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Denzel Curry – Ultimate

Denzel Curry
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исполнитель Denzel Curry

правообладатель Universal Music Group Concord Loma Vista,ООО «С.Б.А. МЬЮЗИК ПАБЛИШИНГ»

жанр Рэп

длительность 03:10

размер 7.25 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено Universal Music Group

Ultimate
03:10
I am the one, don’t weigh a ton Don’t need a gun to get respect up on the street (Okay) Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family (Sheesh) By any means, your enemies, my enemies We wet them up like a canteen (Damn) The yellow tape surrounds the fate Don’t have a face, so now you late, open the gates (God damn) Great, eliminate like ElimiDate (Ooh) Hey, young boy had to penetrate (Ooh) Face, young boy done caught a case (Ooh) Bang, now his mama livin' with the pain (Uh) Wait, doctor says he’s gonna stay (Huh?) Let him get the Senzu Bean so he regenerate (Oh) Now a nigga harder than the head of the state (damn) Denzel Curry is the new candidate (Damn) Ultimate, alternate, you are the opposite Stop this shit, chop your esophagus (Esophagus) Bitches be boppin' it, bow down and pop it in Droppin' it in her esophagus (Esophagus) She get so nasty, in public she classy Perhaps she is able to swallow it (Uh) Girl, I can make you a star (Star, ooh) Then I put her ass on Apollo, bitch (Damn) Bitch, I am ultimate, behold my awesomeness Narcissist, part time an arsonist (Flame) Rippin' through cartilage, I am the hardest, bitch Wrap it up, put in sarcophagus (Damn) Dearly departed, it’s done when it started So now that I’m livin' so harmonious (Harmonious) Feelin' like Spartacus, Curry the ultimate I am the best, there’s no politics Bitch, I’m ultimate Ultimate Bitch, I’m I am the one, don’t weigh a ton Don’t need a gun to get respect up on the street (Okay) Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family (Sheesh) By any means, your enemies, my enemies We wet them up like a canteen (Damn) The yellow tape surrounds the fate Don’t have a face, so now you late, open the gates (Damn) Ultimate, infinite, flow is opium Open the internet, photosynthesis Put in 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 Droppin' 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 fuckin' 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, bitches lookin' thirsty Ridin' 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 (Okay) Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family (Sheesh) By any means, your enemies, my enemies We wet them up like a canteen (Damn) The yellow tape surrounds the fate Don’t have a face, so now you late, open the gates
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