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Ronny J, listen up

[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

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

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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