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letra de a whole new art - embis

[intro]
yo
listen to this song man
just listen

[verse 1]
let me demonstrate the hate that hinders the basic workflow
the words flow like acid and burn through the beat
unearth low dirt buried deep in depths, be diggin’ real slow
with a shovel that’s gone dull
hate is the h-rns of a bull
the bait or the pull, pushes you into the whole you been diggin’ since the dawn of it all
they wanna see you fall, don’t succeed, and don’t ball
they call you names, but they lames, so just stay in the hall
even you gotta crawl to freakin’ finish line, do it, replenish, and it’s all diminished and now your the bomb, no more hate, “i was wrong”
you know it was long, they didn’t help and now your soaking in wealth, but blind to your health
try to bend your personality to end the brutality
’cause an abnormality
invalid, the pallet, he can’t even speak
so he needs to seek
a new start
a whole new art
a whole new art

[hook]
(whole new art)
(whole new art)
yeah, a whole new art, bro
(whole new art)
yeah
(whole new art)
yeah, a whole new art, bro
(whole new art)
yeah
(whole new art)
yeah, a whole new art, bro
(whole new art)
(whole new, whole new)
yeah

[verse 2]
if i make a mistake, then i remake the song
even if it takes an entire month long
i can’t do wrong, i must be strong
i do belong, i’m just among the very few who spew real bars
not about cars, dough, and hoes
light sparks that goes into you to help you do the most
not boast and brag, they lag and lack confidence
while i sit and stack providence
and proceed to be me and lead
everyone who is dire need of a way out
so, just breath and breath
we will achieve and leave this earth with a birth mark
and embark a career and throw spears and bark at anyone who’s dark try to be apart of spreading positivity
and start a whole a new plan and a whole new art
yeah

[verse 3]
i been puttin’ in work so i can lurk in the halls above the people who fall
and try to stand tall, but the wall is too thick, and i’m to sick
for people to appreciate what i spit
so i just sit and not throw a fit
i will get it, i will get lit, and fit in
even if i’m not getting nothin’
toughin’ it out it has been rough
but i will continue until i’ve had enough
yeah, ’till i’ve had enough
’till i’m stuffed with this stuff
cuffing ’em up, playing the cop of this rap game
control the fame
because this just isn’t the same
as it was when i was a dozen cause it wasn’t just buzzing and bragging, and it just doesn’t feel the same, does it?

[outro]
doesn’t feel the same at all
doesn’t feel the same at all
doesn’t feel the same at all
doesn’t feel the same at all

- embis

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