Unaverage Gang 2

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Walk-in through valley of the fire, let it burn
Wrong turn, and we let it walk away (x2)

[VAGUE]

Fuck this life, Suicide
Got that devil on my side
Crucify with intention, with this evil in my mind
No advice with that bounty, so wanted like I am Christ
With that price of the reaper that’s comin to end my life
Bounce in and out my life, these Late nights not feel right
I’m feelin sick so unwind, like hospin with that I’ll mind

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Walk-in through valley of the fire, let it burn
Wrong turn, and we let it walk away (x2)

[AC]

Have you ever felt so depressed?
Like you got nothing left inside of yo chest
Can’t confess, how i’m really feelin inside of my flesh, switch blade right across my neck
So detrimental but a silent death, voices in my head saying that I’m next
As I manifest right next to Vague in my death bed
But I’m along for the ride, UNAVERAGE GANG till I die, emotions held deep down inside, Lucifer please come and burn me in fire

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Walk-in through valley of the fire, let it burn
Wrong turn, and we let it walk away (x4)

DEATH VALLEY [Prod. Josh W]

[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]

[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

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CRAWL [Prod. THORN BEATS]

[HOOK]

Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall
Bitches scared, body bags of money in the walls
Can’t compare, beware just don’t set us off
We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up
Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall
Bitches scared—body bags of money in the walls
Can’t compare—beware just don’t set us off
We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up

[VAGUE]

Never gonna find out—nah
Like a bitch you fall back on law
Don’t fight your battles, all talk
And bitch hold your threats and just walk
You gonna get rocked on your block
Got you in the scope and I’m locked
Duck down when you see that I stopped
Better be scared when the gun goes off

You hear them sounds—your life is up and I took it down
Final moments are here and now
But you won’t change, it’ll hurt your style
You live as a child, your stuck in denial
Bitch you are vile, cleanin you up with some dial
Think you can catch up to me but the thing is I’m always ahead and your missing by miles

[T.R.I.P.]

Walking outside with an AR
15 minutes till I’m on the radar
Smoking all these bitches like a cigar
Why you tryin to pick a fight if you don’t want war

Bust out the Glock then I’m ready rock
You pull out the phone and you callin the cops
Gut up these bitches and turn em to props
Do what I want bitch don’t tell me stop

Grinding my whole to give a fuck
And if you got some haters shoot put em the trunk
Bitch We don’t fuck around UAV will light em up
Just pay attention closely say a word I’ll cut your tongue

[HOOK]

Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall
Bitches scared, body bags of money in the walls
Can’t compare, beware just don’t set us off
We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up
Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall
Bitches scared—body bags of money in the walls
Can’t compare—beware just don’t set us off
We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up

LEFT FOR DEAD [Prod. Ted Dillan]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

When your backs against the wall
Would you go back home?
Don't run away
Another day that goes by
When your backs against the wall
Would you go back home?
Don't run away
Another day that goes by

[VAGUE]

Theres many things that Ive taken all for granted
Yeah I said it, im only human so forget it
whatcha truley doin better for your life?
when you poppin all these pills and you tak'em with your wife
Got your kids that are cryin on the phone
Wishin that a sober daddy finally would come home
yeah
But will they ever fucken get it?
Broken promises from the past, you forgot it

[BRIDGE]

What you left behind
Would you think twice?
Would you?
Would you?
What you left behind
Would you think twice?
Would you?
Would you?

[T.R.I.P.]

It’s 3 am might’ve had too much to drink,
digging to deeper in my feelings bout to reach defeat
Broken hearts with a bunch of broken dreams 
Why the fuck you think these kids always wanna OD 
Feeling lost, always feel alone, spending every second on the fuckin road
My Soul is trying to leave me with no where to go 
If you find a way out of this hell, let me know

[HOOK: VAGUE]

When your backs against the wall
Would you go back home?
Don't run away
Another day that goes by
When your backs against the wall
Would you go back home?
Don't run away
Another day that goes by

NO TURNING BACK [Prod. HXRXKILLER]

[T.R.I.P.]

800 horse on my blacked out GTR
Ain’t no keys to the whip we just hop in push to start
Little bitches acting stupid like y’all don’t know who we are
Bitch we blowing off the charts while y’all niggas stuck in park
Flexing like I lift
Yo bitch wet when I drift
Ain’t fuckin wit no snitch
69 bodies R.I.P
Left to rest in piss
Your flow is counterfeit
All your fuckin mumbling sound like y’all sucking dick

Riding with my semi-automatic in traffic
A fuckin fully loaded Mini Van with a bunch of my savages
Pulling over on the freeway show these fuck boys what’s happening
Bullets flying fast as sonic fuck em up then be back again

[VAGUE]

Blades, drugs, pussies always seem to run the fucken game
All you bitches sound the same
Clout demons on a chase
Put a 9 to your face, a familiar disgrace
I’m lovin all the fucken blood I can taste
Run the game till you take our lives

Not the same I hope you realize
We keep on making music so that you can feel alive
UAV is in yo chest, we always deep inside

Sometimes you’re feelin all alone
Pain and suffering the never endin tone
Many things that’s in this life is left unknown
Can only hold back what you can’t condone

SMELLS OF A ROTTING CORPSE [Prod. NetuH]

[T.R.I.P.]

Put a buck shot in his chest and make'em bleed
Pussy wanna run up you gon meet the fuckin reaper
Yea you can say i’m so out of control
And i’m thinking of leaving them leaking
Cruising the highway to hell, what the fuck was I thinking?

Stay in the dark and just light up a candle
We about to perform all the rituals bitch
Grabbing the blindfold and tying you up
Got that sharp pocket knife for your throat to be slit
Me and my brotha we come from the crypt
Fucking with us and you Probabbly won’t live
Straight out the coven, and fucked succubus
Here’s a plot I don’t twist i'll apply your death wish

[VAGUE]

Stackin these corpses
Many of you I can torment
Banish you into the abyss
Everyone will be tortured
Don’t ever forget my name
And we’re handin out the flames
Walkin these halls, seein another body that can fall
Viewin a river of doubt
You just gotta Let it out

Murder a man down
With all of the shit that is goin down
UAV is here bouta take it now
In the final moments we gon make it loud
If you doubt, you know what you talkin bout
But if you still wanna test your luck
Fuck your feelins, we don’t give a fuck

ROTTING FEVER [Prod. NetuH]

[VAGUE]

Killin every fucken body in this game
All the pain that I go thru feel same
There’s many things you bitches won’t admit
But I can see right thru you, cut the shit
Couple overdoses, from over powederin your noses
Watch your body lay flat, lifeless as it decomposes
Why you fuckbois always wanna act like posers?
We didn’t choose this fucken game, this game chose us

[T.R.I.P.]

Rather stay at home then go out fuckin with snakes
A lot fake ass mothafuckas acting like they amazed
Be the first stab my back but be the last to engage
If you Pussys got a problem we can square up today

Fuck off my shit
Walk through the crypt
Blade to yo wrist
Now watch all that blood drip
Yuh
All about my money never catching me rest
Keep on sneaking with them disses
Will get yo shot in the head, pussy boy

MELTED BRAINS [Prod. NetuH]

[T.R.I.P]

Ain’t no stressin or no resting bitch, i’m grinding till I die
The land of all the wicked with the demons on the rise
The darkness on this the earth will soon light up with all the fire
So bitch just back up off my dick
As I hypnotize

I keep on just running on in circles
And every time I just wind back in this hell
Thinking of days when I went insane, feeling of trapt in a cell
I cannot fail, I cannot break
I will not kneel
Mothafuckas I promise that you are not safe
T.R.I.P. just came out of his shell

[VAGUE]

When you raisin all these demons
Have you felt this way before?
A dark obssession with collections of a rotting corpse

I know you like the way they burn in hell
Your enemies are drowning deep in decomposing smell

If you tryin to run up
You better have one tucked, you know
Gonna get fucked up
You better not be alone

I know you like the way they burn in hell
Your enemies are drowning deep in decomposing smell

LAZARUS [Prod. NetuH x Instinct]

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

UAV bouta pull up to the scene
And if you fuckin with me, come and join me underneath
See we just been here sinning homie, you don’t want no beef
Ain’t got no time for pussies playing on my fuckin creed
What u need?

[T.R.I.P.]

Fuckin on yo bitch in the driver seat and said
Never met a mothafucka just like me, I meant
UAV the motto and you just leeching bitch
Promise we are not the same, one is bleeding bitch

T.R.I.P. back with the 44
Now i’m out for revenge better get gone
Mothafuckas on my dick just to get known
All the fake pussies mothafuckas, better leave me alone cause i’m
Ready to bust in your shop
Taking the hammer and nails to yo chops
Taking the chain wrap around your neck
Mothafuckaz better give me respect cause i’m done

[VAGUE]

Been battling so long that my mind doesn’t know right from wrong
The devil tellin me that this life is not where I belong
Fuck if I know the world is shallow
I can’t breathe
Not all pain shows on the surface but it kills you underneath

Crawlin thru your skin
Why you let in?
Too many people scared and keep hidin from all they sins
Let the war begin as you’re dyin from within
It’s bleedin you, eatin you, takin over everythin till it’s feedin you

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

UAV bouta pull up to the scene
And if you fuckin with me, come and join me underneath
See we just been here sinning homie, you don’t want no beef
Ain’t got no time for pussies playing on my fuckin creed
What u need?

AUTOPSY OF LILITH GRAVER [Prod. Instinct]

[VAGUE]

Yeah, aye
Seem like i’m gettin closer to the fucken end of day
Someone take my pain away
I see my family fade away
I be savin everybody else all except my fucken myself
Who the fuck gonna add to life instead of given Hell?

My mind keeps movin
At the pace i’m given
When the fuck does all this pain i’m feelin start healin?
I’m just tryin to live the life that I chose
When in my depressive state
Know i’d rather be left alone  

When your life is at its bottom
Are you gonna pick yourself up try to solve that problem?
You’re only seein a couple roads down
But you’d rather choose to follow
Stead of thinkin bout today you need to think about tomorrow

Why you gonna leave your life to chance?
You’re livin in a trance and in a world with no foundation of any plans
Please just give it to yourself, try to make it out this Hell
Only way you can succeed, give it all and don’t rebel

[T.R.I.P]

I never gave any impressions that I be the type to fold
And I’m never looking back to my past cuz it was a joke 
Now please try tell something that I do not fuckin know 
Pussies on my fuckin dick but they hiding when I approach 
Bitches changing like seasons, for any apparent reason
Walking closer to the gates, as you feel your soul leaving 
Step foot inside my kingdom 
I’m sickin 'em with my demons
Feel the evil getting closer now there ain’t no way of leaving 

It’s the Plague 
Taking toll upon us everyday 
Tryin to fight off mental sickness, only so much we can take right 
Let me find out anybody in my way
Promise you gon get bullet punctured right throughout your brain right 

Falling straight into the money
All these rappers looking funny 
Corny mothafuckas acting edgy, dressin like they bummy
On purpose belong in hearses Uav is always working late nights
Here’s a toast for those confiding in the serpent

NIGHT TERROR [Prod. EYKEY]

[T.R.I.P]

Sit back and laughing at these pussies acting like they on to something
If you ain’t inside my circle I can’t fuck with you, your nothing, 
You just a waste of breath, bitch fuck you and your set 
It’s just of matter of time where trip came out to resurrect

When you hear dat click clack bang 
Bitch fuck around and let them bodies hang 
Give a fuck on what you say
I’m casually shitting on the game
Bitch you better learn your place 
Looking stupid as fuck with those tats on your face 
Looking for murder you next on the case 
Dedicated the body bags all with your name

[VAGUE]

Blood spillin
Runnin with a fucken AK
Pull it back and make it spray
Bitches fallin call it fucken mayday
Never weighin on my conscience
We just in the land of snakes
Pass your feelins, I can’t give a fuck
On daybreak

Never gonna find myself, and I hold that back
But the problem with all you bitches, that you runnin packs
I like to stay out up outta public like the Men in black
Just grab the gat, I cock it back, and pull the trigger on facts
Yeah

[O.G. Silent]

Its like damage and destruction and its no falling back
I’ll snatch a hater off his block and trap you need to relax
I'm creep creeping on a come up got the k with the mags
I'm street sweeping ain't no running chop a snake up in half
I come from da gutta underworld, got the .40 on the barrel
Lift 'em up like a under curl
Like a dog, i'm a thoroughbred bread
I smell the fear Dump u on the curb
Let it all burn
Youngins be killing no feelings
You fuck around shotty will blow off your ceiling dark days that we living
A cynic a menace i'm sick and i'm dead inside bitches offended
I take another hit from the kush now i'm ready for the lift off
Og game shit vato never been soft
They can't take the pressure really when I vent off
Pussy boys fem talk lined up in chalk
Fucking with a ex con but i'm real with it nah I ain't gassing you up like a exon
Slithering hoes get stepped on if you ain't down with the shit you can flip to the next song

VIPER (Feat. O.G. Silent)

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NO TURNING BACK [Prod. HXRXKILLER]

UNAVERAGE GANG

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