Collab with ZYLLER

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WORTHLESS (Collab with ZYLLER)

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SELF-HATRED

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REVENGE (w/ ROOSEVELT)

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ANARCHY

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ENDLESS NIGHT

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ORNAMENT (w/ SkinnyDRAG)

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SAPPHIRES (w/ Nightrdd)

Cardeairè Jack x Saliva Grey - Web (prod. Aragoth)

Stop Drop & Run - Cardeairè Jack X Blckbrd

prod. Nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
rec/mix Lord Gasp

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LYRICS

always had it in it, the core sweats fuel
that gon tear my carotids
wit but lethargic
the brain stay rotting
the flesh peels off as i walk all the birds keep dropping you can smell it
you feel me
always got it hanging, the knoose by the neck and it tightens by the minute
ain't nothing new, ain't no other way to spin it
If yo beads cross mine, pick yo feet, start running

Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon
Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon

I’m a big steppa, big boots to your jaw 
the balenci bricks , yea the ‘roids’ to your jugular
they say i’m a sick cynical with bottomless scars
I could feel like quitting, leave it all, go die in the forest
yall make me sick but listen I keep leading the heat, 
the glass shards through my dermis I keep walking like jesus
tide taller like lemme peep just over I reach
for bright stars then I squeeze em in my palm till it bleeds

Everyday feel like the same now
It don't really feel like it’ll change no
pull me the fuck out my head now
head now

shit's tense and it kills all hope
you can feel your noddle floating and the air gets cold
Quick temper, I got dislike for every sentimental being
let the thin ice broke

I've let the thin ice broke and fell back in the creek
I’m collecting thick scars, come and get your own if you need
y’all putting a fake smile, dont tell me you like what you see
pull out the big 9, put this fucking world on its knees

Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon
Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon

Blood Marathon

ft. @tumaggz

Lyrics:

Sect Unit -

better watch yo back when you speak on me
yeah, speak on me
i won’t let you getaway for free 
head start countin up to three
you don’t who you wanna be 
just a pussy ass wannabe i swear 
you not the only one of you
but it’s really only one of me 

you can talk yo shit but it come back around like karma
i don’t wanna start no drama 
but if you fuck wit me you gone end up wit trauma
sweatin like you in a sauna 
i don’t like the way that you niggas move 
i don’t like the way that you speak
try to walk around wit a point to prove 
but i wish you would just take a seat
yeah, you niggas is weak 
only run yo mouth when you on a beat 
i talk shit i don’t keep it discreet 
but you make tweets
that’s all you know how to do
ain’t no beef when i’m bullyin you
like a leaf you gone float to the ground
the only thing you finna see is a boot, pussy 

better watch yo back when you speak on me
yeah, speak on me
i won’t let you getaway for free 
head start countin up to three
you don’t who you wanna be 
just a pussy ass wannabe i swear 
you not the only one of you
but it’s really only one of me 

TuMaggz-

Real chains on a fakes neck
I can’t respect your movements
Kinda stupid how you claim a set
I’m sick of rookies tryna play me like I ain’t a vet
I bet I’m right about your come up wanna place a bet
Y’all lil niggas some children 
Throwing hand signs you spent time making up got some ops but you’ve still never killed one
Me bitch I’m one in a million 
But they already know that
Bet they already know that
But you already knew that
Bet you already knew that
Boy that rag in your pocket a book with no words
You ain’t been jumped put yo mouth on the curb
It’s better it’s me it’s a mortal concern cuz if them niggas catch you they’ll turn you to merch
But you already know that
Bet you already know that
We know you ain’t about that
You know you ain’t about that
Roof cave in when the bass go
I wanna big body whip winnebago
I might pour a lil blood in a faygo
All you niggas weird kicking it with fake hoes
I’mma do it to em something like Waco
I’m a fiend for USD no pesos
Ion fuck with distrokid cuz they pay slow
I like dealing cuz it honestly just pay more
Like a missile how I heat seek targets
Tumaggz got your chick pants wet like a faucet
Demon wit the pot I’mma crock it
I’mma make spark like a fork inna socket
Got the whole game in my pocket
Only gonna take a few to take off like a rocket
But I’m not just in it for the profit
I was made for this 
Maggz something like a prophet

Wannabe

Cardeairè Jack x TuMaggz - Wannabe (prod. Aragoth)

BPM: 128

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[HARD] DARK TRAP X SECT UNIT X FACELESS 1-7 TYPE BEAT | ONSLAUGHT

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[FREE FOR PROFIT] TWENTYTHREE X KAMAARA X ISTASHA TYPE BEAT - CROW FOOD (prod. cruxrgxx)

First collaboration between Istasha and me.

STREAM EVERYWHERE -> idm.fm/byracka

prod Istasha, Nimbustwokay, Lord Gasp
Mix master by Lord Gasp
Artwork by Istasha, Buvard, Lord Gasp

LYRICS 

Lord gasp intro:

Self starvation
Alleviate my pain
Im roller coasting
Kiss death with my two eyes closed
A bad bitch with a lethal dose
cradled by jaw clenching
Carefully salting the wounds
now does it sound drastic
Preferring me over you
Can’t be surprised its crashing
there was more signs in the sky pointing out 
than there’ll ever be bird wings

Istasha verse  :

Cyclic
Mind splat when the vice hits 
Intact thought sat where the sky sit
Cyclic, cut, scythe click
Let the metal hit  the grass 
And Despite this 
What i want 
What I’m on
Reap, eat, die 
Crescent get it done 
What I want 
What I’m on 
Two sides of a coin in a pond 
De sat; White clip
Fuckin with the Wiring 
Cut it, need a second of action don’t need a 
Sidekick 
Blackout, Sight dip 
Automate entirely 
A tired light, uncertain on principle 
Like twice slit 
What I want 
What I’m on 
Sow my feet down deep then I 
Can keep calm 
What I want 
What I’m on 
that purge my being on the spot type shit

Lord Gasp verse:
Sorry i fuck it up issa classic
Tired of soaking up in my acid
Calamity tightly sewn in my fabric
Burnt out , drape all these bridges in my toxic sludge
Depravity tearing away my sense of trust
I rotted my psyche away, turnt into curdled pus
i gut- gutted my heart out for you maggot sluts
leeches, boggus, sever the scum

Lord Gasp bridge :
Cradled by jaw clenching
Carefully salting the wounds
now does it sound drastic
Preferring me over you
Can’t be surprised its crashing
there was more signs in the sky pointing out than there’ll ever be bird wings

Lord Gasp outro :
Rip my limbs
And leave me split into segments 
So you can pick where my flesh sit
For y’all to feed off, you leeches 

Istasha outro:
Heavenly absorbed
And I swallow the last of the puddles
Sittin covered in a black interval 
Suddenly 
I’m up until planets fall out 
can they die 
Break the word

>STREAM<

Byracka (with Istasha)

Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Everynight I stay up pray that I don’t wake up
These thoughts they fucking take up so much room I turn to razors
Just to erase all these faces that I’m facing everyday
It’s making my face look the palest the safest place is in my grave
Huh I just keep pretending now that all my pain has ended now
All my thoughts have exit out but fuck that I dissect them out
They said they would check on me but now coffin’s they checking out
Tryna see if I would fit but nah fuck that my legs stick out
 
Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Blood spill out like Zinfandel worshipping nah infidel
Tell me bout your heaven nah fuck that because I live in hell
Take these pills then sink and tell my therapist I’m living well 
Lies in all my words just so that I can hide all my intel
Don’t try and depend on me I don’t even depend on me (no I don’t)
They think that they know me well I don’t even know me well (no I don’t)
They keep tryna engage with me l keep that 12 gauge on me (ay)
Blam all of them slugs into my brain there ain’t no fucking saving me

i don't know me anymore (Prod. Outworld)

Dark Trap Producer & Artist based in Germany

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