“Brutal honesty” are the words that come to mind when describing CLEF‘s music. Arriving on the scene with his debut track, ‘Pain Killer,’ the fresh-faced artist teams up with Swanny Ivy to deliver a contemporary R&B showpiece that combines hip-hop, down-tempo electro and a certain musical confidence.

Pain Killer ft Swanny Ivy

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Twitter: @therealclef

PURPLE RAGE
Lyrics

I’m so wired 
Off a line 
Cause I’m tired 
But I ain’t got time
Purple fire
Neon lights
Swear my life done came alive now it ain’t mine 
Now I don’t drive 
Now I just ride
Couldn’t slow down if I tried
Black mirrors all in my mind 
Make a band or snatch a lick you can hardly decide can you
It’s war outside and a pussy is part of the price damn you 

I’m a get a fuckin bag so big it rips the Louie 
I'ma put out a hit out on every prick that did shit to me 
wrote this not of sound mind Mr. district attorney 
This freestyle non premeditated they’ll dismiss the jury

Off a line 
Cause I’m tired 
But I ain’t got time
Purple fire
Neon lights
Swear my life done came alive now it ain’t mine 
Now I don’t drive 
Now I just ride
Couldn’t slow down if I tried
Black mirrors all in my mind 
Make a band or snatch a lick you can hardly decide can you
It’s war outside and a pussy is part of the price damn you 

I knocked a thot up who ain’t on my level 
So My little angel she came from the devil 
Fuck all your problems bitch I got like several 
I’m taking my daughter when all the dust settles 
Tell me what’s real but the bass and the treble 
You ain’t real boy you built by Geppetto
Nice try joker, you Jared Leto 
That ain’t gas, get your foot off the pedal 
Got her bean on my tounge yea that’s my xanny 
Big fanny red hair pussy pink just like her panties 
But don't you fuckin @ me
You know I'm a daddy bih  

No one does more than Clef 
Produce rap sing direct 
Mix and master your shit for ya
Write like half of your shit fir ya 
Every one know how shit go 
Every where I go shit grow 
Every thing I touch turn to gold 
I put on everyone I know 
Some since they 15 years old 
I play the parts and I fill the rolls 
I build the team then I GIVE and GO
San Antonio's QUINCY JONES
I'm making so many Stars call me Hollywood BLVD
We all had bad hands now the deck stacked full of cards

Poker face 
We all in big racks big bag big facts 
Thought you’d get to bitch back till I kissed that pretty tit tat with that
Flower on her Areolla she don’t wanna chit chat 
big bands poppin on her cherry cola 
Body That’s a big ass thick ass problem
For yo wallet hit that atm too often 
When yo wife ask where the savings 
You gon tell her that y’all lost it Damn 
You could blame the stock market, yea
*Baby, baby, it's because Trump's in office*

Way too many say that they got love for me
Bitch I know you out there fuckin' judging me
I can feel the tension when you hugging me
*Achoo* I'm allergic to the fuckery
You might hate me but can't get enough of me
Bitch you can't replace me there's just one of me
You would not be here if there were none of me
Try to say that fake ass shit in front of me