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    Ultimate
    
    
    Ronny J, listen up   I 
am the 
one, don't weigh a 
ton  Don't need a 
gun to get respect upon 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, ultimate, bitch.   I 
am the 
one, don't weigh a 
ton  Don't need a 
gun to get respect upon 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'mma 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 learn something and 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 upon 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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