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Beat and cover art by Nick Arcade.
Raps, recording, and mixing by Defcee.
From ESPN:
"In 2000, the Mets agreed to buy out the remaining $5.9 million on [Bobby] Bonilla's contract.
However, instead of paying Bonilla the $5.9 million at the time, the Mets agreed to make annual payments of nearly $1.2 million for 25 years starting July 1, 2011, including a negotiated 8% interest.
At the time, Mets ownership was invested in a Bernie Madoff account that promised double-digit returns, and the Mets were poised to make a significant profit if the Madoff account delivered -- but that did not work out.
This year, under new owner Steve Cohen, who mentioned the possibility of celebrating Bonilla at Citi Field annually soon after taking over the team in November, the Mets are embracing Bonilla's day."
lyrics
What I’m owed will be paid, even if it’s deferred
Rose from the grave brushing flowers from my shirt
Like, “What’s the word? You’re all still here?
Panic’s the default, so this calm feels weird.”
Targets easier to hit when told they’re in the clear.
As the tumor keeps growing, pullin hope into its sphere.
Bein the best doesn’t seem so important,
But that could all change by the time of this recording.
Self-centered bout who applauds the performance
Like art’s only good as the norms that inform it.
It’s boring, it’s whiny, technical to a fault,
Prolly shoulda kept it in the vault. Word to Prince.
Dream factories names on the conveyor belts.
Don’t know whether my pain should be explained or felt.
Throw me praise, it helps, just a dose or two.
Even being called “underrated” counts when it’s overdue.
Like this rap shit counts, like a hundred years
from now, they’ll uncover the accounts
of the great and powerful hobbyist white rapper,
who modeled his rhyme patterns on other…
Six syllables later, ya done caring
As you should in a world of junk merit
When everyone’s a diamond in the rough, then
a dime is worth as much as a dozen and one carats.
Two parents, cishet marriage, they’re both Karens,
Who wince whenever anyone spoke Spanish,
White people still against reparations, so
Afraid of shame we’d sacrifice our education.
We pretend it isn’t genocide if it’s legislated, and
Make it seem like it’s a matter of medication,
That people don’t prioritize like they do vacations,
what those of us who speak subtext heard em sayin.
“Truth” means “money” means “less for us,”
Centuries of the same con, and we kept it up.
The least you owe who you’ve wronged is honesty,
we won’t offer as much as an apology.
Happy Bobby Bonilla Day…
credits
released July 1, 2021
(A. Levin, J. Shered)
Production and cover art: Nick Arcade
Vocals, recording, and mixing: Defcee
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