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DUM
9
Rap
DUM è stato pubblicato il 22 maggio 2026 da Siddartha / Ode come parte dell'album DUM - Single
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Data di uscita22 maggio 2026
EtichettaSiddartha / Ode
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM90

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Siddartha
Siddartha
Lead Vocals
Unsighted
Unsighted
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Siddartha
Siddartha
Lyrics
Gautam Sidharth Tiwari
Gautam Sidharth Tiwari
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Siddartha
Siddartha
Producer
Daniel Espina
Daniel Espina
Producer
Colin Ong
Colin Ong
Mixing Engineer

Testi

Stupid, Dummy, Dumbass,Stupid
Did you hear about Pratibha's son?
I heard he got straight A's he was high school valedictorian,
But now he wants to be a rapper
Oh ho so dumb
The heavy weight foodin rappers until my belly ache
Never late so don't push me
The time is mines I could detonate
Set the stage to make paper off of this pen and page.
My flow reach boiling points that's guaranteed to make the kettle break
Catching steam
Got paper dreams from reading magazines,
Mastered the art of war just to go and make me a masterpiece
Started from the roots now I made my way to the canopy
I'm the type to win then rub it in like this shit Vaseline
uh
Remain calm I'm a nudist I'm bout to take off
I'm getting up out of your radar
No flippin the script, I'm ripping the page off
Burn it with napalm, the vision like Ray Charles
I'm dripping like steak sauce
While the plate fall, Never needed a plug I take charge
Like Zzzap I been bad,
Don't play cool y'all been fans
I run tracks, y'all get lapped
Then chit chat and get mad
You know what? Fuck that
And fuck you and fuck them
I been him you been trash
You're a trash bin
Stupid, Dummy, Dumbass, Stupid
Say the name Vin Sidd Van Gogh the way I paint the picture
Sacred scripture, cartoonist the way I'm making figures
Ooh go figure
These haters trippin, they ankles twisted
Jealous of the company I keep
It ain't your business
And I mean that with ya weak ass
Step to me I hit ya kneecap
Watch you fall down, make 3 stacks
Lean back like where the beat at?
Hottest out you ain't ever seen that
So lit you won't get a rematch
Still got the aunties and the uncs
Telling me I need to get more degrees
Like-
Who the fuck do you think you are?
To be giving the kids influence
Just look at the shit that you did
Skipped university
When you used to be straight A student
Must think you a different class
Bitch I am now watch me prove it
Whole industry get clapped
I better get the applause
I'm working part time in the gym
The way I'm setting the bar
Kick in the door you can smell it coming
Christian Dior
Insomniacs who slept on me gon have to live with the snore
I'm breathing deeper
Hot headed please ease the fever
All I do is dead lines like I still believe in the teacher
Epileptic warning With every single verse that I write
I take all of your fans and leave you shaking
That's a double seizure, stupid
Ayo what the fuck
Aye
He really did that shit
Ahhhhh
Written by: Gautam Sidharth Tiwari, Siddartha
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