Ultimate 2017 Denzel Curry
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Artis: Denzel Curry

Album: Best Of 2017 Hip Hop

Waktu rilis: 15-12-2017

Ultimate - Denzel Curry

Written by:Denzel Curry/Ronald Spence Jr.

 

Ronny J listen up

 

I am the one don't weigh a ton

Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street

Under the sun the bastard son

Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family

By any means your enemies my enemies

We wet them up like a canteen

 

The yellow tape surrounds the fate

Don't have a face so now you late open the gates

Great eliminate like ElimiDate

Hey young boy had to penetrate

 

Face young boy done caught a case

Bang now his mama living with the pain

Wait doctor says he's gonna stay

Let him get the senzu bean so he regenerate

Now a ni**a harder than the head of the state

Denzel Curry is the new candidate

 

Ultimate alternate you are the opposite

Stop this sh*t chop your esophagus

 

B**ches be bopping it bow down and pop it in

Dropping it in her esophagus

 

She get so nasty in public she classy

Perhaps she is able to swallow it

 

Girl I can make you a star

 

Then I put her a** on Apollo b**ch

 

B**ch I am ultimate behold my awesomeness

Narcissist part time an arsonist

 

Ripping through cartilage I am the hardest b**ch

Wrap it up put in sarcophagus

 

Dearly departed it's done when it started

So now that I'm living so harmonious

 

Feeling like Spartacus Curry the ultimate

I am the best there's no politics b**ch I'm ultimate

 

Ultimate b**ch I'm

I am the one don't weigh a ton

Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street

Under the sun the bastard son

Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family

By any means your enemies my enemies

We wet them up like a canteen

 

The yellow tape surrounds the fate

Don't have a face so now you late open the gates

Ultimate infinite flow is opium

Open the internet photosynthesis

Put up parentheses temporary

Very scary if I feel like Dirty Harry

Just might bust a b**ch never knew my life

But yet the question is is he fake is he real

What the message is chop a b**ch ni**a up

I'ma sever it when I sever sh*t

 

I kill 'em no Kony these niggas ain't homies

Claim you the homie I turn into Broly

Dropping melodic enter the cosmic

Flow like a prophet lyrical toxic

Flow like a foreigner I'm the torturer

Out of South Florida call the coroner

Killed in the corridor I'm the overlord

Rhymes like a sorcerer I'm an animorph

B**ch I'm a beast

Ni**a you tell me who f**king with me

K to the I to the N to the G

Claim you the hottest but I disagree

Better learn something and get a degree

 

This for Lord Infamous so R I P

Arrivederci b**ches looking thirsty

Riding through the dirty like it's mandatory

Ending of the story

 

I am the one don't weigh a ton

Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street

Under the sun the bastard son

Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family

 

By any means your enemies my enemies

We wet them up like a canteen

 

The yellow tape surrounds the fate

Don't have a face so now you late open the gates

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