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letra de who'da thunk it? - embis

[hook]
who’da thunk it?
ridin’ round with my f-cking music thumping
if are bumping soon then i blew my trumpet and grew to something
who’da thunk it?
whining clowns with all these rude assumptions
prove you c-nts are stupid, if you don’t like it, then you can suck it
who’da thunk it?
ridin’ round with my f-cking music thumping
if are bumping soon then i blew my trumpet and grew to something
who’da thunk it?
whining clowns with all these rude assumptions
prove you c-nts are stupid, if you don’t like it, then you can suck it

[verse 1]
if i think it, then i write it, from thesis to a science
everything that the haters saying, it seems that i defied it
i’m seeing through the blindness, thought he could never find it
my weakness, i apply it, this frequency i defined it
paper pieces that i write in, or weepin’ and i’m cryin’ into covers
seems to be only sheets that i will confide in
these weeks are going by and the speed is multiplyin’
my dreams are not expirin’, feast on beats till i’m dyin’ then
confined in these walls, when covid hit, cannot lie
i was dying for a walk, but so much sh-t
i could write till i fall, cause no more b-tchin’
from my parentals, no homework then by
that time so enthralled by dope ass spittin’
that i got involved and wrote some writtens
then i just evolved from dull admissions
and lyin’ ’bout my flaws to woker visions
supplyin’ to a cause, not codependent
on my inner thoughts, i’m going big and
when i get a call, you’ll know i did it
[hook]
who’da thunk it?
ridin’ round with my f-cking music thumping
if are bumping soon then i blew my trumpet and grew to something
who’da thunk it?
whining clowns with all these rude assumptions
prove you c-nts are stupid, if you don’t like it, then you can suck it
who’da thunk it?
ridin’ round with my f-cking music thumping
if are bumping soon then i blew my trumpet and grew to something
who’da thunk it?
whining clowns with all these rude assumptions
prove you c-nts are stupid, if you don’t like it, then you can suck it

[verse 2]
how many wins i got? you can write down the talley
they say hip hop went south? guess it’s right down my alley
roll with it records and yeo, time to pipe down and rally
our troops for you, and shoot, we can fight down the valley
i could rap about rappin’ or i could rap about other rappers
rappin’ bout rappin’, or cappin’ bout cappin’ to grab some clout
but i feel rappers rapped it out
so the h-ll i’m supposed rap about?
i put on the on the robe and cap and gown, b-tch
graduated from actin’ out
or bragging ’bout a poll that i ain’t even pack around
talkin’ so much sh-t on my records, i gotta pat you down
if you coming to chill, won’t catch me lacking now
i’m back to spout to the truth in my tracks so loud
that you have some doubts
(not yet finished transcribing)

- embis

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