
Got my bitch only fuck from the back,
We the realist gang that’s no cap,
UAV been on the map 
Lately mothafuckaz been acting like they been simpin 
Take a trip inside my brain
I’ll show you what you been missin
I’m so sadistic i’m not kidding
I’ll bring panic and villains 
A whole demonic fuckin village
Filled up with my gorillas and killing pigs

[TVBUU]

Devil on my shoulder,
We burn these bitches to the ground,
Am i getting colder,
Cause i don't see no one around, 
Devils take me over, 
Drag me enemies into the ground,
We been taking over,
Ain't nobody fit to wear the crown,

Look at the life that im living,
With all of the pain that I'm feeling,
I feel like im never forgiven,
Im buried,
Im covered, 
Im deep up inside of the sinning,
I know that ill always be winning,
We stacking up money,
Because we just wanna see millions,
See the dead bodies,
We killing em,
Pick up the gun,
And i bust it inside of ceiling,
I killed me an angel,
Won't feel again

DRAG 'EM TO HELL (Feat. TVBUU)

[T.R.I.P.]

Nothing but murder inside my mind hoe,
Take a look cause you fuckin with a psycho,
Bloody vision while i’m scopin when the lights low,
Hope you mothafuckas burn and fucking die slow 

It’s a mothafuckin bloody massacre up in the mosh pit 
Fuck the nonsense, this the Devil's Rejects 
Fuck your prayers pussy, we'll meet you on the other side 
Out the fuckin purgatory light 'em up and watch 'em die 

Fuck around I’ll send you bitches out in body bags,
Got our numbers up and now you pussies acting mad, 
Me and Vague will put a shotgun up to fuckin ass
Bet you never faced the facts that after death there is nothing left

[VAGUE]

All these bodies laying on the floor
Smell of all the rotting flesh that you can’t ignore
Your trapt inside, see the chains on the doors
Better fight your way out thru the gore

When death is in the pit
Wanna know, we’re you feeling all of it?
Gotta breath in, get blood on shit
I wanna see the bodies smash against the fence
Let bloodshed commence
The blood is leavin from my mind
I’m trapped in it all the time
UAV, not hard to find
Just look, and it will align

Resurrect your soul,  devils rejects gonna show
The pain and torture that you know
Undead has risen why you so cold

[T.R.I.P.]

Burning inside me, let me rot and watch me bleed
Trapped within, can’t find me
Yea,
Can’t find me

DEVIL'S REJECTS [Prod. Rayse]

[VAGUE]

Find a chance just to hold back
Workin hard just to get back
Many things that will not last
We survive, we can outlast
Got a leash on my soul
Help, I’m losin control
Find myself all alone
Fuck you mean that we clones?

I’m dealin with the darkness thats feedin inside of me
Good artists nowadays it’s like a fucken dyin breed
Don’t lose yourself, don’t take a knee
Many have failed before that’s a guarantee

[BRIDGE: VAGUE]

Lock me away
I’ll find my way
I’ll have my day

[T.R.I.P]

Fuck that
We gone run it back
Bouta fuck ‘em up
Where they hidin at?
It’s the wolf pack 
Never coming last 
I don’t gotta cap 
Like Jimmy, i’m bouta blast 

I’m the one that they counted out 
Everything’s changing without a doubt 
Never looking back, never run your mouth 
Cause we all bouta drown, and we all going down
Straight to hell, i’m a demon can’t you tell?
I walk on 9 inch nails, down the pit I fell

[BRIDGE: VAGUE]

Lock me away
I’ll find my way
I’ll have my day

[$UBJECTZ]

I’m so damn cryptic Animalistic 
Im hatred driven not optimistic 
Need a bust down chain,
A new pot to piss in and a iced out wrist too stop the blood from dripping 
Why the fuck you trippin?
Why the fuck you bitching?
Might back hand that bitch why the fuck you snitching?
Wolves from woods killing all opposition 
Straight precision aim in watch that bitch go missing 
I got nothing too say watch 'em all fade away oh I 
Must’ve forgot the time or the fuckin words to say oh I 
My backs against the wall 
They’re praying for my fall 
Fuck it you know it’s war 
And this my battle song

DYING BREED (feat. $ubjectz) [Prod. 88VLEXX]

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