ARMY OF RONIN [prod. Undead Ronin]

Wakizashi [prod. Undead Ronin]

[VAGUE]

Cannibalistic murder
Many of the things you’ve heard of
Gotta find the line, to gettin it back
It never diverted
Diggin ‘em up, and given a fuck
Sounds just like a burden
Couldn’t decide, to make it right
Because my life is so inverted
Get the fuck back
Bet you never see me comin
Got the fucken blood stained bat
Bitch I’ll have you fucken runnin
Down the street
To feel defeat
Lookin for death to get you peace
Hidin another dead body
under white stained sheets
It’s the renegade
Hope you feel the pain
So we feel the same 
Fuck off
All the bullshit that you talkin
Never seems to drop off
Watch your fucken back
So don’t be slippin
Get yo ass caught
Just to top off
It’ll never stop

[T.R.I.P.]

Catch 'em at the red light
With that red beam
Bet I’ll make your heart stop
Pussy don’t scream
I don’t fuck with any of these rappers in the scene
All of them be capping
And be faking that they fiends 
How you saying that you running shit
But I ain’t heard of you
Told the devil save a spot
I got a body coming soon
Got that glock
And the bass jumping like a fuckin zoo 
I love the violence
Bring the riots what the fuck it do?
Put you out of all your misery
I’ll knock your lights out 
Don’t give a fuck about the fame, or the damn clout 
Fuckin clowns in the scene, with they hands out 
Screaming bloody murder, when I gun your ass down 
With a rifle come and meet your mothafuckin idol
Talkin all that shit
Got me feeling homicidal 
Wrapping the rope around your neck
And hang you like a title bitch
I’m tired fuckin with ya on this beat
I’m going psycho 
Bones cracking every time they hear this from the grave 
Came up straight from nothing,
What the fuck you gotta say?
Any time you move your lips
It always has my name 
Stay inside your lane
Them hallow tips gon hit your brain

[VAGUE]

Hit your brain
As I thinkin that I’m overloaded
Goin thru some shit
It’s hard to fucken stay devoted
It’s just a pass, not a phase
I been taken notice
Even on death bed
Go and grab the lotus
Surrounded by death
Surrounded by dark
Where the fuck do I begin?
If you keep losin the start
I’m pretty fucken good
At hidin it and playin the part
As I’m spillin out my guts
And then callin it art
What’s the purpose just to bring war?
Is it only just to die more?
Cause I open up the pits
So I can dive in to hell
Watch as the fire rises
So masses can tell
Yeah

Obscura

Lotus

[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

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]

Cause I’m known to kill a bitch
Watch yo back you fucking snitch
You stab me in the back
I take the cash and leave you in a ditch
Asking why do I exist
Then I recall that I’m that shit
Three Villains chillin in the myst
Grippin’ it tightly in my fist
Desert eagle let er’ rip
One false move’s a pistol whip
Back to back B, D, and G
We’ll crack yo skull until it splits
Even if I had to slit my wrist
I’d be down with it
Three or Die
I’d rather die tonight then fuckin’ call it quits

Put that bullet between my eyes
Nothin sweeter than revenge served 
Suckin nectar from a Godless soul
When all roads point to hell or death row
Low blow to the ego
Better roll around all of that evil
Soakin up the sin like an IV stuck to my vein
Slumped in this hole like a ‘cuzzi
life couldn’t ever be more mundane 
Gotta keep my pockets thick
Cuz all these snakes is tryna flip a trick
What you fucking think?
I’m a dirty son of a bitch 
Fuck the afterlife
I’m taking whats mine in this life
Punishment like a mob hit
Better dead than a sad bitch
Bury that body no box
No need to latch it

And I’m known as the loneliest 
I’m the one they love to hate 
This blue chrome around my waist 
Make it easy to tolerate  
I kill a 
Bitch 
Smackin lips 
My whole click get up on yo shit
She hit me back on some sly shit 
Man I’m too fuckin high for this 
Middle finger to the reaper 
He coming I know he sees ya 
I’ll pack ya out right now 
Just be gone by the sunrise
litter This propaganda 
This hatred I got is standard 
Yet plead to god I’m a man 
Can’t know the reason I planned it 
The crash has been so romantic

And I'm Known As

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