They both joined the Navy and that is where the adventure starts. Chase decides to fuck up his ankle (don't worry, you would never know when listening to the double kick that he lays the smack down on).
Ronnie boy decides to hop on a plane and then a helicopter, to see the world. He comes to realize he really sold his soul to the devil when he signed his enlistment papers because he flies to the hottest part of the earth. The middle east. Then he comes to satans private yacht to finish out a cruise of hell that was started just a few months earlier.
Here he finds a supafly muhfucka named Nick, aka Mac Fnord. So Rons like, "yo, yo home gro, write some lyrics" and Nicks like, "word to the bird, I don't know how to write that music, buts I gives it a shot fa sho."
So, Nick started writing and we returned home from the Cruise of hell. We got a place to practice and started writing songs and now we are the greatest Rapcore band EVER! That's the mother fucking truth. We will update the "Domspace" as new shit falls out the crapper. Dig it? Peace!
Artwork designed by: Mac Fnord (Logo) & Artist (Goat)