ultimate

Ronny J listen up
I am the one dont weigh a ton
Dont 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
Dont 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 hes gonna stay
Let him get the senzu bean so he regenerate
Now a ni**a harder than the head of the state
Denzel Curry is the new candidate
Ultimate alternate you are the opposite
Stop this sh*t chop your esophagus

B**ches be bopping it bow down and pop it in
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 a** on Apollo b**ch

B**ch I am ultimate behold my awesomeness
Narcissist part time an arsonist

Ripping through cartilage I am the hardest b**ch
Wrap it up put in sarcophagus

Dearly departed its done when it started
So now that Im living so harmonious

Feeling like Spartacus Curry the ultimate
I am the best theres no politics b**ch Im ultimate

Ultimate b**ch Im
I am the one dont weigh a ton
Dont 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
Dont have a face so now you late open the gates
Ultimate infinite flow is o***m
Open the internet photosynthesis
Put up parentheses temporary
Very scary if I feel like Dirty Harry
Just might bust a b**ch never knew my life
But yet the question is is he fake is he real
What the message is chop a b**ch ni**a up
Ima sever it when I sever sh*t

I kill em no Kony these niggas aint homies
Claim you the homie I turn into Broly
Dropping melodic enter the cosmic
Flow like a prophet lyrical toxic
Flow like a foreigner Im the torturer
Out of South Florida call the coroner
Killed in the corridor Im the overlord
Rhymes like a sorcerer Im an animorph
B**ch Im a beast
Ni**a you tell me who f**king 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 b**ches looking thirsty
Riding through the dirty like its mandatory
Ending of the story

I am the one dont weigh a ton
Dont 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
Dont have a face so now you late open the gates