The Upload

first trap metal song i've ever made 

prod. CRCL

IMMORTAL [PROD. CRCL]

Ghostman

kentosborne.com

Lyrics: Yes let's get it jumping no discussion ain't no time to waste
Liquor in my system drink it quicker ain't no time to wait
All up in the function off some fungus came from outer space
I see bigger picture with this mixture ain't no time to waste

She think that i'm lovely to be honest ima bad dude
Tell a girl I love her then forget her cause I'm that rude
Why y'all watch my every move nigga this ain't youtube
Everybody comes around when they see them W's
Really don't get it
Pissing on ya presence
Nigga pay attention
Get up my out my mentions
Living it up and I don't give a fuck
About none you niggas who living a bluff
And I'm running it up
And I'm running it up
And I feel like that nigga so turn this shit up

Turn this shit up
Turn this shit up
Turn this shit up
Turn this shit up
Turn this shit up
Turn this shit up
Turn this shit up
Turn this shit up

Yes let's get it jumping no discussion ain't no time to waste
Liquor in my system drink it quicker ain't no time to wait
All up in the function off some fungus came from outer space
I see bigger picture with this mixture ain't no time to waste
Yes let's get it jumping no discussion ain't no time to waste
Liquor in my system drink it quicker ain't no time to wait
All up in the function off some fungus came from outer space
I see bigger picture with this mixture ain't no time to waste

Living it up and I don't give a fuck
About none you niggas who living a bluff
And I'm running it up
And I'm running it up
And I feel like that nigga so turn this shit up
Living it up and I don't give a fuck
About none you niggas who living a bluff
And I'm running it up
And I'm running it up
And I feel like that nigga so turn this shit up

Kent Osborne - WASTE

THE FBI HAS A CRUSH ON ME

TURBO

Here are the lyrics for everyone asking :)

Chorus x2:
I got a goth bitch and she giving me top,
Can't get attached 'cause I can't love no thot,
All this blood bitch, I said go get the mop,
Fuck all them choppas and fuck all them glocks,

Verse:
I'm with yo bitch and I know that she feelin' me,
I drink the pint just to fuck up my kidney,
You say you want smoke so I'll make yo ass hickory,
Said she's yo girl but she's over here kissin' me,

I'll fight yo ass I don't care where you comin' from,
Leave that boy leakin' on his ass he don't feel none,
I'll fuck that bitch just like I'm her step son,
Pussy ass boy he won't come meet my weapon,

I just bagged a new bitch and her name is Mercedes,
She keep sayin' my name and she swallow my babies,
My shit drip from her lip it look like she got rabies,
But I'm done with her ass I got Amy and Stacy,

This year I'm on beast mode,
Last year I was fuckin' on a freak hoe,
Got a fat ass 'cause she came from Puerto Rico,
Made a hunnid bands and I spent it at the 'sino, we know,

Chorus x2:
I got a goth bitch and she giving me top,
Can't get attached 'cause I can't love no thot,
All this blood bitch, I said go get the mop,
Fuck all them choppas and fuck all them glocks,

Gxth B!tch

shit match

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Prod. by ShyGuyMadeIt
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[Hook]
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

[Verse 1: $atori Zoom]
She sucked on my dick til that bitch turned red (ay)
Money in my pocket, that president dead (woah)
Bread up on my plate, I just wanna stay fed (yuh)
Fuck up out my way, cause I’m boutta slay, damn

Boolin’ I’m boolin’ up at the top (ay ayy)
Fuckin’ with me, I’m boutta go pop (ay ayy)
I don’t milly rock on any block (ay ayy)
B-ball I travel, I never flop (ay ayy)

Damn, I’m only protecting my bands
Opps on the block, and I’m boutta make em dance
I only got family, i never got a fan
You do it when you need it, bitch I do it when I can

Fuck wit me, lil shorty lookin’ at me
She lovin’ me, yeah I’m ballin’ like an athlete
I’m shootin’ threes, my enemies could never stand me
I’m stackin’ these, you couple up, never at me

[Hook]
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast


[Verse 2: Sugs]
I been in the cut, and my percentage is up
I just went and did the math and you the silliest fuck
You doin nothin wit ya life, you get your bread up boy it’s not hard
Butterfly my knife, you know I swing it like a monarch

Fuck! Wait, ampin’ up all the tension, I been fed up
That girl standing right at attention, the bitch gon ten-hut
Choppa gon make em dance just like he really been in Step Up
and you know the glock a 17 that’s givin a thousand cuts, fuck is up?

You ain’t really popping, seen your numbers that’s a dud
And you know I keep a bunny, my bitch call me Elmer Fudd 
Hands blocking face, I just go for the jug
You think yo life a movie, the movie a snuff

Grudge Match, my boy keep a tommy like a Rugrat
Ten toes, leave a couple holes where his lungs at
Fun fact, talkin’ hot I’m stayin’ where the suns at
Blow his brains, now his mind on a one track

[Hook]
Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

Grudge Match, you a piece a shit, i’m a scum bag
Yeah that pussy tried to swing, so I swung back
Blood bath, I came with a knife and a drum mag
Now it’s run Forrest, run Forrest, run fast

Grudge Match (ft. $atori Zoom)

Mixed by @onezei 

(https://soundcloud.com/onezei)

CREO LOO - KNOCK KNOCK (PROD. HOOLIGN)

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

judgmental c*nt

Money Call (with Squ9re) [Prod. Squ9re]

Feeding Off The Moon ft. SKUFL

eat my ass yessir <3 please don't on the real though. Huge thanks to Sadfriendd for helping murder this track with me-

EATTHEENTIREASS ft. Sadfriendd (Prod. MATHIASTYNER)

BUSTIN

CYBERDRIP$ - GEEKED

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CREO LOO - KNOCK KNOCK (PROD. HOOLIGN)

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