Ded End is the Debut album from Three Or Die.

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Music & lyric videos at:
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In The Pocket (feat. Saliva Grey)

Blunt Full of J.Christ

Ares Style (Prod. DJ $catty)

ROB ZOMBIE

REDRUM

P.O.Y.G II [Prod. JO$HEATN]

[VAGUE]

Death of me be my weak stomach
How I came along, and i’m risen from it
Dealin with this fucken shit, makes me vomit
Cause nobody’s helpin unless theres a profit

Remember these days, we pissin on your grave
UAV here to change the game, we prosperin the future mane so...

You a bitch if you thinking that we backin down
Never fallin to emotions, but we word’em out
Always asking how we did it, but you didn’t help
What the fuck is goin in your mind, that I never felt?

Remember these days, we pissin on your grave
UAV here to change the game, we prosperin the future mane so...

[AC]

Bouta hit a mothafuckin lick psychopath mothafuckas lookin dead,
like we dug from the ditch and no we ain’t fake like a bitch 
Better hide you kids, cause UAV came with the biz
And I can with nothing nice, can u read between the lines?
Got the scythe behind my eyes, It’s the devil inside, it’s the devil inside

Whats up, bouta run the game don’t need no luck, hold up, burn up, gunna fuck you up
fuck you bitch, fuck yo clique, bust the clips like woah
Don’t reminisce, never blowing up, I can’t picture this, now we on gang shit runnin it
It’s UAV Gang yea we dominant like ugh

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NO HANDOUTS [Prod. CDB]

FEATURING WXLFE:
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https://www.instagram.com/Wxlfe_/

PROD BY GUN$O:
https://soundcloud.com/gunsoww
https://www.youtube.com/c/gunsoww
https://twitter.com/gunsoww

LYRICS:
(REJOURN)
Pieces of my brains hit my flo oh
I cant think i cant function no mo woah
I cant live i cant strive i cant flow no mo
I cant give i cant lie i cant go oh no

Living my life to the fullest
Fuck a 9 to 5 ima really do this ima prove it
Flow so fluent
I can move it
Watch me like a movie
La where i should be
But im 4th streeet
Wanna do shows over sea
Wanna swim deep in the blue benjis
All black metal fully automatic uzis
No gucci i just do me succi succi succi succi

(WXLFE)
Sick and demented 
My mind is the victim 
I keep it low key but I’ll die in this prison 
I hate my life, just wanna cry
But Tears turn to blood in my eyes
All cause I fell for your lies
I’ve exhausted countless offers I fall to my knees,
And I’ve prayed at the altar, try to find and make peace
But my God will not listen 
And he plagued me with disease
And he mocks and he laughs 
When I cower and I scream

FUCK LIFE, IMMA DIE 
UGHHHH REST IN PEACE
IT SEEMS I’VE LEARNED MY LESSON
ALWAYS STRESSIN’ BUT I FRONT A FAKE HAPPINESS FROM MY RECTUM WATCH ME BOW AS I BLEED
FUCK THESE DEMON HEATHENS SPITTIN FEELINS WITH NO MEANINGS
IMMA FUCK AROUND, BLOW MY BRAINS OUT,
CROWNED KING
NOTICE HOW THE SOUL IS BUSTING AT THE SEAMS
GIVE IT ALL UP
I SAID
FUCK ALL YOUR DREAMS
(FUCK ALL YOUR DREAMS )

Spotify

Malignant Ft. WXLFE (Prod. GUN$O)

[VAGUE]

Everybody got someone, talkin that shit
yeah we all know, we wanna kill that bitch
Lay’em in a ditch, to fulfill my itch
and I’ll leave’em in a plot, just to stop thats R.I.P.
Look I been suicidal, I been tryin my hardest to not grab the rifle
To turn on myself, be the end of my cycle
Might follow the path, kill the scene like Michael

1 shot to the brain, UNAVERAGE GANG yeah we coming here to tame
What these fucken rappers talk about is plain
Gang gang gang gang, y’all the same
Fuck this, time to fucken pay your homage
Start to feel sorry for young minds held hostage
Can’t say I blame, cause they lackin knowledge
That’s why we fucken here, so we can stop the nonsense

[AC]

Walk in this bitch can you feel the heat?
Can you feel the precsene of the devil underneath?
With my burning skin, with a fuckin grin, burning in the fuckin flames i'm a walking sin
Play this fuckin song in hell’s gates, with the nails to the brain,
and i’m coming with my brother Vague, what you really wanna say, man you don’t wanna bang,
cause i’m coming with that choppa, and that bitch wanna sing boy

Let me know when you wanna run it, 
i’m a fuckin killa collecting these souls stuck up in the dungeon
Where you going when the plague is coming?
Posted up smoking cookie with the devil in da function 
We coming up quick, here comes the fakes and all of the tricks 
Just suck on this dick cause you never knew shit, i’ll give you a tip, 
pull it back safety off then choke on this

AGAINST ALL ODDS [Prod. HADES]

[VERSE: 1]

Hold up wait a minute
Gotta another poser tryna be another's critic 
Beta get a stretcher when I start to get aggressive 
Done with all the cynics pray the heavens will accept ya
Fuck fake shit all this nonsense 
All the fake saints tryna play a prophet
All wannabes diggin in they pockets
Bitin on the fame man they make me so nauseous
On gang go raw that's realist fam that I got 
So fuck that shit that y'all on 
And we kill will for them til we gone
Alaskan fans let's keep honest
Keep reppin kana til death upon ya 
Man fuck the commas I ain't with network
Keep the sales and imma keep my self worth 
I ain't with the system say fuck the function
Destroy every beat in every introduction 
Go off
Jabbing them undercuts
I am relentless ya they will discover us 
Working so hard but these wannabes blowin up
Always persistent but music is so corrupt

[BRIDGE]

Got this feelin inside me
I can not hide it
I can not fight my 
Desire to win

[VERSE: 2]

Sub smacks til my wrists seize
Haters saying that they noticed me
Call me Moses now I'll make water bleed
Make ships sink when I part seas 
Man fuck money I don't need the fame 
I don't need labels I don't wanna change 
Imma be me tell em fuck the chains 
Til the day I die imma be the same

[HOOK]

Everybody hate me cuz they hate what they don't have
Denyin they don't crave it why you askin bout my tracks
Actin like they know me homie we were never friends
You actin y'all fuckin actors

Same ones sittin in the nosebleeds 
Are the same hoes say they didn't notice me 
I got real fans neva bein low key 
Now I got the posers on my dick tryna blow me
Fuck posing homie I'm the realest 
No false prophets spit feelings

[HOOK]

Everybody hate me cuz they hate what they don't have
Denyin they don't crave it why you askin bout my tracks
Actin like they know me homie we were never friends
You actin y'all fuckin actors

FALSE PROPHETS [Prod. Roman RSK]

Misery

That John Denver Is Full Of Shit Man (feat. JMattson) Prod. tuMaggz

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