Dumb Songtext
von Royce da 5′9″

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 knowing
That if you voted, you might as well 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, (are-int) we sick
You start as a artist and turn to alcoholic and quit


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 hoe

Oh (dumb)
They so dumb (so dumb)
And nothing that they do is slow
They so dumb (so dumb, yeah yeah yeah)
Oh (dumb)
They so dumb (so dumb, so dumb)
Think they 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 promoting, elevation and a space that all my brothers at
And while I′m lying, I be turned up to these mumble raps
Watch who you coming at, don't be (dumb) uh

This where Confucius started thugging that, uh
This Metro Boomin mixed with Thundercat, uh
That′s where my niggas gain they muscle at, uh
Somebody eating off your plate, how you gon' stomach that?
Cause of that, all my niggas is (dumb) like how we get to this here?
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′ with, it′s ten of us riding up on the city bus
Sittin' here tryin′ hit for the scripture like it's Leviticus
Tackling reality, praying 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
Shooting 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
Shooting round my way
Tryna kill me off for fun, no
I won't be the one (dumb)