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letra de art of the deal (feat. bancsquiat & dora pereli) - monti korbelle

[produced by monti korbelle]

[verse 1: monti korbelle]
hate to break it to you, son, but that’s a bad deal
anthropomorphize statistics that you can’t feel
once he tells a little story, now the threats real
normalize the things that come from out of left field
commit to something or just go through the motions
my cybertuck just got a virus; i need a trojan
conduct toxicological studies in psychology
hack a mind like a computer—plant ideologies
hate to break it to you, brother, that’s a sticky case
hate to break it to you, man, but you have been replaced
in disarray, you may never come to find your way
disarranged until you meet the end of your days
why you talking to me, homie? got me messed up
you’re a pain up in my booty, so you’re next up
chickity-check yourself; you need more nutrients
it turns out big d-cks in your ass are insalubrious

[chorus: dora pereli]
why are you getting so fed up?
you ain’t even seen me at my bad side
there’s no reason you should be getting so mad
there are better ways to spend your time
find another thing to focus on
you know you want to
why are you getting so fed up?
you should be careful who you talk to

[verse 2: bancsquiat]
i got work—grab a plate, let’s eat
buy some land and build some property
free your mans; fight out of poverty
cops just shoot us—dead up in the streets
wife’s a widow; three, four mouths to feed
prisons full of only you and me
agent orange stains the whole country
whine’em up off the hate he preach
my arms out just in case they reach
no, no, we ain’t gotta speak
shoot the m right off the maga hat
yeah, i matter, and my skin is black
i know you scared i made it out the trap
what’s put to keep, i made it take away
play for keeps in any game you play
live with roaches, and i’ve seen some rats
dodged some pigs and raised with wolves, in fact
broken system—we came out intact
line us up; don’t sign me up
can’t catch a break, i’m broke enough
so, cast the spirits and light the sages
all for one and none for lames
i designate this .38
to electric slide inside your brain
hope you catch a sh-ll and not a case
i been through h-ll, i’ve seen this place
i—

- monti korbelle

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