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letra de unusual (remix) - usa grump

[intro: b. lou, quadeca]
mmm, aye, n-gga with quadeca
you know we is the clique (yeah)
we is them nig— ooh, you ain’t a nig? (no)
(yo, hahahaha!)

[chorus 1: quadeca]
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me, said ain’t nothing usual (no)
i live in the studio, i’m clocking in, like i work in a cubicle, huh (heheh)
the kid is unusual, uh, my b-tch is unusual, huh, yeah
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me
said ain’t nothing usual (ain’t nothing usual)

[verse 1: quadeca]
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me, uh
i put that on whoever doubt me
i’m going manic, she calling me ‘fousey’ but nothing delusional ’bout me (facts!)
sometimes, i talk ’bout my music
they tell me that i need to cool it around me (for real)
but look at my numbers, then look at your numbers
like, why you refusin’ to count me? (h-oh sh-t!)
i’m like, one, two, three, four, five
she never wanted to pick up on my line (huh?)
i was too awkward, i acted like einstein
tryin’ to put together the pieces in my mind (yeah)
too many hours on internet, faking my intellect, in my bed
making a universe with my time, huh
i’m livin’ life auto-pilot, ’cause i’m so fly, and i’m not even tryin’ (huh?)
ain’t nothin’ changed but the cosmetics defense mechanism make ’em all jealous
if they ain’t gonna listen to me, huh (who?)
guess they gonna listen to the margielas (huh?)
i hope that when they listen, make it all better
but that’s a big ask, in some tall letters
when i’m needin’ them most, i know they gon’ either go ghost and then switch up on they colors, like the fall weather ([?])
okay, back-back-back-back-back see me in the back of the class, when i rap (facts!)
you be on the snapchat-chat-chat no filter, like the water on the tap-tap-tap, huh
i’ve been movin’ way too fast i’m just tryna make it last, yeah
tryna’ get my aiming back
sorry that you came in last, yeah (hold up)
[chorus 2: quadeca]
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me (yeah), said, ain’t nothing usual, uh
but can you blame me? i’m crazy, god already scheduled my funeral (yeah, yeah)
the kid is unusual, my b-tch is unusual, huh (haha!), yeah
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me, said, ain’t nothing usual

[verse 2: b. lou]
(b. lou!) ain’t nothin’ usual ’bout me (huh?)
clear-clear as the vision ([?]), expensive the mission ([?])
i am not kim, but i did the impossible
drop me the addy, that’s where i’mma hit (huh?)
i got the sticks, i’m sendin’ up blizzards
just like a blender, leave your ass mixed ([?])
ain’t nothing usual, designer my fit (slatt!)
i keep a .40 glock, kung-fu (slatt!) kick (bop!)
b. lou a diamond, was formed under pressure
(brrr…ah!) feel like olympic, i’m winning a medal ([?], slatt!)
want me to fall, but a n-gga won’t let up
everything usual, hunnids my paper (b. lou)
you got the check, ’cause you gotta pay me (check)
run up the digits, add up (add up) the money (oh!)
b-tches wanna love me, kick it like rugby (huh?)
i got the hunnids, count ’em in public (b. lou!)

[verse 3: medgun]
yeah, yeah!
ain’t nothin’ usual ‘bout me, everybody tryna steal my clout-e (stealin’ my clout!)
i’m on a feature with b. lou (x quadeca)
you can’t win, you just lose!
ain’t nothin usual, ain’t nothin usual, fortnite is casual
you belong in the classroo-room (rrrrrrta!)
[interlude: quadeca with medgun]
looking like a run-on sentence, yeah
aye
that’s some unusual sh-t, huh
i mix designer with 2010 new balance
that’s an unusual fit (huh?)
car got “quadeca” all-caps, on the plates like that’s an unusual whip (it is)
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me, uh
i’m an unusual kid, uh

[chorus 3: toxiplays]
ain’t nothin’ usual ‘bout me, said ain’t nothin’ usual (ain’t nothin’ usual now)
i still contemplate that maybe this temp’, and one day i’ll lose you all
my mind is unusual, think my time is unusual
this wii music fire, let’s renew nostalgic people from that era before it’s unusual (woo!)

[verse 4: toxiplays, faze kaylen, quadeca]
i’m like two, three, four, five, six
they tryna come up and knife off of my cliques (yeah)
i was too dumb, i listened and took the pics
but i’m a work in progress, the process is still in
come in, just stay alert, like dakota, this quota is my prime
look, “how he still going mainstream, cranking main things
and he ain’t even got a co-sign? huh?” (wha?)
k!lling times on the internet, drowning in gingerbread
let me show you a scan of the grove’s mind, uh (you ain’t want me!)
i think i just supernovaed (wait-wait)
‘cause i’m a star and i blew (aye) up no time (aye!)
same toxi, nothing changed but the inflections
aim’s artsy, with the ways i might reject ya
i’m blacking out but james hardly wanna listen
packing precision, a new revision and my sound fights to reflect it (yeah)
they used to have a bias towards them screamos clearly (treyway!)
but nowadays, i’m saying the fame’s way too easy
i’ll paraphrase (huh?), too many wack rappers in the scene
aquamarine, how i’m looking fly in the sea (haha!)
trappers with a beam, so many —— on my green light
you could say this is a montage how to do this right (hol’ up)
[chorus 2: quadeca, toxiplays, both]
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me (yeah), said, ain’t nothing usual, uh (‘usual ‘til i die!)
but can you blame me? i’m crazy, god already scheduled my funeral (yeah, yeah)
the kid is unusual (get it!), my b-tch is unusual (aye), huh (haha!), yeah
ain’t nothing usual ’bout me, said, ain’t nothing usual (i’m still unusual!)
yeah

- usa grump

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