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daniel monroe - can't bang for your buck lyrics

[intro]
yo
you know what’s f+cked up? i don’t even feel bad
i feel marvellous

[verse 1]
in this total crucible, this war is really suitable
for a man such as me that knows you
he’s just untruthful, every story’s a scruple
and i took the time to lavishly expose you
after five rounds of torture, the first one was the morgue
surely now he’s talkin’ to me beyond the grave
but he’s buried in mortar, and literally down south of the border
of a world that won’t live off of his name
going through self+thot training, never stabbed or shot anything
a white ll who’s libidinally finessеd
but you ain’t live the gangster scеne, no rifle clip magazines
and can’t even see that he’s financially distressed
so you go to the government, seek out those workers for an abundance
of disabled checks just to help yourself
and yet he wants to go for broke, and then he boasts and he gloats
so i’ll smoke you faster than you can say h+ll’s bells
he starts sweating his ass off, flies swarm around like blackhawks
showcasing sk!lls and become a pro like martoz
his eyes are baked and burning, his body’s shaking and turning
until he creates an electronic overdose
[hook 1]
you can’t bang for your buck
your character absolutely sucks
you can see that i don’t give a f+ck
all the hard times, you’ve been sh+t out of luck
you know you can’t bang for your buck
that cocaine game really messed you up

[verse 2]
i’m not doing this for twisted, nor swift, fix, or lynch
i do all my k!llings by my lonesome
my range and scope is masterful, triple c is collateral
and you’re praying to god for a better life that won’t come
celibacy gives me clarity, you’re another shady parody
don’t compare to me in real life, we ain’t the same
if he joins the workforce, or his checks cut off in his accord
then i know d+mn well that i made it that way
when sh+t gets really personal, you will become versatile
the universal option is only violence
but he’s stuck in provincial travel, plane rides are a hassle
don’t forget the wavy gas prices for low mileage
if you really wanna go that far, like bret michaels with a guitar
i wish you the best of luck when winter hits
but you’ll ramble mercilessly, go get cervical surgery
’cause you’ll p+ssy out like when you didn’t find onesix
gaming’s not worth my time, it’s against your word, not mine
’cause he doesn’t remember what a normal life is
so he has to get loud and he rages, turn red and popping out veins
so who wants a motherf+cking g.o.a.t. like this?
[hook 2]
you can’t bang for your buck
your character absolutely sucks
you can see that i don’t give a f+ck
all the hard times, you’ve been sh+t out of luck
you know you can’t bang for your buck
like what tlc said, you’re nothing but a scrub

[verse 3]
i had my fair share of people that don’t care, or they’re evil
the connection’s too screwed up to continue
i tried to socialize, they get touchy or got no time
and kicked the tower as an object to ridicule
the stories keep on piling, the phonies are deep within their lying
so much bullsh+t that i have to take a stand
sometimes the news appears, through my eyes or two ears
they boost their careers or their passion to shape their brand
with albums trying to direct traffic, being friends with a meth addict
and yet still being apocryphal like a kingpin
his home’s almost condemned to stranded, with a broken mattress and attic
he rests and inhabits to where he intrinsically skimps
when a k!ller’s done with petty sh+t, like david claims he says he is
someone needs to get him off them fortnite drugs
he dreams of record deal wishes, your food stamps are meal tickets
and there’s spoiled meat in the fridge with e coli chunks
from all the secrets we exclude, whether it’s for recreational use
that information is kept between me and you
if you put your money where your mouth is, bet all the dollars in your allowance
we’ll see which one of us is really true
[hook 3]
you can’t bang for your buck
your character absolutely sucks
you can see that i don’t give a f+ck
all the hard times, you’ve been sh+t out of luck
you know you can’t bang for your buck
all that s+x just makes you a complete sl+t……

[outro]
you happy now?
you okay? i hope not

- daniel monroe lyrics

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