[Intro: T.R.I.P.]
Ossaya
Woof
[Chorus: T.R.I.P.]
Straight from the underworld, comin' for the underground (Woof)
Motherfuckers better watch out for them hell hounds (Woof)
UNAVERAGE be the motherfucking gang that you all doubt (Woof)
Risen out the purgatory, all you bitches done now (Woof)
Straight from the underworld, comin' for the underground (Woof)
Motherfuckers better watch out for them hell hounds (Woof)
UNAVERAGE be the motherfucking gang that you all doubt (Woof)
Risen out the purgatory, all you bitches done now
[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]
Death is your minimal punishment
Boy you better recognize who you fuckin' 'round with
Only fought a couple times, I never busted any crimes
But that don’t mean I won’t put you in the coffin
Walkin' 'round with a noose, or a fuckin' .22
When I see your ass in person get to poppin'
I can’t stand a fucking artist who can’t get it on their own
Taking handouts like a bum who is jobless
Clickity-clock with the Glock did you get popped?
When it’s crunch time bet you all run off
Fifty-fifty chance that you rats all gon' get chopped
Playing all these bitches like an avatar
Yeah it’s 50k for a verse or a punchline
'Cause without you, we doing this shit just fine
See we learned a lot of things from this shitty generation
Everything is 'bout an image for some fuckin' recognition
Wait, I think that I’m saying shit's hitting they soft spot
The reason they can’t stand the truth, 'cause they’re all dropped
Fuck what they think 'cause I promise, I won’t stop
The wolf that is climbing the hill is already on top
Ossaya
Woof
[Chorus: T.R.I.P.]
Straight from the underworld, comin' for the underground (Woof)
Motherfuckers better watch out for them hell hounds (Woof)
UNAVERAGE be the motherfucking gang that you all doubt (Woof)
Risen out the purgatory, all you bitches done now (Woof)
Straight from the underworld, comin' for the underground (Woof)
Motherfuckers better watch out for them hell hounds (Woof)
UNAVERAGE be the motherfucking gang that you all doubt (Woof)
Risen out the purgatory, all you bitches done now
[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]
Death is your minimal punishment
Boy you better recognize who you fuckin' 'round with
Only fought a couple times, I never busted any crimes
But that don’t mean I won’t put you in the coffin
Walkin' 'round with a noose, or a fuckin' .22
When I see your ass in person get to poppin'
I can’t stand a fucking artist who can’t get it on their own
Taking handouts like a bum who is jobless
Clickity-clock with the Glock did you get popped?
When it’s crunch time bet you all run off
Fifty-fifty chance that you rats all gon' get chopped
Playing all these bitches like an avatar
Yeah it’s 50k for a verse or a punchline
'Cause without you, we doing this shit just fine
See we learned a lot of things from this shitty generation
Everything is 'bout an image for some fuckin' recognition
Wait, I think that I’m saying shit's hitting they soft spot
The reason they can’t stand the truth, 'cause they’re all dropped
Fuck what they think 'cause I promise, I won’t stop
The wolf that is climbing the hill is already on top
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