Stupid

Lyrics
[RUSTAGE] (Stupid? They wanna think that we're stupid) I act like Briggs so I'm beastly Clean it up I'm washing tons Like it's DC I spray my shots like graffiti They need a medic I'm right at their chest, Archimedes I hang 'em up by their feet, Mussolini Oswald how they got their dogs but they weenies I get the bag with no tips like it's PG They spit a verse that would air on Cbeebies [SHWABADI] If they want beef we politely decline Do or die, there's too much that I've acquired on the line You're just idling by, keep on biding your time I'm on stage, rapping to and by these idols of mine 'Cause I'm the kinda' guy they idolize They're fucking with the lines of rhymes that I've designed Go suck a dick or die, if you're the violent kind You're fraudulent, words aren't your forte Don't rap, you can't talk to 'em [RUSTAGE] They try to rap but they can't get an audience Countdown until you're replaced like your Vorderman They can't make beats they just order them I'll bring the empire back 'cause I'm going Victorian [SHWABADI] We're touring, the clique performing We be the artists involved In the biggest formative single parts Of this cauldron, this melting pot of folk we made community You couldn't organize a piss up in a brewery [RUSTAGE] Stupid? uh They wanna think that we're stupid Fuck it they don't even do shit Nah, stupid Nah, you ain't got shit on our music Stupid? They wanna think that we're stupid They just afraid of this new shit Nah, stupid Nah, look at they way that they lose it (Ah) (2x) [RUSTAGE] Big earner, lethal like spy's daggers Sick of all the people that rapping for other rappers I'mma call up Freeced he gon' feed you to the raptors Shut down your work like my names Margaret Thatcher Cannot see my fleet, they don't seem observant Make 'em D I E like it's THE in German They can't be my team, else the league will worsen Pull the knife out your back, you gon need a surgeon [SHWABADI] You can be determined, preach the sermon, lead the herd But you still don't have the skill I do to back it up Bad bitch hit my DMs and she 'gon back it up Trash writtens all over your channel, they still gas it up That's the difference between our cliques You got homies that'd lie and let you create shit I got homies by my side that'll never let me down 'Cause I'm surrounded by a crowd that wanna see me win, bitch [RUSTAGE] I'm on a roll I stay fresh like I'm sushi This ain't a play you get boxed like you Judy Rats on their mind like this shit Ratatouille Who's he, I run with animals new leaf [SHWABADI] Hi, it's me, I'm the animal Fam you must be hammered if you think you that there's a chance of you matching up to the damage coming from this mammal's mandibles I've breached the peak, I'm here to claim the capital like Hannibal [RUSTAGE] Stupid? uh They wanna think that we're stupid Fuck it they don't even do shit Nah, stupid Nah, you ain't got shit on our music Stupid? They wanna think that we're stupid They just afraid of this new shit Nah, stupid Nah, look at they way that they lose it (Ah) (2x)
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Credits
- Writers
- Shwabadi
- Rustage