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  • Текст песни Denzel Curry - Ultimate

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    [Hook]
    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

    [Verse 1]
    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

    [Hook]
    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

    [Verse 2]
    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

    [Hook]
    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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