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Stream Kent Osborne 'CLOWN! '
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Kent Osborne
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Produced by Raziel
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Directed by: @ynnojjonny
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Lyrics:
Ladies and gentlemen
E-boys and E-girls
Welcome
To the simporium

Look at, Look at you
Understand
You a fucking fool
Running down
Chasing pussy ooh
Bet it stings
All your revenue
Goes to bling

What's a clown to a king?
Double texting left on read they never seen
Sliding down every e-girl DMS so obscene
Look around nigga  what's a simp to a queen
What you mean?

That shit ain't lit
Gah damn running round wearing fake shit
They say they speaking truth
But it's all cap
They say they getting pussy I don't see that
That shit ain't lit
That shit ain't lit
Gah damn running round wearing fake shit
They say they speaking truth but it's all cap
They say they getting pussy I don't see that

And on display now we have
The incels and neckbeards
Gamer girls and their tier 3 subs
And on the main stage
The dude who pretends to like astrology and communism for pussy

What's a clown to a king?
Double texting left on read they never seen
Sliding down every e-girl DMS so obscene
Look around nigga what's a simp to a queen
What you mean?
What's a clown to a king?
Double texting left on read they never seen
Sliding down every e-girl DMS so obscene
Look around nigga  what's a simp to a queen
What you mean?

That shit ain't lit
Gah damn running round wearing fake shit
They say they speaking truth
But it's all cap
They say they getting pussy I don't see that
That shit ain't lit
That shit ain't lit
Gah damn running round wearing fake shit
They say they speaking truth but it's all cap
They say they getting pussy I don't see that

It's all fun and games
A small donation to hear your name
Before you know it
You're spending fifty percent of your income on OnlyFans
Don't be like me, please

Kent Osborne - CLOWN! (Prod. Raziel)

WE BACK AND WE TAKING HEADS SON


________________________________________


FACELESS 1-7 SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4G8px...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCeGK...

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/faceless1-7

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/faceless1_7/


PROMPTO SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/55l8X...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/c/Promptomusic

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/promptomusic

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/promptomusic/

ARYEL SOCIALS

Youtube -
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Soundcloud - 
https://soundcloud.com/prodaryel

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/aryelthemer...


_____________________ LYRICS __________________


FACELESS 1-7 ///


*damn turn that beat up* 


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


fucked yo bitch she callin out she said she want it deep


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


I dont give a fuck about your energy


torment is infinite
I wish that I was aborted
my ma could afford it


light up with the syndicate 
then get my b she contorted
her feet into orbit
      
i'll fuck on the internet
gone get your girl to record it
my nut on her forehead


im sad but she into it 
you all the same lika a synonym
huh
yuh


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me
I gone bring the ruckus got my focus on the fee
seeing out the black we staying strapped up to the teeth
if you gone take it further leave you murdered on the street


buried underneath 6ft concrete
old mate with the ski like c'est la vie
that girls pussy taste like made lychee
i'ma get my breath wet sweet like tea
my seed
compressed between them cheeks
thats g
got them buns for fun
she like a cream pastry
an I ain't done till sun
done did a 360
said i ain't run from nun
yea i ain't run from




rip that clip
with a fucked up face
ima take that ace
triple drop all day
light split my vein
till it fit my brain
tip n slice low fate
so I slide so fake
like
get no weight
don't get in my way
I been cutting my demons
till breathing my hate


upping my eden deleting the pain
but pain is my purpose deserve it
it fate




PROMPTO ///


Racks on racks I get provisions Kodak black got tunnel vision 7 sixes Ben Simmons rookie shit no definition amateur you beg to listen open ears with no intentions shed your tears you act like children


Better back off get the fuck out my way
Grab a chainsaw cut em out of they place
No face no case I’m asserting my fate
Here’s your meal I’ve been serving up plates
No ripndip talk yo shit so quick I’m sick of it
Butter them lips so slick like gibberish look at my racks like dividends make you say da-da-dadada-damn


How does it feel knowing she is a fan
Making it clap like god damn
Bought a new jacket it came from Japan
Think that I made it I only began
I made it so apparent to inherit all my sentences My vision is impairing I’m transparent with my privilege

Rack That Shit

Rack That Shit ft. Prompto (prod. Aryel)

I ain’t goth but I dress like this
Chains hanging from my necks and wrists like this
Witchblades like I’m lil peep in this bitch 
I got lots of fame take a pic like this 

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

Ain’t nobody stopping me
We put a chopppa to his teeth
I turned his brain to obsolete
This Fuck boy wanna be like me
I’m doing shows I’m finna eat
I merked this flow i merked this beat
You a lil peon can’t compete
You better squeeze yo Jesus piece

1 2 3 4
Point the chrome right to ya dome
I ain’t got no time for a lame
Yo bitch just gave me brain
I been n the field with the steel
Serving up them meals
You been in yo feels in the ville
Cappin bout yo skill

Guantanamera I got your bitch on my dick
Goth bitches on my line they telling me to rate their fit
Hit the ditty Freddie dredd, I got more bodies than a bitch
Nick at night let’s make a movie that don’t make no fucking sense

That don’t make no fucking sense
Demons lurking thru yo vents
Hollow pointed at yo chest
Im finna put you down to rest

Clean the blood right off the stick
Give a fuck I’m off the rip
Always pocket watching on a bum you bitches take a flick

[Freddie Krueger]
I know where you're going.. (ha ha ha ha)
(slices)
It's traveling time!

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

FLICK! w/bumboi

Pharaoh's Thunder

Stay dormant when needed
Till you rise undefeated
______________________
aye you like dis edgy shit lets get it

Lyrics:
Lately stay lowkey
I do not cap no more
But ima cap you if you 
Showing at my street oof course
dodging people in my city 
Like a Matador 
I won't act like itll be pretty
I been mad before 
I see em coming through my rear view
Like you bout to floor
But I got gas up in my pedal
And I'm past that Porsche
If you got beef you wanna settle
You'll get shred and torn
I got that blade itll leave you spread all
Like a bastard born

Yea from plastic corpse
You fake
Faceless the way
Take that name to my grave
But I missed it like it like fate
know 1-7 the date
When I filled up my plate
With the pills from the doctor
To take away the pain
Since then nothing been plain
shit I got demons to race
an now i'm running my numbers an I  been upping my pace
yea that gone run up my stake till I
gone blow and create 
the existence i needed
bitch there no freedom in chains

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense


yo ego
finitio
them people
be evil
no see through
i de-tour
to run around

i don't want 
to put them
underground

hollow tip
bullet i 
gut you out

you see what 
i mean do
our chi
don't be equal
i frequent 
the freak show
then fuck around

i got yo bitch
in my dungeon now
she got that dick
by the dozen now
i got that clique
that gone buzz them pounds
fuck up the court
we go run them fouls
she the main course
know i love that sound
crying my name 
when our love in doubt

that kinda fucked but i'm
fucked up as well
cancer being spreading
inside in my cells
keeping it cold cos
i know i bring hell
bitch i stay froze
cos it keep it me well

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense         

get up off my dick you aint seen shit yuh

Cold Blood Warm Nights

Cold Blood Warm Nights (prod. CRCL)

Lyrics:

Yeah you lookin kinda sus 
What you want kid 
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus 
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch 
Lookin kinda sus
What you want kid
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch

God damn 
Step back
Let me take a breath
Okay
Someone always watching through the lens
Evade
Cannot guarantee you’re safe
Mayday
This is the beginning and the end

Uh oh an impostor among us 
Ejected out the ship keep on eating all the stardust 
Baby by my side and she know I got the bloodlust 
All I see is red god damn lookin kinda sus 
Fuck this 
I can’t risk having your trust 
No way 
No way 
Cannot let you escape
Come inside electrical I'm shocking with the fowl play
They say I’m crazy 
They all still believe me 
Better watch your back as I'm murdering on repeat 

Fuck 
Now I’ve done it 
Hop inside the vent
Get away know I’m stuntin 
Emergency meeting no one knows that I’m frontin 
So cold so bold hide n seek I’m runnin
Caught you in the cafe cannot reach the button

Lookin kinda sus
What you want kid
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch

Yeah you lookin kinda sus 
What you want kid 
I’m just in the back kickin it with a punk bitch
Lookin kinda sus 
Know I’m comin 
Got my chains on black shirt like a goth bitch

SUS MUSIC VIDEO

SUS (Prod. Fidi & Cyfal)

Lyrics:
Feel on my blade 
A mistake to assume
I dance in the night 
When I slice through the room
I kneel on the grave
Of the pain I’ve been through
I feel all the rage dead inside my haiku 
Samurai 

Samurai I came to say goodbye 
By the way I survived 
Do not step into my life
Loyalty yeah I will fight 
A Katana on my side 
No more blessings in your sight 
Pay the price ending your life

Feel on my blade 
A mistake to assume
I dance in the night 
When I slice through the room
I kneel on the grave
Of the pain I’ve been through
I feel all the rage dead inside my haiku 
Samurai 
Yeah

Bushido
I protect the honor code 
Travel through the residue 
I must keep on pushing you 
Second wind know I’m blowing right through yeah
Keepin it clean to the bone I break through yeah 
Goin insane might be loosing my cool yeah
If I go down know I’ll seppuku yeah

Feel on my blade 
A mistake to assume
I dance in the night 
When I slice through the room
I kneel on the grave
Of the pain I’ve been through
I feel all the rage dead inside my haiku 
Samurai

At Ease

Samurai (Prod. Bloodlish)

MUSIC VIDEO -> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OxzOyPyJO0

prod. Gullyspit & Lord Gasp
rec /Mix Lord Gasp

72 on your fam 
If you talk to me like that 
You gonn get a fucking ride 
In the back of a black Cadi
Cant you see y’all are walking too close to the beast 
Ripped guts ,Swap the skull to put a bomb over his teeth
I bounce back slash the shit out of his arm and snatch his piece
It's blood diamonds but the violence inflicted’s actually needed
Blowback causing chores and shit’s a clusterfuck of splatters like i tricked santa claus into a chimney full of creatures

Ok biddie , nice to meet you
Ok maybe, im gonna eat you 
Ok biddie , nice to meet you
See my blade like a DM u gonn slide thru it


rookie come and take a punch like rocky , get shook
cannibal but clean I bleach the body im gon cook bitch
turn the knob, light the stove, stuff em like a turkey
i’m an animal , so are y’all , fuck it i go crazy

Ok biddie , nice to meet you
Ok maybe, im gonna eat you 
Ok biddie , nice to meet you
See my blade like a DM u gonn slide thru it

Come meet me i’m at the park
Swing by and say hi at the peak of the dark (ness)
I was told i could be anything but a star
Now as i blow up lemme show where ima keep your heart
Ima put you in a jar

Got the neck bitch?
I aint talk bout throat i mean a necklace
All they rappers why they bragging bout that plastic
definition of a fake generation i see names but no classics


Kinda feel alone in a city full of clones
Start to be corrosive like a bottle of clorox
repeating cycles and they think that im the psycho for saying jokes about choking em till they coma

MUSIC VIDEO

CLOROX 101 [prod. Na$tii]

Engineered by @Downfvll

Lyrics:
Limit break with the omnislash
I feel braver ima dash through the past
Meteorain through the clouds they flash
Let me demonstrate finishing touch I gash
Red xiii cosmo memory my enemies
Big shot Barret always causing a catastrophe
Flower girl Aeris yeah she bad with the pulse of life
Bad bitch Tifa hit you with the final meteor strike

Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit yah
Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit yah
Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit yah
Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit

Limit bitch I'm limitless I'm coming and I'm dishing it
Squad of soldiers I'm killing aint no witness when I'm skirmishing
Materia leave em with hysteria
Mako with the energy
Summon Shivas entity
Bahamut mega flare decease

Limit break with the omnislash
I feel braver ima dash through the past
Meteorain through the clouds they flash
Let me demonstrate finishing touch I gash
Cait Sith roll the dice and take a guess
Yuffie with the gauntlet it's a blood fest
Cid dragon dive dynamite spear attached
Vincent bring the chaos no you can't surpass

Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit yah
Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit yah
Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit yah
Limit break
Limit break
Limit break
Limit yah

Limit Break

No god damn i'm tryna vibe.

Lyrics:
text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up 
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain

step out
no lace
i leave
no trace
no scene
no crime
stay high
always

test me
i test back
blunt feed
no contact
see shit
be shit
elite shit
you rugrats

bitty got a bad lil waist
give her my kids to taste
break her back bitch concave
run it back got no save
fuck it up can't behave
come in up got me strange
reckon it appear that way
record dont fear no fate
i might get it done one day
but i might be dug one day
6ft foot grave 


bitch i gotta cut the weed
and up the speed
then shave my head
like mr clean
im fuckin up

gotta get a
a cup bleach
i fucking reak
i fucking fiend
i need a bullet
where i breathe
let it cut 
my teeth

numb to the blade
what the fuck you mean

i dont need a k 
i need my gut to bleed

drink all my pay
where the celler be

smokin cellery like

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
snap you like elastic
drop you like a mattress
fuckin up my canvas
get up out the planet

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
fuck you acting tragic
dissapear like magic
powder got me laughin
all i see is static

UH

text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain