DIET_ (Explicit)

DIET_ (Explicit) - Denzel Curry/Kenny Beats

Lyrics by：Denzel Curry

Composed by：Denzel Curry

Woah Kenny

Pamela Anderson Pam Grier

The man's here there's no fear

Came through with no tears Wah

I don't cry

Matter fact I don't lie like a bedside

To tell the truth then I tell you

What it is or what it ain't

Please roll me up another dank another smoke

Though I see it as the antidote to cure my daily anecdotes

I see my thoughts it's adios

Finito I get new jerseys like I was a guido

The ego gotta be vetoed if you want a free throw

D'Evils stay with the scripture what your mama read you

You gotta milk the game son I couldn't bottle-feed you

This next bar was 'bout to do some Logic s**t

But now I gotta stop the s**t

And let me pop my s**t

Drama still added on stayin' positive

All my n***as on my side on the opposite

Get money from a show then deposit it uh

Your shows got no hoes I acknowledge it yeah

So braggadocios spit sick s**t it's atrocious nasty

Risin' like the stocks stockbroking

The Shogun came through with no gun

One man Ichiban fresh out of Japan do as I command

And what I demand is some f**kin' peace and quiet

I told 'em please go to church

And please get on a diet

Shoebox came with the doowop

One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac

Two shots that's two grazed in two days

What goes up must come down on Tuesday

And I don't like Pixar mister

I am the master I came through like a

Wait a minute bastard

Nobody fathered my style

People said I would fall off but

I've been here for a while so nope

Are you ready for the motherf**kin' giant

The tyrant the titan the ogre the lycan

The vampire taking over empires

If the game was a tooth I'm a f**kin' pair of pliers

We gon' do 'em Vinny style

As you can see this n***a got many styles Serious

Know too many n***as that got semi rounds Serious

And cold like Ice

Put thorns to your crowns you go out like Christ my n***a

Get money from a show then deposit it uh

Your shows got no hoes I acknowledge it yeah

So braggadocios spit sick s**t it's atrocious

Nasty

Risin' like the stocks stockbroking

The Shogun came through with no gun

One man Ichiban fresh out of Japan do as I command

And what I demand is some f**kin' peace and quiet

I told 'em please go to church

And please get on a diet

You already know what time it is

It's the motherf**kin' championship