monsieur lord gasp, vous m'avez vraiment rendu accro à vos chansons, félicitations 👏

Produced  by Gullyspit 

Art by Roch links below to his shit hes crazy
https://twitter.com/1998_roch
https://www.instagram.com/1998roch/


Lyrics:
Verse 1:
got no fingers left to count 
I need drugs in high abundance 
mixed with things I can’t pronounce 
lay down in the dirt 
you got me feeling like a hound 
copper wire strip it
we can sell it by the pound 
they don’t wanna see me but 
I’m looking through the peephole
y’all are so far under me 
you do not look like people 
spittin in they face 
cause they tried to say I’m evil 
injections looking lethal 
I’m nothing but a needle 

Pre-Chorus:

this ain’t really fun for me 
bitch I don’t want your
company
you play playing all these games
and you do it just to fuck w me
you wonder what’s been
up with me
why I don’t share 
your gluttony
cause I don’t eat w swine
go ahead 
enjoy the slop tray

Chorus:
keep on eating till you die 
grind up all the plastics 
and fresh the insecticides 
bits of metal in your teeth 
and asbestos in the gumline
shots off in the distance
they sound just like a drumline 
Bridge:
operator  
why don’t people kill the president?
sincerely signed a law abiding good for nothing citizen 
they keep on building prisons from the profits of our medicine
the business really booming but I’m looking like a skeleton

I’m feeling used 
you feel rejected 
let’s go have baby 
and let’s use it as a weapon 
driving down the freeway
smoke keep coming out the engine
zombies get to walking 
hoping they making it to heaven okay

imma need to see your license  
hands up on the wheel 
and baby just ignore the sirens
we don’t need to hear you 
this works better when it’s silent 
aiming at the skies 
screaming welcome to the violence 

Prechorus

Chorus

Slop Tray

prod @michaellinkbeats
mix master lord gasp
______________

Slipping off the edge of the world in a glitch
I glitched
Standing in a plane where no soul should exist
No exit

Worthless trash
Let my body fall in abyss
Worthless trash
I feel like my brain's gonna split

I'm not like the rest
So obsessive, always so erratic
I'm not like the rest
Some aesthetic in the way i panic
Vision slanted, depth of field expanding
I'm not like the rest
Feeling splendid when they feel offended

Who is you, just another clone with no point of view
Kangaroo, pocket full of kids and they kinda grew
Who is you, sorry I feel lost inside a deja vu
Purple blue, lights around a tunnel i could dive into

Worthless trash
Let my body fall in abyss
Worthless trash
I feel like my brain's gonna split

Dark particles creeping through the crack in my shell
My primary cells fucked like a nail's probing my fontanel

Yeah just go and press the trigger of that pistol
Press it on your pineal
Guess no one will ever miss your face bro
Everybody's pissed at your deranged voice
Plus you got no stance you a fake hoe
Come on blow your vitals

Stupid, all my shit gon buss
Rockies on my wrist all glossy
Yeah that shit is snowy
Brushing off the mental mud
Nowadays I piss more blood
And I ain't feeling sorry

Who is you, just another clone with no point of view
Kangaroo, pocket full of kids and they kinda grew
Who is you, sorry I feel lost inside a deja vu
Purple blue

Slipping off the edge of the world in a glitch
I glitched
Standing in a plane where no soul should exist
No exit

Worthless trash
Let my body fall in abyss
Worthless trash
I feel like my brain's gonna split

Fontanelle

Prod @wizurd , @gullyspit & scizzy
mix/master lord gasp
_________

I carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats 
Did you forget bout your dad
Twenty something yet so many born from my sack

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok i’m in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest

Rip the nerves out of his shell
Eviscerate a bitch
Pull up , whip a pistol 
Raise your tone, you go down 
Don’t peep behind yo back
I be disemboweling victims
Pull up with a missile, blow ur town 
Fuck these clown bitches

iI carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats
God i can’t relax
Stuck till the world collapse

Keep a blade down in my ksubis why my pants hang low
Pipe down stupid mortal or your ass get folded 
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life
Stains the color ruby on my all black clothes
Brain splatters like in movies ima crush them bones
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life

Bear a hole deep in the torso
Tiptoe on a thin rope
Searching for a feeling, can’t let go the damn dope
Penrose stairs, walking my rickies on ten toes
Still feeling dizzy, but fuck it im free like femto

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok im in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in

Gooey

TWENTYTHREE - HANGMAN (prod. wadjet + aragoth)

Follow the fall with lost heads
I want it all in blood red  
Forever haunted nothing less
Hollow the soul, a marked end
Dead in the walls, it’s unsaid 
Sediment walking I’m stepping on graves
Severed, alone in the paint
Revenant horror nowhere to escape

Silence alone, raised with the ghosts, dead or better really came out the cold, any second be the second I go, ready waiting with a hole in the throat 
So low, shadows approach, filling my vision with enemy bones, enter unknowns 
Walk out the catacombs stepping on skeleton souls 

No remnants left it in the mud
Chopper stop it, leave a hole in the lungs 
Steady falling over pockets of blood 
Pop it, lock it, body dropping for none 

Forever ends all alone so I’m hanging em up right 
Follow the fall of the roads I’ll be left in the suns light 

Follow the fall with lost heads
I want it all in blood red  
Forever haunted nothing less
Hollow the soul, a marked end
Dead in the walls, it’s unsaid 
Sediment walking I’m stepping on graves
Severed, alone in the paint
Revenant horror nowhere to escape

Follow the fall with lost heads
I want it all in blood red  
Forever haunted nothing less
Hollow the soul, a marked end
Dead in the walls, it’s unsaid 
Sediment walking I’m stepping on graves
Severed, alone in the paint
Revenant horror nowhere to escape

HANGMAN (PROD. WADJET + ARAGOTH)

Produced and Mixed by @Gullyspit

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I got no time for this 
y’all  better fucking move 
unless y’all really wanna die for this 
no question I got better shit to do
than rot in hell 
leave a message at the tone
then go kill your fucking self 

walking body bag like oogie must be Halloween
the blade made you an animal 
extension made you sub machine 
attention all I need
im getting blown like I’m stationed
All anybody wants is a 
shout out or a statement 

Bridge:
took a pump out at the station
better step back
powder like December
but that needle looking jet black
everything a threat
I meant it when I said that
free lobotomies 
step right up and get your head tapped

zombie walking to that punch card
scrape up what you can find
i just bought a new gun
I’m aiming at the sky
no excuse for you
rot on overtime 
me and all my brothers getting watch list certified 

Chorus:
WATCH LIST
WATCH THIS
TIME TO ROT IN HELL
ASK THE NEW YORK TIMES
THEY SAID TERROR SELLS
GOD I LOVE THE SMELL
I NEED GASOLINE
PFA
PFTE
EVERYBODY WATCHING ME 
x2

Verse 2:
got no creation 
everything you spit I said before 
big scary man
but in the dms you a fucking whore
everyday another rung up on that ladder 
I promise at the top is a noose around the rafter 

alright alight alright  I get it 
I’ll stop hating 
I’ll focus on my passion
talking war against the nation
no industry gon plant me
IM PURE INDOTRINATION 
a gun inside my mouth 
so I can kill my occupation 

Bridge 2:
took a pump out at the station
better step back
powder like December
but that needle looking jet black
everything a threat
I meant it when I said that
free lobotomies 
step right up and get your head tapped

zombie walking to that punch card
scrape up what you can find
i just bought a new gun
I’m aiming at the sky
no excuse for you
rot on overtime 
me and all my brothers getting watch list certified 
 
Chorus:
WATCH LIST
WATCH THIS
TIME TO ROT IN HELL
ASK THE NEW YORK TIMES
THEY SAID TERROR SELLS
GOD I LOVE THE SMELL
I NEED GASOLINE
PFA
PFTE
EVERYBODY WATCHING ME 
x2

SQUEAL CITY

WATCHLIST CERTIFIED

prod. by tengulovemoney
additional prod. by zaki ali 
written & performed by 4ria & gullyspit

lyrics
Transcend my sense of self worth, I can’t stop and pretend
I don’t hear the violent shudders uncovering thrills they condemn 
Lost in my mind, I’m coming with rhythms that I still figures a blend
Of every line I summon and the times I’ve been distant from friends
N-N-Nevertheless, my mind’s been fried from this commitment to spend 
All of my time, confined by limits spread like wicked incense 
V-V-Visions entrenched in vivid suspense 
In the event that I finish what’s next on the agenda, my mental laments  
While coming with sickness, so lyrically dense 
I’m seriously bent, spiritually wrecked  
It appears that I let many fears make my mental attempt to retreat to a dream
That indeed may appease all my needs with a piece of relief 
R-R-Reaping the sudden new peaks of belief on the beat
Peep the parables that I may share in full 
Up from my pedestal, but I’ve been stuck underneath this and feeling too terrible
To sail up this river of tears to the sea   
Unavailable to any b*tch tryna be someone shareable 
Sh*t ain’t for sale, I’ve been beat and made frail 'till I feel like I’ve failed all my dreams 
Leave a trail of my words to assail you
I lead holy grails of these pills, now I’m pale and a freak 
Lived a tale of deceit
I can’t stand, leave me be 
My feelings have really grown stale from the heat 
That b*tch took everything I gave for granted 
I could run the gamut, but I’m f**king damaged 
Try to understand it, but the trust was rancid 
Love was underhanded 
You could crush my heart like I crush the granite when I’m f**king manic  
Plan to leave this planet then implode 
If you’ve seen my face then you’ve seen my panic 
F**k being candid with these hoes 

Insecticides and pesticides 
An OxyContin genocide, on autopilot
Silent, slow and steady suicide, so violent 
Death to my defective pride 
Death to my unkept desires 
Death to my perceptive mind from any kind of reckless lie 
Death to these collected rhymes 
Death to dreams I emphasized
Nothing left to be incentivized when death’s upon my eyes 
Death to being westernized 
Death to any enterprise 
Death to my perceptive mind from each and all your wretched lies 

Death to lines I kept confined 
Death to time I’m stuck inside 
The stomach fills with parasites and then the body dies 
I guess I’m right to fear the barrel when it’s pressed between my eyes 
I feel the finger send vibrations from that hairpin, let it fly 
I crush the sample left me decomposed
erode and then I’m back to life 
I guess I got a habit predisposed to waste my f***ing time
I really thought I’d make it 
Really thought I’d turn out fine
Guess smoking on insecticides does wonders for the mind
Now I got 12 all in my face like a clock
I’m getting wound up by the second
Hope the words I’m saying stick
I hope my message leaves your threatened 
Sending mentions, best be careful
Past the threshold like a tenant
Leave you bloated looking pregnant, pure resentment manifested 
I connected every nerve up on my body like a circuit 
Now my appetite is endless
Now I fester for a purpose 
Let me worship my distraction 
Watch my stomach get distended 
Got you all along my fingers, a spectator for the wreckage

D-D-Death to Mother Nature, regrets rest on these records 
Death to my confessions 
Every session, I’ve contested
The test of time, you’ll never find a lie within this message 
My identity’s been intertwined with rhymes and pure resentment  
And by design, I’ll lie awake each night with these reflections of deception
You deflected, now the pain is endless 
Kick back, tit for tat, b*tches love to brag  
Eye for an eye ‘till the whole world is f**king blind 
I arrive at the conclusion that everybody still lies 
Rhymes provide solutions for my ill advised lifetime 
Death and all the rest
I’ll bid you farewell and goodbye (x4)

DEATH AND ALL THE REST W/ GULLYSPIT

notgzay Prod.4Simon

Written by GRIM SALVO
Produced by @33marrow

-  𝐋 𝐘 𝐑 𝐈 𝐂 𝐒  +

I feel my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away
I watch my face fall off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost
I watch my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away 
I watch my face melt off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost

Take him by the eyes
Tried to feed him to the worms and the flies
I did not fuck with your life
No, I did not fuck with your life

All of these people are willing for digging their graves 
I don’t know you
Do not come to my house for the praise
And go hoping you’re willing to pray

I don’t want static
Bacteriophage automatic
No, I do not want all that damage
No, I do not fuck with your magic 
And try to imagine
All of my enemies up in the attic
Feeding off all their somatic  
Places that you go when other people go jurassic 

God is dead
He did not fuck with your life
There is no fate
The animals wanted the dead minds

Calibrate 
You better gravitate all the way out of your vertebrae  
Before the artificial heart 
Before the behemoth is gonna come up and take your ass apart
I am the unholy synthesis filled with the wickedness
Artificial heart
Fucking with 𝔅𝔢𝔩𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔤𝔬𝔯
Fucking with 𝓑𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮

I feel my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away
I watch my face fall off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost
I watch my face decay
Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away 
I watch my face melt off
Tell the behemoth I’ll pay him whatever the cost

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 
I put the skelly in the god box
Tell your fucking friends this aint Fort Knox 
Fort Knox
Drop 4 masters in a tube sock
Hail mary with the 45 up in the boondocks
You must be guessing how to clean a bloodstain
I guess you’re plundering a rich spot
Hide it in a hole like Hussein 
The grinders show the brain 
Anatomy 
Listen to my kill shit rhapsody
Lately I’ve been seeing demons floating in the atmosphere
Hallucingenia worm would whisper blasphemy
I see things practically 
Anybody tries to take me over will dramatically 
Find out how much of them I carry back with me
Brain is rotten with the maggot 
Feast 
On all these agonies
Run it up for your majesty
All you people can try to mimic the measurements of my depravity
I’m fucking miserable 
You couldn’t last up in my faculties
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
33MARROW
✄ ☹ ☜

BURNSIDE

Produced by @wasbeatz
Featuring @depthstrida & @theransomelite
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

(MUGXTSU)
Why am I, still praying ?
Why am I, still breathing ?
Why am I, still praying ?
Why am I, still breathing ?

(The Ransom Elite)
Save me from the depths of hell 
I got a hard time believing in this
Save me from the wickeds spell
Why is nobody answering me

Where is your god
Where is your god now

(MUGXTSU)
Bring me alive.
Don't leave me by.
There were a time where I'd drop this.
But this time I will be holding on.
Listen to me, I'mma be away, but I'll be coming back soon.
Please trust me, I won't leave you like they fkg did. 

Devil is coming, it's coming !
Devil is coming and it's gonna get you.

(The Ransom Elite & MUGXTSU)
Save me from the depths of hell 
I got a hard time believing in this
Save me from the wickeds spell
Why is nobody answering me

Where is your god
Where is your god now

(DEPTH STRIDA)
save me from the serpents nest
make some fucking planes crash
how long will this planet last
questions over questions i just need one stupid answer
is this shit still worth living u might find me in a dumpster

age of the serpent now its time to feed the snakes
let them taste their medicine before they get into my way
age of the serpent trust me now thats its too late
hear the hissing everywhere i feel like in the outback ay

slice a snake
cut his head
clear the planet is my task
ranger type
poison flask
let me free you from your mask

single shots
mark his death
bitch that is your only breath
dark times coming snakes are hiding in the fucking grass ay

(MUGXTSU)
Why am I, still praying ?
Why am I, still breathing ?
Why am I, still praying ?
Why am I, still breathing ?

[ A M V ]

The End of The World (feat. The Ransom Elite & DEPTH STRIDA) [prod.  ｗａｓ]

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XxoCWMawHJA

Prod.  @nimbus2k
M&M. Lord Gasp + Nimbus2k

Lyrics :

Backpack heavy fucking kneecap
I can't walk I carry more than 10 straps
You gonn talk then end up in a minivan
They gonn fuck with me when I got million fans

Benz truck, black or white
Which one I choose?
Ima cop a grey one
Fine, I think we cool

See me in the cut say hi
I'm a chill dude 
But if you eat all my plate
You gonn end up with a single tooth

I can't stop, my brain clogs
I drift away like Ken Block
My blood's cold
The bodies getting chopped up
The pain papa will break you like a puzzle
Keep the pieces in a fish bowl

She be flying in my DM I don't even read
I think finally DNA is my type of beat
And I know the type of interest she's trynna pique
If your honey on my D then that makes me a bee?

Only bring bad like a black cat, bitch
Ima slap that like yo bad dad did
Ima go boom bam like it's Bagdhad
Click-clack, mac on the cash you don't need this

MUSIC VIDEO

KNEECAP [Prod. Nimbus2k]

歹 OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtuGXKmjZIo

@prodplague906
M&M. Lord Gasp 

Lyrics :

Stuck in my bed looking at the ceiling
I can't walk, can't talk and it's been a minute

I don't believe in god cuz if god would exist ima guess he wouldn’t have made me like this
And I guess he wouldn’t do me like this
Yeah I guess he wouldn’t do me like this

Just dig the mud and put my corpse in that bitch
Suffocating while they all on my dick


Waste my lifetime
Who do u think i am?
Wake me up now
Who do u think i am?
Let the tide rise high

The fuck do you think 
I don’t mean to be this
I was made like this
Keep a knife in my beanie , go talk, get slit

I see the rain
See it fall in slow motion
Whatever thing i'll become, just watch closer
I feel a pain in my claws, they grow longer
I want a taste of that blood just come closer

The guts fly through the wall 
It’s bleeding , the neck look like a britta pour that in my troath
Couple bodies leaking, tell Sabrina put that in my trunk

The guts fly through the wall 
It’s bleeding , the neck look like a britta pour that in my troath
Couple bodies leaking, tell Sabrina put that in my trunk

Got bloodstains on my Gosha 
Come catch a body bitch i’m ready for the war
Be cautious
Ima strangle you, looking straight into your eyes
As you struggle to breath, i’ll show you the light

Waste my lifetime
Who do u think i am
Wake me up now
Who do u think i am
Let the tide rise high

The fuck do you think 
I don’t mean to be this
I was made like this
Keep a knife in my beanie , go talk, get slit

Gooey

LORD GASP (@lordgasp)

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