Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/21ih9CejpWP7noTKuwPgeV

Aloy

Check yourself, Sweetheart (sns if it's accidentally applicable)

Music Box

THIS WAS OUTCAST VS ADDR TOTAL GA-OSZ
Thanks for having me! Especially a big thanks to my brothers Ga-osz Niels and Roy for putting me on stage! LA FAMILIA 4 EVER
And offcourse a big shout to my brother Shean aka SK.fotografie for al the pictures

Creature From Hell @Outcast vs ADDR: Total Ga-osz

SLAPCAST090 just dropped to set the tone for your weekend. Straight from Outcast Torino, this sick producer’s been cooking up heat on his own label Radici - and now he’s curated a proper journey for our series.

His SlapFunk debut is coming soon 👀

@cristian_sarde

Cristian Sarde - SLAPCAST090

Chopped & Screwed by CROWS PEAK

One, two! One, two! And through and through
      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.

VORPAL I: CAN'T TURN THE TIDES (CHOPPED AND SCREWED)

[Verse 1]  
Flickers of you haunt these shattered halls,  
Cold light through blinds; I’m drowning in the fall.  
Whispered secrets echo where we once lay,  
Now shadows choke the words I couldn’t say.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Rou, I’m tethered to the ghost of what we were,  
Fractured hopes in every silent blur.  

[Chorus]  
This cruel game stole the warmth right from my veins.  
Rou, your name’s a blade I chase through endless rain.  
I’m broken on the edge of wanting you again,  
Lost in the ache, I’m bleeding for Rou.  

[Verse 2]  
Night air tastes of all the things we lost;  
Your absence like a knife, it cuts across.  
I trace your name in frost upon my skin,  
Each letter burns a wound I’ll never mend.  

[Pre-Chorus – Variation]  
Rou, your echo’s all that stirs my hollow heart;  
I’m falling into pieces torn apart.  

[Chorus – Variation]  
This cruel game stole the warmth right from my veins.  
Rou, your name’s a blade I chase through endless rain.  
I slip beneath the weight of all I can’t contain,  
Drowning in the ache, I’m bleeding for Rou.  

[Bridge]  
Walls close in on truths we left unsaid.  
If tears could ransom, I’d pay with every breath.  
Rou, I’d walk through fire just to feel you near,  
But fear remains the final voice I hear.  

[Final Chorus – Reprise]  
This cruel game stole the warmth right from my veins.  
Rou… your name’s the echo in my hollow frame.  
And I’ll wait in darkness, hoping you remain,  
The ghost I’m still bleeding for — Rou.

———


A haunting lament of love’s aftermath — a raw confession of longing where every echo of Rou’s name cuts deeper than the last.

“Cruel Game” is a raw confession of longing, where every echo of Rou’s name cuts deeper than the last. It drifts through shadows, exposing the wounds of desire and the ghost we chase in vain.

———

Genre: Post-Punk Revival / Darkwave Lament 
Key: D♭ Major
BPM: 133
Time Signature: 4/4

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Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved.

Cruel Game

[Verse 1]
I carved your whispers into stone,
Traced every fault you sold me on.
You lit the fuse and watched me burn—
Now I bleed truths you’ll never learn.

[Pre-Chorus]
I chased your ghosts down every street,
But some machines refuse to sleep.
So let me fall where I belong—
A silhouette in your closed song.

[Chorus]
I’ll be the villain in your frame,
Let me wear the fire, bear the blame.
You can paint me black, rewrite the lines—
I don’t need your mercy this time.
I’ll be the villain, I’ll take the fall;
When I disappear, don’t wait for my call.
Some truths don’t need a crown—
I’ll wear this crooked gown.

[Verse 2]
You stacked your verdict in the air,
Built a courthouse on thin air.
You called me liar, prayed I’d fight,
But I let go—you keep your light.

[Pre-Chorus]
No more reflections in your glass,
No more cage behind the mask.
I’ll drift away where stories end—
Your broken hearts won’t drag me in.

[Chorus]
I’ll be the villain in your frame,
Let me wear the fire, bear the blame.
You can paint me black, rewrite the lines—
I don’t need your mercy this time.
I’ll be the villain, I’ll take the fall;
When I disappear, don’t wait for my call.
Some truths don’t need a crown—
I’ll wear this crooked gown.

[Bridge]
Don’t plead for reasons I won’t give.
Don’t pray I stay to make you live.
Some scars become their own refrain—
I’ll haunt your mind, unchained, unnamed.

[Chorus]
I’ll be the villain in your frame,
Let me wear the fire, bear the blame.
You can paint me black, rewrite the lines—
I don’t need your mercy this time.
I’ll be the villain, I’ll take the fall;
When I disappear, don’t wait for my call.
Some truths don’t need a crown—
I’ll wear this crooked gown.

[Outro]
Fade me out in your memory,
A cautionary melody.
Let me be the worst you’ve known—
I’m finally free to walk alone.

Fade me out from you, Rou,
I'll never be with you.
Fade me out from you, Rou,
I'm never coming back to you.

———

“Villain in Your Frame” reclaims the narrative of blame. It’s the story of stepping free from someone else’s story—choosing exile over erasure and wearing your scars like a victory banner.

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Genre: Alternative Rock / Gothic Undercurrents
Key: D♭ Major
BPM: 107
Time Signature: 4/4

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Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved.

Villain in Your Frame

Under jord, Men Sprider Din Röst på mitt beat

Outcast Master 3.0

SPOTIFY
https://open.spotify.com/album/2qJJW1sRP8KqIn0244VMwV?si=59lNQp-lS8-z4m7vZlsJVA

APPLE MUSIC
https://music.apple.com/us/album/outta-bidness/1830727672?i=1830727678

guns.lol/zashiiken
guns.lol/yslyre
i ain done alot of loud shi like dis fr fr lol
all plats later

lyrics:
(got turn tht up)
(random adlibs)
(wooooohh)
(turn up the bass yea turn up the bass ye we take the bass ye yeah yeah)

start that party up yea 
we finna go grind in here. 
yea start the confetti yeah 
we blow the confetti yea
yea we blow the speakers 
yea we we blow them outta business.
yea they know zash up on tht stage 
tht boy gon stand on bidness.
sometimes i let my beat talk
yea this beat carrying me
icl my vocals chopped
had to turn the octave down had to make sure yall was here.
put these rappers outta business
they know zash be up in here

wake up do my dance
i do wht i do like everyday
yea my days ain changed
i been the same since the first day
yea tired of waking up in this vessel
im tryna die tday (die tday)
s/o my friends who got my back
gotta push thru everyday one at a time

start that party up yea 
we finna go grind in here. 
yea start the confetti yeah 
we blow the confetti yea
yea we blow the speakers 
yea we we blow them outta business.
yea they know zash up on tht stage 
tht boy gon stand on bidness.
sometimes i let my beat talk
yea this beat carrying me
icl my vocals chopped
had to turn the octave down had to make sure yall was here.
put these rappers outta business
they know zash be up in here

OUTTA BIDNESS PROD YSLYRE

This song is what came to mind one tuesday evening. Warning, pointless bland story ahead,

I was walking down a busy city street thinking about dinner and went into a nearby pub, as I sat down and took the drinks menu I immediately regretted my decision as I, a person of colour wearing street clothes and a red cap, scanned the very formal attired middle aged caucasian sea in front of me. That didn't stop me from having a drink and ordering but when the waitress came to ask how my meal had been, that chorus is almost exactly how I felt. 

Rocking Chair Take 2

The galaxy calls me the villain, but I only chose myself. 'Death Star' is for every black sheep who got painted as the enemy for walking away from users, liars, and false love. A dark, cinematic journey through loyalty, isolation, and power—this is what it sounds like when you turn your pain into gravity.

Death Star

TB Respect - demons in my head (hated outcast)

👇 LYRICS BELOW, HOPE YOU ENJOY! <3

Intro (whisper)

Yeah… feel like static in my veins.


Verse 1

Cold cigarettes, cheap coats, I walk the midnight mall,

Mirror shows a stranger, I don't know him at all.

Mama says "be patient", friends just say "move on",

But they see the cover, never read the song.

Black roses on my dashboard, tears on my sleeve,

Phone full of unread texts from ghosts that won't leave.

They paint me like the villain in a story I ain't wrote,

They point and smile, don't know the bleeding in my throat.


Pre-Chorus (soft, sung)

I watch the city sleep and feel like I'm awake,

Every laugh's a thunder that I never get to break.


Chorus (melodic, echo)

I'm an outcast with a static halo — burning but alone,

Neon halo, cold and shallow, call it mine, it's all I own.

Falling for the silence, dancing with my pain,

I'm a face in every window that forgets my name.


Verse 2 (rapbed, confessional)

Pop another label, "weird" stamped on my chest,

They hand me pity like a gift, like that’s supposed to fix the rest.

I write love letters to a room that never keeps my light,

Play my feelings on a loop, still sleep through the night.

Tattooed memories, names I left behind —

I burn them in my verses, hope they fade in time.

Demons in the closet, angels on the stair,

I pray to empty ceilings, nobody answers there.


Pre-Chorus (breathy)

I trace the scar above my heart, memorize the pain,

Life's a late-night show and I'm the actor with no name.


Chorus (melodic, bigger)

I'm an outcast with a static halo — burning but alone,

Neon halo, cold and shallow, call it mine, it's all I own.

Falling for the silence, dancing with my pain,

I'm a face in every window that forgets my name.


Bridge (vulnerable, slowed)

They whisper "fix him", like pain’s a thing you can replace,

I keep a bottle of apologies hidden in my place.

Sometimes I taste the wrong things, trying to feel right,

But I only end up hollow when the morning steals the night.

If love is a language, I forgot how to speak,

All my pages are blank and my knees are getting weak.


Breakdown (hazy, lo‑fi)

Static halo, static halo — calling out but no reply,

Static halo, static halo — plastered smile beneath the sky.

I drown in crowded rooms, I float in empty beds,

Nightmares tuck me in with all the songs inside my head.


Chorus (final, echoing)

I'm an outcast with a static halo — burning but alone,

Neon halo, cold and shallow, call it mine, it's all I own.

Falling for the silence, dancing with my pain,

I'm a face in every window that forgets my name.


Outro (soft, almost spoken)

Maybe one day they'll hear the sorrow in my tone,

Till then I'll wear this halo like it's carved into my bone.

Static in my veins — I feel it when I breathe,

Outcast forever, but I keep dreaming, keep believing.

(...Static...)

STATIC

KILLINGS (PROD. 6SEANCE)

I will bring together the reality of life to reflect on love, people, broken-hearts, family issues, overcoming difficulties, so that we can cultivate clarity, adapt with grace, and create more wishful songs that will gain your and our trust, as well as being the best artist for you. Maybe even more than what I have said... maybe I can make my songs Therapeutic for you all? <3
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Here is my AI Music I made cuz I'm getting lazy... sometimes --> https://suno.com/@jaelynn_mslustdrug 

I am also on GENIUS LYRICS! --> https://genius.com/Ms_LustDrug

USING YOUTUBE MOSTLY, USING SOUNDCLOUD FOR PRIVATE TRACKS SHARING LINKS OF UNFINISHED TRACKS OR BEATS NOW DAYS SO CHECK THE YOUTUBE LINK HERE.

Project KT (Knowledge Transfer) is the solo vision of Kareem Tyler—a multidimensional artist navigating the limits of the physical realm through immersive, genre-blending sound. Fusing progressive rock, symphonic fusion, post-punk ambience, and metallic catharsis, Project KT crafts cinematic soundscapes led by violin, orchestral depth, and raw poetic tension.

After a life-altering accident caused partial vocal cord paralysis and ended his ability to play piano, Kareem rebuilt his artistry through digital composition and visual design—transforming personal trauma into transcendent expression.

That rebirth came to life in Echoes of the Void (2025), a symphonic progressive metal epic charting entropy, solitude, and rebirth across expansive movements. Its companion, Beyond the Void, reimagined the work as a cinematic and orchestral odyssey, featuring Canadian singer-songwriter Valeria Rusnak, whose operatic vocals added radiant contrast to Kareem’s baritone foundation. Together, they forged a dialogue of shadow and light, entropy and grace.

Though Project KT remains firmly Kareem’s vision—writing, producing, and shaping every detail—he is actively seeking a female vocalist to further embody its still-untold emotional core. With an evolving presence on Instagram, BandLab, and SoundCloud, Project KT continues to weave cross-medium narratives that fuse sound, image, and meaning.

For listeners and collaborators drawn to gothic romanticism, cinematic drama, and genre-fluid experimentation, Project KT offers more than music—it is an echo unfolding into infinity.

ITs TBR

4 god  (thee project, coming soon)

Righteous warrior
Righteous psychopath

LEGEND

Pain

endurance

Respect

حسبي الله و نعم الوكيل
Welcome to my vault where u hear unreleased first, and be poured into with loving music that assists you in your spiritual battles. 
Youtube:
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Sub-label: SlapCutz Records

RA Label of the Month feature: https://www.residentadvisor.net/features/3148

Purchase tracks at:

http://slapfunk.bandcamp.com/

http://www.discogs.com/label/316364-SlapFunk-Records

https://subwax.es/brands/slapfunk-records/

Merchandise:

www.slapfunk.com

Demos:
Please send streamable demos to records@slapfunk.com

The Creature has always had a passion for music. In 2019 he was released from hell and since then was finally able to do what he loved: to make the dark sound off hell which he came from.

In 2024 he started a new adventure as 'The Terrifying Terrorist' to bring you the brutest and hardest music.

New tracks tagged #Outcast