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bruno bars - refrigerator art lyrics

[chorus]
this is refrigerator art
i match the color to the number paint the lines in
pat my back while jackin off like my excrements the finest
no one ever needs to find it or cosign it
i don’t do it for the finance
why i do it? kinda clueless
but when music that i vibe with in my airwaves
maneuver like a pilot
reduce life’s wise advice to lines i rhyme with
rewind it and record
magnet to the door behind me
crayon boxes all across the kitchеn tiling
refrigerator art

[verse]
a confidencе like god told me
“just walk out in pajamas
f+ck’s an audience?
appallin how they’ll gargle on your vomit”
so with the fl!ck of it’s tongue it’s r.i.p. eardrums
cemetery tombstone dated the year they hear him
new fetish, start collecting tear ducts
get wetter than blowing bubbles at the lake
if bubbles was a queer duck
i don’t mean a weird dude
i’m talking f+cking fowl
like those dudes at the fcc
i don’t know man
f+ck a beat
i get deep to crashing waves
got a flow beneath the streets
keep a flow of +sniff+ corsin through my veins
i’m p+ssed if you easily amazed
while i walk over your bars with my talents man i’m never impressed
as the years over i smoke with good friends to bookend
as we inch towards the finish always look forward
you trippin stay behind me
+sigh+ i don’t mean that
just got my speech on high beams
i’m blinding all these weak acts
calling competition come and step to this effortless
deprecative, m+st+rbative take on what the rest did to an art form
i’m the best embellishment so if you don’t f+ck with this
then i guess you just don’t get it like a cl+t+less celibate
i’m teaching self love
y’all lookin puzzled how he bring the beef so raw but well done
i’m just tryna get some head nods from the ones quick enough to catch it all
rest’ll follow like bobbleheads wearin helmets on a special bus
f+ck a beat
i get inspired by silence
my a capella wetter than sirens
downin three shots, thats fire
my styles scary and strange
like a heroine vein where he buries the pain
but give me a bass and i’ll break chains of slaves
shake your foundations like earthquakes
raid graves, unearth worries and burdens unburied, rebirth skeletons
help you part on good terms then k!ll em again
[chorus]
this is refrigerator art
i match the color to the number paint the lines in
pat my back while jackin off like my excrements the finest
no one ever needs to find it or cosign it
i don’t do it for the finance
why i do it? kinda clueless
but when music that i vibe with in my airwaves
maneuver like a pilot
reduce life’s wise advice to lines i rhyme with
rewind it and record
magnet to the door behind me
crayon boxes all across the kitchen tiling
refrigerator art

- bruno bars lyrics

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