featuring this song again because we've released under different distribution on all platforms and got an incredible AMV over at trash gang for it. Lyrics there too!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WVQK6amcFMs

RYKUZA (PROD. NEKK)

thank you for listening--

visual:
https://youtu.be/nHifaxOzL5E

reptilian god mana:
https://soundcloud.com/realreptoidshit

yck:
https://soundcloud.com/yck_official

[spotify]

trees, reptilian god mana, & yck - smile for the gangstalkers

CEMETERY TALK

Lyrics:

Aye aye aye
Hit em in the soul
Rippin they guts out 
Let em scream
Let em cry fuck you
You gonna die now hoe
Let’s go 
Boutta be time for the nighttime butcher 
To feast on yo soul
Wanna ride?
Bring a sword and a Colt
Pick em off one by one
Die by the sword when you step up 
Know it’s the last hoe
Taking they last breath
When I stomp on they skull oh no 
Let’s do this bitch
Another soul
In my collection here to stay 
And collect dust
All you fuckas wanna try my patience
Get the fuck out my home
I don’t want war 
But you hoes leaving little room to move
In this sea of these talentless foe
Man I don’t know what I should do
Better start picking em off now
Fore I lose my shit on you 
Oh

Crack em in the face wit a cane tho
.45 mane it’s ready for the fade hoe
10 toes down 
I ain’t movin from my place bro
If you pick a damn fight
Hope you ready for a grave
Oh
Breaking em down
Like I’m stackin em up
Little bitch we ain’t moving the same
No
Rip out yo heart got that plate on my face
Red eye stay glowing like my name Kano 
Ha bitch you can’t do better than me
A lone wolf made a name
Undead Ronin a king
I pull the sword out of the stone
And start beheading motherfuckers
If you steppin on my turf
I show you bustas why they call me Butcher
‘Capitate makin it rain
Blood
Dropping yo body and cover it up
We ain’t same 
Blood 
I am that mane
You see in the flames
Demons surrounding my body and name
Oh

Bitch you want more?
Pray to yo god I don’t gore
Mask on my face
Ram the horns in yo guts
In yo core
Crawl on the floor
Wit the tears on yo face
Now you begging me begging no more
Fuck you
Lil bitch I don’t take the word of a cunt 
Like you 
Fuck
Sick of all the mind games
Mind flayed
I might be The Absolute
Cause I got a zombie army to swallow you
Carnifex
Swinging the axe on yo neck
Put in checkmate
Sweeping the leg
When I’m seeing red meat
Ready to cut you up
Maiming yo body 
This first degree murder is fucked 
Aye yo mane
Heard a little rumor 
That you wanted some fame
You better cough up cash
Or get ready to suck dick
And snake shit
Everybody claiming the top
Are a bunch of stuck pigs
Fuck shit spewing out they mouth 
When they speak shit
Sounding like they are a bag of shit before they talk 
Mayday heard yo numbers dropping off
Well that’s a shame bro
Maybe quit the features 
And make music yourself for a change
Coming for they neck
Wit a rusty chef knife aye
I don’t wanna hear
What the fuck you have to say
Bitch
Smack em to the ground
Wit 40 pounds of sandstone 
Cheekbones poking out of they face
They need a headstone 
Bro’s leaking like a faucet
Like a zit his head I pop it 
Stop and take his fuckin wallet 
For the Profit 
Bitch it’s murder for hire 
Just send me greenback
Rolling in the blood and guts
And hella money stacks
Go up on the onion
Flip a script and then send me the cheddar 
Pick a little bitch for the red dot hoe
Imma take his soul

Your Soul Is Mine! [prod. Undead Ronin]

Got the matte-black janky  JET
Napalm on these motherfuckin state lockin
FEDS
Im a dame stealer dual chrome tuckin
BET
On existence - got persistence, work ethic 
SENT
From heaven or another place it is eviDENT
that I'm waking in this race with some mediCINE
Pillin up I need a taste of these fuckin HEADS
Tails aint doin it for me I need motherfuckin answers LEAD, got nothin fo me, well then, now you DEAD
Bitch
1-2 COCK IT BACK, Mayweather sledgehammer FO YO MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD
I BREAK it then I take it - take yo your soul cuz honor's in
Tastes fuckin good, my teeth are immaculate drippin wet ->
I wanna do it for the medical I'm poppin thin
Pills runnin out, rattle snake it is nearly shed
I break that skin, comin out with another dregg
By my side, ouroboros fuckin blunts the drag
JEt black
-Napalm on these motherfuckin set mans
Set on making life a drag and not too different
Than a senate tower tellin you you lifted, did you tiste this?
FUCKING resin in my mouth I taste blackness from this house
50 card deck fallin over on another mouse
the RAT race never ends, it envelops north to south 
East to West is stuck in fighting and the center bleeds a flood 
I dont think you need a nudge you need a wet one, wet one
Wipe the blood right off the blade and let the set-sun, set sun 
Sunny weather over and we've turned another broad
Fucking slut inundated by make-up she loves to cop
We steal appearances and masks, we love to talk a lot
But the world's slowly dying underneath all of this rot
Wait - tadelll poll - I think ill tell ya something luck
Tell on something up above you and release your legs and cuffs
yeah, scriptz

SNAKE SHELLS (PROD. AUTHOR)

you’re not wrong the timing just isn’t right (feat. Always November)

ALL MUSIC AND LYRICS BY BEARDED LEGEND

LYRICS:

I feel like,
The world is mine,
I realized,
That we got no time

Better go my,
Better go my way,
Better know my,
Better know my name

Won’t take no,
Bullshit,
Can’t take no,
Bullshit

I feel like,
The world is mine,
I realized,
That we got no time

Better go my,
Better go my way,
Better know my,
Better know my name

M.C.S.

might update mix

______________

grippin 9 with the chrome 45 by my side 

holstered weapons I can spec em' got the matte black carbine

im in time, waking light - money shade making me feel like I'm righteous -- but inside I lie 

and I might piss - right on yo grave - conscience tells me like this, just say it how you like it, make them pay

I'm taking names - and im like the nine tails - kyubi casting spells like some kunai out a suby, yellow lines trail

Im rare on the road, lickin some toads - dimethyltryptamine on phone, need some miligrams soakin up in my dome 

im making out a destiny that wasn't written in the stones -- im a new kind of hope, a new breed of al Capone

wolf wolfing down the spirits he does it on his alone - loans aint his soul thing he's rather pay cash for the throne 

Im not leasing up the world im leashing it bitch - you my own 

So arm up yo catapults im comin in swingin, breakin bones

KYUBI (PROD. MERCY$)

Hell Awaits (Live)

Dancing with Shadows

A relentless metalcore assault inspired by the intensity of Avenged Sevenfold's "Nightmare," this track captures the psychological warfare of battling your own demons. Built on a foundation of syncopated, groove-heavy guitar riffs in Drop C tuning and punishing double bass drumming at 140 BPM, the song alternates between aggressive, screamed verses and soaring melodic choruses that hit with arena-ready power.

The lyrics explore the descent into darkness when the monsters you've been fighting turn out to be the ones you created yourself. "I'm the monster that I swore I'd never be / Now the nightmare's staring back at me" – it's about that moment when you realize the prison you're trapped in was built by your own hands. The bridge strips everything down to a haunting half-time section with whispered vocals before exploding back into a crushing breakdown with gang-shouted rallying cries.

Featuring technical harmonized guitar leads, dynamic tempo shifts, and a brutal half-time breakdown, "Consumed By The Dark" balances melodic accessibility with groove-metal precision. The production emphasizes clarity and punch, targeting modern streaming standards while maintaining that raw, aggressive edge that makes metal hit hard. This is what happens when introspection meets unrelenting heaviness.


M.C.S.

BEARDED LEGEND

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