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letra de dumb enough - papa j. ruiz

[intro]
mann, i swear to god i just met the three dumbest motherf-ckers (who, who you talking about?)
man! ok i met this, this motherf-cker named bth i don’t know what the f-ck that means (oh, oh big t-tty hun?)
i met some motherf-cker named papa j like n-gga i ain’t calling n0body papa (yeah, no i ain’t calling n0body by that either) you know
now poetic death i heard of him (who!?) but i’m like n-gga what the f-ck you be talking about bruh (nah i ain’t heard of him) i don’t know what you saying! what the f-ck! (n-gga what are you, you talking about shut up)

[verse 1: bth]
yo look
i talk a lot of sh-t but said nothing i meant before
roped the b-tch up
then gagged her mouth with an extension cord
hit it from the back fifty shades of grey
pulled her hair, ripped out one of them
like what the f-ck you got extensions for
dumb enough to make a wireless bomb and get the wires crossed
slept with a ginger wh0r- made s’mores over her fire crotch
hijack a school bus full of the best kids, lock em in a cellar
then sell they -ss for 20 dollars over craigslist
i do this i’m the bestest, n-gga ain’t eat no breakfast
i slap the baby stole his mamas breast
shoot the building block the ex’s
no lie i done shrooms with bill nye
right hand on the bible and i still lie
but still i do a lot with little shame
make an anorexic b-tch hula hoop with a nipple ring
dress up like rambo tie you to the lamp pole
shoot you til i’m outta ammo
make your b-tch give me wedgies while i’m commando
n-gga, sh-t cause i’m dumb enough n-gga
word? well how dumb enough is you
bro i’m dumb enough to..
uh, sh-t well i think i’m about to come through

[verse 2: papa j]
now take a stroll through the mind of a mental student
i’m dumb enough to mix your gatorade with engine coolant
burn a school of kids
sow your mouth full and throw you in a pool of sh-t
seen the red shoot it out there it is the f-ck in my arm
[mumbling]
i’m dumb enough to think that i’m black partna
salvation breaking bread with al qaeda
pull my d-ck out oh boy i got a c-cky rap
sold my soul to the devil and then i stole it back
pull a drive by on my neighbor in my cul de sac
jeffrey dahmer [?] bombs
in my hide out in north korea speak spy in the n-z- party
i’m a foreign speaker
i steal churches money and buy a lap dance with it
contaminate the food sucka put some anthrax in it
and deceive the richest
i burn the court house down over speeding tickets, b-tch
hi mom

[verse 3: von poe vii]
yo i’m dumb enough to p-ss a bullet over to a sniper
while i’m standing there next to jesse jackson like i don’t know what happened
before i stuck my d-ck up in this white chick i sprinkled anthrax on it and made a disaster
i took a picture then i sent it back in time to a slave master
i’m dumb enough to write your intellect off in a diss track
then i’ll around and i’ll play the victim
like it’s probably because i’m black huh
and if rosa parks was alive today she’d probably got the upper cut
like oh my god pull out the camera phone and send it worldstar
i’m the reason for all the vandalism to neighborhood that you living at
and i did it all with a blindfold overdosing on c0ke and pop rocks
and i’ll beatbox with a peac-ck
murder dr. dre for hip hop
before i drugged the veins of eminem with no recovery
f-ck a detox see i’m the real deal
i threw a b-tter knife and i k!lled a navy seal
before i summoned up the ghost of guru
and i robbed him of his m-ss appeal
i was dumb enough to ace to cl-sses and neglect my peoples history
while i call myself an american
knowing d-mn well we ain’t free

- papa j ruiz

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