UNAVERAGE GANG - DOWNFALL
Channel: UNAVERAGE GANG
Date: 2024-03-26

U N Λ V E R Λ G E  G Λ N G

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[T.R.I.P.]

I ride or die for my mothafuckin clique 
You bouta die, if you end up on my list 
Bouta slide like I just welded the diff 
All my haters mad
Cause I copped another whip
Lexus broke another neck
Homicidal pussies won’t do shit
Now watch me flex 
Reaper on my neck
Cost a couple months of rent 
Sick of being humble
Let 'em hate and fuck the rest 
I know they praying on my downfall 
Nobody does it better
Might as well call me Nate Dog
Yea im loaded up
Bouta drop a fuckin napalm 
When I’m rolling up
Got the trunk thumping like King Kong 
All you rappers look and sound the same 
All you fuckin lames like to stay in the same lane
Get the fuck out my face 
Fallen with that bass knock
Running when that k pop 
Grinding till my brain rot 
Chop 'em up just like a crop

[VAGUE]

It’s a bad play
Always bout some fucken shit
So It’s a bad day
Gotta take some better notes
And try to stay in lanes
If you had half a brain
To give a fuck about the patient things
Many thoughts lead to suicide
From my past
Killin all the fucken rats
It’s a Columbine
I’m lookin in from the outside
All to face facts
But It’s been a bad lie
It’s not about the shit you talk about
It’s what you say
To be a part of all the games
Just to waste away
But you’ll keep on fucken ridin
Until you have to pay
And watchin everybody step
To see who saves the day
Double dosin
And It ain’t up for discussion
You gotta try find the whim
All gon rise and keep pushin
And try to never pay a fine
In the mind that is gushin 
The blood leakin from the scars
From the people that cut ‘em