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Denzel Curry - Ultimate - Full Version -
- 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 nigga harder than the head of the state
- Denzel Curry is the new candidate
- Ultimate, alternate, you are the opposite
- Stop this shit, chop your esophagus
- Bitches be bopping it, bow down and popping it
- 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 ass on Apollo, bitch
- Bitch, I am ultimate, behold my awesomeness
- Narcissist, part time an arsonist
- Ripping through cartilage, I am the hardest, bitch
- 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, bitch, I'm ultimate
- 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 bitch, never knew my life
- But yet the question is is he fake, is he real
- What the message is, chop a bitch nigga up
- I’ma sever it when I sever shit
- 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
- Bitch, I’m a beast
- Nigga, you tell me who fucking with me
- K to the I to the N to the G
- Claim you the hottest, but I disagree
- Better love something than get a degree
- This for lord infamous so R.I.P
- Arrivederci, bitches 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.
- Thanks remember to support me. Thanks man infamous so R.I.P
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