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Cripple

I been pullin all the dollars since i was a plug
Fresh 16 burnin down a bag by the midweek
Crunch time festivities 
Meant choppin up a molly for the kids
I’m breakin bread, I’m like a king
Don’t make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your bones stickin out
Showin what is weak havin doubt never standing out

Crucify 
Hang em out to dry with their hands tied
Wouldn’t wanna die with a sad cry
Wouldn’t wanna die with my hands dry
Hate me cuz I love the money 
Funny that the figures hittin high notes 
We ain’t even try though I know
Rollin round the town with a 3OD tote bag 
With the Crows Dotti tell em how it goes

Crow with Three or die
I almost did from three ODs
Every rapper that ask advice I tell em three important things
Bigger numbers ain't gon' fix you
Trust the corvids in your dreams, and your homies ain't your homies less they prove it on the weekly
Shotgun up out the closet grip the grip like it's the Yamata
Dropping the expectation, ain't the shit you thought you wanted huh?
Chronic habits
Talking about the Soju I'mma vomit up
Chase the shot with Roku
Hoping its better when I cough it up
Boo tomato tomato
They call me rude
Ain't No use
Brd the same mother fucka' that cooked your goose
Shorter fuse
Man you smooth brained
Thoughts could use some food
I fuckin' hate people, so why would I fuck with you?
World got a pistol at my feet 
It shoot the ground and yell dance,
I wanna go to fashion week but I'm too tired for France
I hold a hand out then pull it back like a government grant
Fell out the sky so fuckin hard my ankle broke on a branch
I been in line too long
I wanna beat a man with a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you don't understand
I'll double the cash
Like I cloned Johnny
Mask got a hold on me
Lapped em
I can see it on the dash
I'm Dali
You're bold and brash
Running they lips like a mustache
Don't care to answer
Why'd you ask?
All this shit get taxing
Damn l'Il grab me the flask un

Twisting up the finger with my kinfolk
Pop another soul 
Reaper coming out the cove 
Warning warning warning 
187 with that death flow 
Salivating at the crows talons 
Soaring to the next door
Just a few options are left on the table 
The days are a mix of depression 
Unstable 
I press on for reasons unknown it’s no wonder 
I sit in this slumber somehow 
Still delivering all the fevers 
Tremor hard in the back with a broken heart 
Rip my soul tag 
Stash it in the fucking bag 
Just a rebel to the drowned out 
Hollowed out words of a world 
Decayed on a level that I’m 
Never with that mutha' fuckin' devil 
Bringing out the evil 
Whether heaven has a seat avail
I’m willing to sit back inhale
Living is a curse 
Last time was the worst time 
Rippers of the west side 
We Three Or Die

I been living off the flesh of the beast
For some time
I’m a crow 
Plucking out the eyes
Every time I die there’s a reason
Heathen season has arrived
So tonight I’m alive
Blasting every mother fucker who denies
3OD
187
We will never compromise
Crippling the foes
Time for you to die
Fall asleep in the dirt
Now your kin left behind 
Cold skin
Closed eyes 
Not a soul will be surprised
Brain dead on my head
Got led in my weapon
The crows come to feast
While the fake still pretending
It’s still BLANXX
Still fuckin' picky
Stuck with the crows
Now your death will come quickly

Cripple Feat. Blckbrd

TOE TO TOE [Prod. T.R.I.P.]

14,000 (Prod. Fles)

deep fried

Cross That Road.m4a

HEAD OF THE BEAST

PANIC ROOM [Prod. ASHTON BENZ]

[AC]

Show me a sign, baby just give me a reason
It’s only you I believe in
Doubting myself, I feel like i’m barely breathin
Falling far with my demons
Really I don’t know if, I’m stuck at the end of this road,
But this the life you chose, when you met me at my lows
These drugs won’t fuck me up, but your love is what kills me most, 
emotions I provoke is the devil that keeps me close 

Fuck you and your clique, i’ll give you a tip 
Try not to talk bitch, i’ll staple your lips
I got that death note and bitch you're on my list
Fuck with the Gang and we’ll make you our bitch
Riding round north side 
Tint all black 86 when ride 
Mothafuckas talking they don’t really wanna die
Fuck boy step the fuck back before these bullets gon fly 

[VAGUE]

Sittin on pressure, devil knows you headin for
(Walls caving in, never seen this shit before)
Losin your sight now, my mind is on a sicker prow
(Can’t fucken see, all the pain beneath of me)
You banished you anger, your friends with a stranger
(Abandon you, once you have something to lose)
I’m stuck in fallout, How’d I get so far along?

Yeah 
I’m 22 wit the mind and a past was born a miscast
Outlastin anybody that be in music for the wrong reasons,
it’s treason, and deceivin
What’s left of this generation, bodies stackin cause it’s amature motherfucken season
we never leavin, as long as you got fucken UAV to believe in

SOBER [Prod. Vessels]

[VAGUE]

When i'm hangin by a tree, all the hope is lost for me
when i'm gone then you will see, they can't fill my proficey
I’m distance away now, can't take the pain, and i'm bouta fucken break down
But I feel so awake now, maggots fallin out my eyes as wolves growl
And it’s grippin me dearly, takin me over, I’m never gon fold,
Bluffin you life and its never gon hold, fucken ya bitch and then sendin her home
Did that just trigger your mind? Too fuckin bad, she still over here chokin on my...
Demonic presence the mistress of mine,
At the spiritual supper with blood for the wine
Locked in this fucken dark cage, watchin all black robes burnin the sage
Circlin my thoughts but they’ll never hear a page, 
This be my fucken story and I take it to the grave
UAV and we’ll never go grey, even if you burn us in the fuckin right place
Healin from the source, as we summon up our grace
Vague and AC and we here to slay hoe

[AC]

I say What lies beaneath, bodies fuckin fallin just like the leaves,
tossin all the corpses out at the Black Sea, so don’t disagree I’m on killing spree,
you sipping lean, my drugs UAV, you ain’t fuckin with no hero stop savin me 
Pull up vip, sippin Tennessee, bitch i’ll keep the keys then kill yo ass for free 
Trippin on something great
Dipping down the insterstate wit my nigga Vague
Meet me at the front gate where devil waits 
Tripple six be my language bitch, i’ll help you translate 
Get the fuck out my face UAV be the Gang
Hold them fingers in the sky, let that anthem bang
We’re the wolves of the bain, UNAVERAGE season change when I bleed from my fangs
Bitch I feel like Montagne

That Loser lunatic 86 rocket bunny kit
Saucin in them lxz might fuck around and weld the dif
Vague and I ride around fire, don’t be actin shy we dumpin off the 9's
Close you eyes say you last goodbyes 
Mothafucka start to cry when the gangs nearby hoe

BURNING THE SAGE [Prod. Aquinaswc]

[VAGUE]

Sometimes it’s familiar, the way they got me buried in this fucken rotten ground locked away wit all these hounds,
chompin at my conscience they ain’t stoppin till they hear this sound
They tell me to watch my rage, UAV be that newer age
We still comin with that fresh grunge, fuck what they say


Yeah 
I been actin so sadistic
The thoughts of Suicide that’s in my life be more realistic
Ha
How much longer can I go?
Before I fucken die from all this pain, when I sold my soul

Raining blood from every orifice of my body
Can no longer contain the fucken demon that lives inside me
Fuck the statistic how everybody seem to be a critic
Dissin on our music they hear it but they ain’t listen to it

[AC]

Yuh, yuh, yuh

This that deadly angel coming out the fuckin murder scene,
scheming and plotting on my demons that be way underneath 
They hear the bangers from the surface, so they crawling up,
resurrection from the Dead Sea Scrolls of fuckin Lucifer 

Reckless repping, UAV be from the 6th dimension,
did I mention? that we making these fuckin moves like Tekken,
intervention, with my fuckin demons to ease the tension,
max aggression building up inside me holdin my confessions

6TH DIMENSION [Prod. SANTOS SANTANA]

TUMAGGZ x MOBBS RADICAL x MVKO- INSOMNIA(PROD. TUMAGGZ)

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SOBER [Prod. Vessels]

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