Denzel Curry - Mystical Virus, Pt. 3: The Scream lyrics

[Denzel Curry:] Gold bullet that's trapped in his temple Was just the beginning of a deranged mental The mind wasn't simple, the man wasn't gentle They bust out the brain but got caught in the dimple To bust out the dental, the tooth full of wisdom With black on black [?] they jet in the rental The young mane hearing the whisper of Sindel With a gift since birth, if you answer this riddle: Who I be? The fetus of a demon Semen from the tip Of the penis I'm the only thing That you see when you're dreaming Armageddon and aftermath This may blog in paragraphs Sit on a throne, full of X's and bones Blowing smoke and I laugh Turning sinners like you Into my personal acid tabs Let me put you up on game I've been shot, burned, and stabbed, and Still ain't deceased I carry the mark of the beast Now can you tell me Who the f** I be? Damien, as the kid replies Wine, red wine was the color of his eyes Coughing a lot of blood like Piru, but he slowly dies As his eyes close shut, in prison was his eternal life [Hook:] And now that n***a scream like he Sindel Yelling 'suicide' in his prison cell Running with them demons since the age of 12 Life's never a game, watch him cut his vein [Lil Ugly Mane:] He thought he wanted seven digits, the thickest b**hes, the top position Tried to make a profit off the poverty he lives in Atrocities committed on the blocks that he got kids in And now he pops prescriptions, he's in prison to suspicions He f**ed the Devil's daughter, now he pissed away forgiveness Only sounds he hears are shots popping in the distance Thinking that they coming, now he haunted by these visions He knows that there's a dark, and a light, but he don't know the difference He used to run around bangin', man, he love the sh** And now he sit around, waitin' for his punishment Cops on some old beef, that's why he gotta hold heat He's stuntin' like his daddy, even pops had the gold teeth But pops went to prison back in '03 So lil man never got to listen to a OG Never got to tell him other options that you don't see So lil man grew up thinking prison where he supposed to be, Ugly [Hook] [Mike G:] For the scene, see the best is never seen They say I lack in appearances, but they lack in experience I remain quiet like I'm in constant meditation Only way to get in my place is expert and constant observation, n***a Never compete, much less be winner at it Seven days a week, I found my sinister I control my perimeter, control isn't giving up Every effort you attempt never amounts to enough They talk around you, but you know you can't give in And you part of the system, so they treat you just like them Every action is countered, so just don't disturb my zen Every student with honor knows you must deserve lessons, yeah I roll with what every character should have That's why I'm equipped with a black suit and mask, I blast Now it's silent like when the Earth had begun I am Genesis 1, this is God's work done