(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 (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
Great, eliminate like ElimiDate (woo)
Hey, young boy had to penetrate (ooh)
Face, young boy done caught a case (woo)
Bang, now his mama living with the pain (uh)
Wait, doctor says he's gonna stay (huh?)
Let him get the Senzu Bean so he regenerate (ooh)
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 poppin' it
Dropping it in her esophagus (esophagus)
She get so nasty, in public she classy
Perhaps she is able to swallow it
Girl, I can make you a star (star)
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 living 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
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 (beast)
Nigga, you tell me who fuckin' with me? (Me)
K to the I to the N to the G (G)
Claim you the hottest, but I disagree ('gree)
Better love something than get a degree ('gree)
This for Lord Infamous, so R.I.P
Arrivederci, bitches lookin' thirsty, ridin' through the dirty
Like it's mandatory, endin' 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
