[Lyric] Money Heist vs The Wolf of Wall Street (Freshy Kanal)

(Verse 1: Jordan Belfort)
Your built your house on money
But you don't know how money works
Tried to send your buddies first
Why? 'Cuz your tummy hurts?
Think about your gameplan 'cuz I don't work with honesty
Play chess with my mind?
I'll buy the board and play Monopoly!
You can't cold call and still be shaking in fear
You take credit for a heist that wasn't even you're idea
I throw a party everyday full of ladies with their boobs out
You throw a slumber party, WITH YOURSELF AND YOUR SCROOGE GOWN!
With my marketing strategies, I just started a family
You put a masked parade with fragile brains and hand grenades
In charge of your identity
How would you target your enemy?
Hiding behind your damn PC doesn't recharge your memory!
You freak out in mommy's cellar when it's getting louder
Like your crew is breaking windows while you just opened a browser!
What about your inspector chick? Did she vanish from your eyes, kid?
I got her downstairs taking shots, but this time
SHE LIKED IT!
(Verse 2: The Professer)
Your company already had a shaky start
For working on Wall Street, you're team's easy to break apart
That pack of animals leaves with a ? (question mark)
You'd get more profit if you moved your zoo into Central Park
You don't have what it takes
You scrambled your brain
You put the pen on so many checks, it left your marriage erased
Since your mind counted money, you're love has been destroyed
Now you're only getting head when you flip a coin!
The suit sued thousands once you stooped out
Swallowed your respect once the loots chewed out
And soon your mountains of crews moved out
On your quartely report, the stocks went
'BOOM!, BOOM!, CIAO!'

(Verse 3: Jordan Belfort)
You can't troll the wall street
Your comedy's dead
You can watch clown on you from your hospital bed
You're crew may have found the exit, but you can't save face
The only hole you dug into the bank was your brother's grave!
I got astounding assistants, who pad my thousands of figures
So don't be proud of your gimmicks before you're counting the digits
You sent your lousy equipment below the ground like some fishes
Say 'bella ciao!' to your btches, 'cuz they just drowned in your business!
(Verse 4: The Professor)
The difference we got in our business plan
Is that I'm not riddled by greed and bigotry
You got blinded by your bank account
And couldn't bank on accountabillity
You don't know jack about business 'cuz you're the crack in our system
The before and after picture of capitalism
A sad sack with a pack full of fashist rich men
You couldn't hide your lies if DONNIE ASS COULDN'T GRIP THEM!!
Now you gotta come clean, the coke's all over your nose
I'll leave you and prison bros alone with the soap
Stop blaming all the drugs, I hope you choked on your dope
People paid you to teach them, how you go from 'broker' to 'broke'!
My zeppelin's spittin out bucks, while everyone hates your guts
Breaking news, Jordan
YOU CAN'T SPEND YOUR MONEY ON TRUST!
Our numbers are different, you occupied me for a minute!
Yet, I spent owning your entire existence!