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Clowned
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Clowned was released on October 28, 2022 by Westwood Recordings as a part of the album Beasts
AlbumBeasts
October 28, 2022
LabelWestwood Recordings
LanguageEnglish
BPM85
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Yo, listen
Listen sound, this some shit that's rarely found
You're running 'round, the foulness barely hit the ground
I'm in the sound, you in the pound filled with clowns
You're getting clowned for all your pound
Listen sound, this some shit that's rarely found
You're running 'round, the foulness barely hit the ground
I'm in the sound, you in the pound filled with clowns
You're getting clowned for all your pound
East right wing rappers put the Tory up in auditoriums
Story ain't kicking, the adora's in the mortuary
Sort of scary, rack it up just like Mortimer
Speed up in your boat but you're moving like the morning ferry
Everything is ship shape, man I shift shapes
Not out to dictate, I'm reigning terror 'pon a shape shifter
About the game you in the market like a tape sifter
Trying to talk shop but you ain't nothing but a bait grifter
This that pre-millennium hunger you're experiencing
Live up in the flesh to the used energy we feeding 'em
Pre-star Michelin biz to the indelicate
See the efficacy with which they kicking game, we ain't believing
Yo these two bit brothers is too quick to spit the rubbish
Mouth to mouth belligerence result of the kicked bucket
Some dishing nuggets but they too chicken to really listen
Turns that's been covered in glitter still seem to glisten
Listen sound, this some shit that's rarely found
You're running 'round, the foulness barely hit the ground
I'm in the sound, you in the pound filled with clowns
You're getting clowned for all your pound
Listen sound, this some shit that's rarely found
You're running 'round, the foulness barely hit the ground
I'm in the sound, you in the pound filled with clowns
You're getting clowned for all your pound
Seemingly prepared to blag a running car that's swagger safe
I was trying to write but I ain't hurt your stories or your people
We got receipts by the bucket load, you undersold
Misunderstood your state of being, we just went to gold
I'm more of a talker than a stalker
I walk the walk but still a porker
I'm in a Benz, you in the market for a Corsa
Kinda sorta, you got the bag 'cause you a porter
Pour the wine out, we dining fine for the foreseeable
Shit up on the menu, yeah we eating inconceivable
You're sweating on receivables, legacy unachievable
Telling me we should work, unbelievably unbelievable
Peeping notes and be leaving them all hanging
Even your top rated slated to fall clanging
Shit I've been overworked but working a damn thing
K-Lab on a damn track, the package is that banging
Listen sound, this some shit that's rarely found
You're running 'round, the foulness barely hit the ground
I'm in the sound, you in the pound filled with clowns
You're getting clowned for all your pound
Listen sound, this some shit that's rarely found
You're running 'round, the foulness barely hit the ground
I'm in the sound, you in the pound filled with clowns
You're getting clowned for all your pound
You're getting clowned
Listen
Written by: Caleb Cowie, Pavan Mukhi
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