LYRICS :

I’ma put you in the dirt with the worms, fuck a hearse
Hold up though cuz first I’ll put a curse to make ya worse
Spitting wicked words straight from the brain to make a verse
I bet you’re gonna learn when you’re curbstomped
I am quick to burst off with the .45, I’ll leave ya brain damaged
Chained in my basement, stupid ass boy you gonna stay famished
See me in the forest, you turnin the corner then I vanish
I planned it, best place to catch the hippie is somewhere abandoned

From the 540 reppin the 804
I’m kickin yo door
Draco pointed at yo dome
See how that goes
No I wont back down, tap out before I kill you, I need some therapy
Going to hell I just hope that I never leave

I stay with the bones and the ghosts in the gallows
I’m lurking with my bros no one knows we in the shadows
This is the life I chose I suppose I’m the bad man
I’ll Knock you out with eyes closed and douse you with a gas can

I stay in the burg, murdering bitches I need an urn
Which one of these fuckas hurt worse, the first shot or the third
ha ha
How many shots does it take to just murder a cop
Honestly doesn’t even matter to me cause I will always shoot a lot
Shots popped got all these pussies jumping like it’s hopscotch
I feel like jason bitch I’m at the lake I’m finna chop lots
I cock glock, then pop it shootin pussies ain’t no stoppin
Just stop it, I see the facade you been rocking

Rocking out with my cock out I feel like GG Allin
You ain’t no fucking shooter, you just BB packing
Must be fucking lucid dreaming if you see me lacking
I am something mythical like a three-winged dragon

CURBSTOMP

UNKNOWN

RESURGENCE

ProductOfPain

do not resurrect x witchouse40k - cathedral ward (bass boost, reverb & slowed)

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)

NIGHT TERRORS feat. RECE'S AURA

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)

Collab with @Fkbambam

prod. @sulferdubstep , @fkbambam , Lord Gasp , @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

artwork by Buvard & Lord Gasp

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LYRICS



(Lord Gasp)

catch that barber fade to the temple
i’m all up in yo face, body swing like a pendulum
stretched out like a selfie 
i let the choppa crank, hollows rain to your dental

catch that barber fade to the temple
i’m all up in yo face, body swing like a pendulum
stretched out like a selfie
i let the choppa crank, hollows rain to your dental


(Fkbambam)

Off a bean moving like a weekend at Bernie’s 
Beat it down her legs shakey now she need a gurney 
You showing straps on live need an attorney
Need my money like right now I’m in a hurry

Big bag on me my money colossal
Put a hole through you bigger than a pothole 
Pop out underneath you from the ground in a foxhole 
Imma have to turn you to a fossil

I was in Shibuya with a shooter he a drop hoes
Mfers beefing faking friendships I don’t want those 
Back it up she got a tonka truck it made me drop loads 
Beating up her booty clapping cheeks like playing bongos

Imma take ya soul peel your flesh out of your eyelids
For my peace leave you deceased bringing violence 
How you giving out advice as a nihilist
Talking too loud lights out hush silence

(lord gasp)

catch that barber fade to the temple
i’m all up in yo face, body swing like a pendulum
stretched out like a selfie 
i let the choppa crank, hollows rain to the dental

catch that barber fade to the temple
i’m all up in yo face, body swing like a pendulum
stretched out like a selfie 
i let the choppa crank, hollows rain to the dental

The fifties in my paws look bloody
The fit match the canada racks burgundy
water on the neck, big quarry
the carrion smell when i walk by

I believe we got that shit
Yea you cannot match the novelty

honcho, venom
hearts chrome on the denim
back broke, had the scene on my tailbone for a minute

catch a glimpse of my ether
on my dolo shit and still dropping heaters
duff on me, walkin round like a hiker
-cut ties, like im swinging a cleaver
Gasp from the gutter bitch

catch that barber fade to the temple
i’m all up in yo face, body swing like a pendulum
stretched out like a selfie 
i let the choppa crank, hollows rain to the dental

Pendulum (with Fkbambam)

Beat is $10 for MP3 and $20 for WAV, it can be used for free if credit is given to me in the title (Prod. Kwaidan) with a link to my page in the description.

Witchouse 40K Type Beat ~ 𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔖𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 ~ (FREE FOR NON-PROFIT)

Original track by Witchouse 40K × MOSSBACK
Nightcore + reverb edit by Számítóscica18

Witchouse 40K × MOSSBACK - Vultures (Nightcore + Reverb Edit)

with @fkbambam

produced by @nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
mix/rec by Lord Gasp

LYRICS :

(Lord Gasp)

in the cut, out the mix like a bad batch,
boy you movin’ goofy, you the type to get your bag snatched.
lab rat, popped me out the womb and fed my ass tabs
Put me down, i’ll be back , pull up on you , bambam

(Fkbambam)

Got a freak hoe gimme dome 
Doing a handstand
Im like juicy jay up in the club she do her band dance
Came outta dirt. crawled my way out of the quick sand,
Flaunting what im wanting we gon take it you get ransacked

(lord gasp)

lifes a bitch ive let her venom in
Invite her in
I fucked the devil , insiminate her face
Its in my veins
no Vitamin can fix my sinner brain
Disintegrate you bony sack 
The hollow points , the body bag and everything


(fkbambam)

Labels tryna buy my swag, it’s not for sale
You quit and only worked for three whole days yeah you’re bound to fail
Damn your ass retarded how the fuck you slower than a snail
Cross my ass like Jesus, pin right through your hands with metal nails 


(lord gasp)

Big bank all ,blue faces like they holdin’ breath,
Gave that boy a dub, he ran off, now he owe his fuckin death.
I be with them steppers, but they quiet, ain’t no show and tell,
Catch him talkin’ crazy, he gon’ fold like an open mail.


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



(fkbambam)

made it outta nothing i ain’t got no mob ties
messing with the fam you gon’ end up hog tied
Hit em up, freeze up leave ya stuck, terrorize
Shocked to see me creeping out 
But I know I don’t look surprised




(lord gasp)

Whole life flashing, his homies bout to pick his scraps
Pick yo shoes up fore my shooter make the metal clap
Pick his loot up like the riches do the middle class
redneck, call me lil bluegrass


(fkbambam)

Scare the hoes like Danny Brown
I think she had a heart attack
Even with no excercice
my numbers doing jumping jacks
Bambam, calm down
They said my whole life
Early like i’m Folgers
moving boulders like a landslide


(lord gasp)

Gone in a puff
My whole circle smoked quick
Never trust none , fuck with no bluff bitch
Stick to yo senses,  never missin maths
Put numbers in, really
Plus im really bout my swag


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



Lab Rat (with Fkbambam)

Let the moon light the way
See it glisten on my blade
Hearing me hissing in pain
While you’re sitting there listening like it’s ok
Seeing me reflect the same as I was when the pain wasn’t good in my brain  
I’m scratching that itch in my brain with a 45. magnum that’s pressed on my face 
I pull and I squeeze now my face on the bed covering up the floor with my stains again
All of my friends had to change em again now I’m stuck all alone with that blade as a friend 
Stuck in my room I can’t take this again I’ve been stuck in my bedroom since 2018
Got me chewing on pills always staying sedated but somehow I’m always awake  

Whenever I close my eyes  
I can really see inside 
Like my eyes roll back to my head 
Then the back of my head takes me for a ride
I try to devise my life but my plan keeps failing whenever I try
My skin gets flayed when I think bad times now my veins all beat up bad inside
Can’t tempt my fate anymore than I do coz I’m actually scared that it might go through 
Attempted death back in 2018 when I think back then I didn’t think I’d make it through 
Cold turkey’d pills just to take more pills 
Those early feels almost met my tomb
I still struggle loads and I hate it too
Only time will tell if I’ll make it through

Follow The Moon (Prod. Rajaste)

From Forthcoming Debut Album 'Embrace The Nightmare' (2026) STREAMING EVERYWHERE SOON!

George Costanza

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MISSING PEOPLE CULT

This Cult Leader was Born in Wicked Wisconsin on march 27th 1993.
Bloody Ruckus is an M.C. in the underground scene who has been rocking it with some of the biggest artists in the industry since 2011. His career began in 2009 when he released his first street EP entitled "Coming Out The Woods". He then went on to releasing his first full length album in 2010 entitled "Nightmarez From The Rez chapter 1: The Rage" which was a popular piece of morbid art within the native american community in north eastern wisconsin. As an underground artist, he began to network with artists outside of his city such as the entire Wicked Wisconsin movement and became very close friends with the super horrorcore group known as Dark Half of LSP! since the year 2012 Bloody Ruckus has thrown a yearly festival in the city of green bay  known as "Terror In Title Town"  and has drawn hundreds of kids since then. In the beginning of 2013 he was signed to LSP's sublable called "Jonestown Records" which had such artists as Dieabolik, Psycho C of Brew City Butchers, S.A.W Da Ghozt, Monsta Squad, Mo Foley and many more. That same year  Bloody Ruckus released his day view EP entitled "Dark N Cold" which featured his long time friend Axe Bleed and Dark Half. Over time he kept grinding and busting as many moves as possible in the underground scene while fighting cases of gang related violence. In 2014 Bloody Ruckus made his first stage apperance at the G.O.T.J with the super group Dark Half for the song Fred Vogal. By the time 2016 came, Bloody Ruckus released his next full length album entitled "My Bloody Valentine" and began to make bigger moves as well as joining a underground group known as Cult Activity before being incarcerated yet again in september for a being part of what the news media and investigators describe as a cult ritual. every news station around the globe including TMZ, Rolling Stones, CNN, FOX News and many more picked up on the Bloody Ruckus cult ritual story after a dismemberment video filmed by Bloody Ruckus became viral. After being released on $5000 cash bond he right away went back to making music and started doing shows again around the country. he is currently in the works of putting out a new album entitled "Funeral Macabre" as well as the Cult Activity album entitled "Population 909". There will be more to come very soon....

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Hardcore Rap - Denver, Colorado 

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