Lyrics Letter Dealer
[Verse 1: Focus]
Dealer, one piece per taste, then you'll want
more and more over the years. It's the magic of the Letters, they just like the
notes into
Music, it's more than rap. This music is supposed
to Fly over the city like a drone, see it, it's
your family home after all. Sunset in
Summer and you and your homie. Today you will get it in the set, it's in your hands
This dream full of memories I dream
every day, I won't forget, I know I recall it with letters
I turn into music those written in a notebook All these moments are close to me, that's why I
am who
I am And it's
obvious, because it's this music that encodes like a
smell, smells like the last bonfire of this summer, you feel it

[Chorus: Vito]
Me and the letters have a deal, me and the words have a deal I'm telling them the truth because I trust them One and I
camouflage, we've been avoiding drawers for so long Sometimes a lot,
sometimes a
drought. Once you have, once you look for Sylaby, so that they like each other, that's important
They'll stand side by side forever
They need to be able to look

at each other They live in the same tact
[Paf! Bye!] Take a hit, keep it in your
lungs Don't
let go just yet I wonder what moves
you Words and me, punctuation between us
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[Verse 2: Rahim]
On the side, I'm chasing both hard and soft
When the bait bit moves the
drum evenly I put on the sound as passionately as I like to Letters enchanted with sound into a
song I'm leafing through the alphabet, sorting even the weak
ones I'll
be able to squeeze out from between AB on my tongue
You play, you get skilled, because I'm a veteran, not a cadet
From zero to now it is growing vertically has the tower of Babel
I'm going out of the system, I'm moving without a push Without
pride or beefs I'm approaching hieroglyphics
Maybe they need a cut or a gold pick
From the underworld to the top, from the nadir to the zenith. And here
I'm glued to a chair I'm tinkering with something extra

I'm creating creations like Tesla, pieces full of messages I'm not going to stop and end this spectacle
Before I leave a bad taste like a tart stone

[Chorus: Vito]
Me and the letters have a deal, me and the words have a deal I'm telling them the truth because I trust them One and I
camouflage, we've been avoiding drawers
for so long Once a
lot, once a drought. Once you have, once you look for Syllables to make them like each other, that's important
They'll stand next to each other forever
They need to be able to look

at each other They live in the same tact
[Paf! Bye!] Take a hit, keep it in your
lungs Don't
let go just yet I wonder what moves
you Words and me, punctuation between us