Royce da 5'9", WESTSIDE BOOGIE - Dumb lyrics

[Royce da 5'9", WESTSIDE BOOGIE - Dumb lyrics]

Yeah, we don't wanna do anything
To scare your children
That's the last thing we wanna do dumb
Dumb

I'm no longer a prospect
I'm what you call a veteran, a legend man
I'm a prophet (Huh)
You ain't no artist
You're what I would call a concept
Made to inspire gossip like Shade
Room or like Bossip
Welcome to the Grammy's where
Your likeness is used
For promos, hypeness and views, okay
I hope that you knowin' that if you voted
You might as well've not voted for no one
They knew when they made that category
Where that trophy was goin’
All this industry shit is
(Dumb) there ain’t no middle class
Raise yo glass, here's to classism
Either you a rich ass nigga or you’s a bum
There ain’t no in between
Sinners sell they souls
Angels sell they halos and they wings
I had dreams of fuckin’ a R&B chick
Then I found out that R&B
Chick already had a dick
Already slept with your favorite rapper
Aren't we sick? You start as a artist and
Turn to alcoholicking quick
This shit is (Dumb) man I wish I would let a
Nerd who work at Interscope
In a coat by Kenneth Cole
Consult me about my image, bro
I’m the best rapper out this bitch
Except the only catch is that I’m in this ho

Oh (Dumb) they so dumb (So dumb)
And nothing that they do is new
They so dumb (So dumb, yeah yeah yeah)
Oh (Dumb) they so dumb (So dumb, so dumb)
They ain't foolin' me or you
They so dumb (They so dumb, so dumb)

Let's bring the punches back
You see them fake woke niggas that
Had to come to that, mm
I love promotin'
Elevation and a space that all my brothers at
And why I'm lyin'? I be turnt
Up to these mumble raps
Watch who you comin' at, don't be (Dumb) , uh
This where Confucius started thuggin' that
Uh
This Metro Boomin' mixed with Thundercat, uh
That’s where my niggas gain they muscle at
Uh somebody eatin' off your plate
How you gon' stomach that?
'Cause of that, all my niggas is
(Dumb) like how we get to this year?
Man I turn basic into intricate
I kill you with my simple shit
No tweetin' when we kickin' it
Don't tell me what you finna get
Silly, you could drown without a membership
Watch who you swimmin' wit (Dumb)
It's ten of us ridin' up on the city bus
Sittin' here tryin' hit for the
Scripture like it's Leviticus
Tacklin' reality, prayin' that it
Don't injure us, uh
I love my niggas but it's really us
When we gon' notice that we so-?
Look at what you've done
Messin' with my faith, yes
You think that I'm so dumb, no
I won't be the one (I won't)
Bullets from your tongue
Shootin' 'round my way
Tryna kill me off for fun, no
I won't be the one look at what you've done
Messin' with my faith, yes
You think that I'm so dumb, no
I won't be the one (I won't)
Bullets from your tongue
Shootin' 'round my way
Tryna kill me off for fun, no
I won't be the one (Dumb)

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