UAV пришёл и тупо разъебал 

Unaverage Gang 2

[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

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187 [Prod. Riku]

[T.R.I.P.]

Revenge is on my Conscience bout to cause a  holocaust
Yung trip is on the loose you better call the fuckin cops
Knock you upside the nog with glock now you looking lost 
Bitches always start to hate when they see u at the top

What the fuck you know
About a playa with that black soul 
Uzi spraying out the 6’4
Hallow tips all out the window
You Better duck low 

Yea get the fuck up out my way, 
I Told you mothafuckas UNAVERAGE GANG here to stay,
Music was only the thing that was keeping sane
Now they really love to hate cuz now we both up on our way

They waiting on me to fuck up
They praying on me to fold 
Fall down and bounce right back 
I ain’t never getting out of my zone 

Thankful for the darkness,
and all of the unknown 
I’m a product of the devil 
Call your friends and let em know I want the smoke

[VAGUE]

Unchained—the only way to play this game
Is releasin all the evil and reveal what you claim
Lookin thru your eyes—seein that your soul been stained
Got the same look—think i’m lookin right back at Cobain

5 lines and you bitchin, but my trigga finga been itchin
At you bitches that’a been sippin on that lean and thinkin you drippin
Im for the youth, and for the truth
There’s 2 of us, only 1 of you
The only thing thats drippin is that stank from your own pussy juice

Flatline in due time, and make wrongs into rights
I will fight, and live life, till I die
Know that UAV comin for the thrown
No matter what this world is givin me I’m not alone
Lean back relax 
I’m always dealin with the weight on my shoulders, 
it’s only gettin harder on me as I simply get older
The days past and the nights feelin like they get colder
Tryin to not let my past fight back
Sit back relax

UNCHAINED [Prod. NetuH]

[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]

[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]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes

[VAGUE]

Too many people nowadays they always judge
But frontin like they different cause they think that they tough
You actin like you listenin and given in to shove
Bitin on the hand that feeds you, man up homie
What the fuck?
Lately I been distant cause my life is hard to tame
And I try to keep it to myself, avoidin all this shame
Sometimes it feels harder to see past when you in pain
But nothin in this life is set in stone, and it will change

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes

[T.R.I.P]

We living in a world, where everybody for themselves
If it isn’t beneficial, they don’t care fuckin help
Now the tables have turned, It took a lot for me learn
You can’t change fuckin person, no matter what it’s worth
Bad kid hellish ways dark vibes, walking round the devils turf
Loaded magnum if a fuck boy ever wanna get merked
Marked for death, bitch I’ll lay you to rest
Better learn to shut yo fuckin mouth Before you get two in the neck

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes

SET IN STONE [Prod. Heath Stone]

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