[T.R.I.P.]

Okay
Grab the gauge
Vague going to make that pussys brain splat
Run up on the gang
We going to pull that fuckin scalp back 
Loaded up
Got the berg pump in the trunk
Boy you fuckin up
Shotty tearing up his fuckin lungs, shit
Keep my fuckin name up out your mouth
And worry bout yourself 
I got a bunch of rage that I can’t contain
It’s dragging me to hell 
I’m a demon in the night 
Got you locked inside my sight 
Give a fuck bout what you like 
Catch me lurking in the night 

[VAGUE]

Get fucked up
On the shit that you always holdin back
Bunch of ankle bitin pussies in this game
And that’s a fact
And it’s all an act
Knock your lights out
Get the fuck back
Diggin up your grave
It’s just another fucken bloodbath
Gonna be there when I get that itch
All you wanna do is talk that shit
Better step back
We gon run yo shit
Then bodies gonna drop
You don’t want it like this
Fuck around, gonna be a mess
It’s not allowed, just to be a pest
All the shit that I’ve done for less
So get that knife up out your chest

[BLEED THE WICKED MENACE]

All black when I’m creeping 
Homicide leave em leaking
Down to die for no reason 
Fuck the feds, we ain’t speaking 
Get your man’s, he ain’t breathing 
Bullet holes got ‘em bleeding 
With the dead where they sleeping 
Out the flames I’m a demon 
Let the bass knock 
Dissing on the menace
Spin his block and let that k pop
Fully automatic smack his face
And make his brain drop
Blood leaking from the blunt
We smoking dead opps 
Run up put his body in the dirt
And let his face rot bleed

SATIN BLACK (feat. Bleed The Wicked Menace)

[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]

ARMY OF RONIN [prod. Undead Ronin]

Prod. Fantom

Thieving deceiving I loathe and detest you
Of course you’re a fraud taking note what the rest do
Thwarted attempts so the faith is rewarded
I’ll aim for the jugular latent informants
State your business I will assume
By your demeanor we don’t have any
Haven’t been down as bad as you
You fucking grift to pick up a penny
You ain’t all that cause you weighed some bricks
Go and flex to your followers and take some pics
What the fuck get buck ‘fore you get stomped on
Like a cigarette butt on LiveLeak dot com
Any broke motherfucker wanna share their own shit why
Put your money where your mouth is take a big bite
Little man too insecure you wanna act 6’5”
Choppers full of cops are taking off to make pigs fly

Gluttony gluttony
Demagogues plotting to weaponize wailing sirens
Coventry coventry
In the fog armies directed to wait in silence
Walls cave in walls cave in
The Lake of Rot’s taking
False prayers false prayers
Don’t say goodbye, save it

Militia with the AK’s vacate now
Ain’t nobody taking names and throwing shade stay down
Never the kind they’re taking too lightly to
You would be lucky to be in the ICU
Why so vocal psychosocial ruin
Hide the cope through microtonal fluence
Open wounds you need some Isopropyl
Only superstition what’s inside the opal
Locked in blocking out the background noise
Been hallucinating ready with the last ounce poised
When a cash cow dies gotta ask how wise
It is putting my dependence on a hashed out prize
And it’s lead balloons that we tolerate
Got a high net worth but a dollar ain’t
Gonna make a single variance in how we are
Being overly precarious but proudly barred

Gluttony gluttony
Demagogues plotting to weaponize wailing sirens
Coventry coventry
In the fog armies directed to wait in silence
Walls cave in walls cave in
The Lake of Rot’s taking
False prayers false prayers
Don’t say goodbye, save it

Lake of Rot

Wakizashi [prod. Undead Ronin]

[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.]

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]

CEMETERY TALK

All I Wanted V1

NEW AGE

Weaver (CLIP)

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Out of Sight

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