yeah that sounds gonna fill up my room for sure

prod & mix by me

Lyrics:
I just want to rob or steal shit
kill a motherfucker with a nine, a steel switch
smothered undercover when I ride
That blunt hittin', Wrist slitted Ima meet god
Tell that motherfucker die right now
I'm getting high right now, touch the sky
Wanna be numb right now, don't know why
Really don't like this life that I got
But ima make the best of it till I rot
Empty empathy don't really give a fuck
I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck
I run through your pockets, I know i'm coming up
That boy feel funny till we get to buckin' up
And now he bitching he don't see the vision
Really think he need to finish the mission
Pieced up, 5 feet to the face
Geeked up, how we run to the bank
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case
That's tough, see the bitch in is face
50 say, we gettin' rich or we ain't
Minimum wage not the way that we rock
Rather be dead in a motherfucking box
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case

I got no patience
I got a problem I face it
Smoke 50 blunts and I'm sober, I hate this
I got a pump on the road
Draco in the trunk, I blast at the foes
I hate hoes
Don't need no bitch on my payroll
I made this beat and I spit cold
I whip the whip, I got bankroll
Headshot when I shoot, hoe
Red-dot on that coupe, blow
His head off of a that roof, go
Like anywhere that I want to, no fucks given

I just want to rob or steal shit
kill a motherfucker with a nine, a steel switch
smothered undercover when I ride
That blunt hittin', Wrist slitted Ima meet god
Tell that motherfucker die right now
I'm getting high right now, touch the sky
Wanna be numb right now, don't know why
Really don't like this life that I got
But ima make the best of it till I rot
Empty empathy don't really give a fuck
I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck
I run through your pockets, I know i'm coming up
That boy feel funny till we get to buckin' up
And now he bitching he don't see the vision
Really think he need to finish the mission
Pieced up, 5 feet to the face
Geeked up, how we run to the bank
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case
That's tough, see the bitch in is face
50 say, we gettin' rich or we ain't
Minimum wage not the way that we rock
Rather be dead in a motherfucking box

FACE MY PATIENCE

HAND OF GOD

STOMACH ON E

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STOMACH ON E W/ BL8DEZ X NIKKO (PROD. VEINN)

KAIJU

ELECTROCHEMISTRY

Lyrics:
why’d you think I chose this life 
I don’t wanna wait ‘n’ serve
changing the game like a lane I swerve
heat in the pot how it drop like curve 
it’s a grey Great Britain
they why I graft and complain 
and why I laugh at the pain
I got a dark fruits and now I’m feeling larger again
I gotta wrap my arm around my cuzzy
not cuz he’s hard but because he’s gonna crack a spark loose again 

yeah I heard that you wanna be shameless
I run dat on a daily basis
I just try to embrace my strangeness
you gotta know that the net ain’t dangerous 
it takes a mad man to change a nation
I say it twice, repeat it, verbatim 
get it past your thick skull into your cranium 
I ain’t stopping till I’m filling out a stadium

yeah i used to be like you
true it’s kinda easy to get caught up in this zoo
fuck a bracket imma break out the box
man are raising the bar
like i’m raising a yute
i ain’t got an once out shame when i step
to my ladies im fresh i don’t care bout views
real gon recognise real when its due
don’t think im saying that i wont slew
like ROOF
big darg MC ripper
mixing up the pepsi max with the jack liquor
i sip sip sip sip zim zimma
rocking with my beanie man i need a trim trimmer
bin iller, still no keys no bimma
my crooked smile might make me seem a little bit bitter
born sinner,
i’m like cole i burn Js in the cold winter,
in my element i flow flow

yeah I heard that you wanna be shameless
I run dat on a daily basis
I just try to embrace my strangeness
you gotta know that the net ain’t dangerous 
it takes a mad man to change a nation
I say it twice, repeat it, verbatim 
get it past your thick skull into your cranium 
I ain’t stopping till I’m filling out a stadium

SHAMELESS

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Don't Look Over Here.

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)

First things first i burst in flames and curse your name, never tame sure, faces on a plain shirt
In my lane curve, 2 shots just to make sure
My whole passion is rapping this ain’t game
worm
Squirm, you got some things to learn
How much of your body can fill up this urn?
How much of this fuckboy are we gon need to burn?
Watch his corpse crumble, stomach starting to turn
The boy Ouija, avoid bleeding, the sharks need it
I coined evil and force people with medieval 
Torture methods with swords Im reckless I breath diesel
The opposition get in positions thats known as fetal
From my weed eyes bleed survive these when i squeeze
Tightly your mom screams it can’t be it can’t be if can’t be
Is that how you really feel? I mean
With this flow so quick slow might implode Im so sick
Theres no if its when will i blow theres no tricks
Stand ten toes in an instance, have your whole team froze 
A failed abortion bred for extortion forced upon this world the devil wont endorse this
Porcelain made people the melting pots enormous
Death is so important take your life enjoy it
Can you motherfuckers hop on a beat and not lie?
Can you motherfuckers hop off my meat and not cry?
Every time I tasted defeat I revive
Protect ya neck, or bleed for me
Don’t sweat the technique it’s not sweet b
Wrap your head in bed sheets best believe the
Funeral starts with heavy hearts indeed
Everybody wanna act and rap and cap in that
I am no exception to the fact, this shit is wack
Make metaphors bout shit that Ill never do
Like raping a bitch, taping the shit then make it a clip
I know the money have you changing n shit, fake with the clique
Yeah bitch not me
Your tranquility tranquilize and hypnotize
No military the metal heavy I terrorize

The Missing People Menace Sneaking Weapons In Heaven

Nowy singiel od Aramisa to prawdziwy manifest ulicznego stylu i potęgi drum and bassu. "Z sensem i pierdolnięciem" to utwór, w którym szybki breakbeat i głęboki bas tworzą idealne tło dla precyzyjnego i pełnego ognia flow. Aramis udowadnia, że słowa mogą być jak pociski, a muzyka jak tsunami – poruszając od serca po sam parkiet. To hymn dla tych, którzy czują vibe i nie boją się wejść w świat prawdziwej, surowej energii.

Aramis na bicie Trap Rap (with EDM_Trap Fusion).mp3

This song is about all the love I have in my heart for you. 

i fkn hate u

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