C-9 - ULTIMATE lyrics

[Intro] Ronny J, listen up [Hook] I am the one, don't weigh a ton Don't need a gun to get respect upon the street Under the sun, the ba*tard 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 [Verse 1] 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 n***a harder than the head of the state Denzel Curry is the new candidate Ultimate, alternate, you are the opposite Stop this sh**, chop your esophagus b**hes be bopping it, bow down and pop it in Dropping it in her esophagus She get so nasty, in public she cla**y Perhaps she is able to swallow it Girl, I can make you a star Then I put her a** on Apollo, b**h b**h, I am ultimate, behold my awesomeness Narcissist, part time an arsonist Ripping through cartilage, I am the hardest, b**h 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, b**h, I'm ultimate Ultimate, b**h I'm [Hook] I am the one, don't weigh a ton Don't need a gun to get respect upon the street Under the sun, the ba*tard 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 [Verse 2] 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 b**h, never knew my life But yet the question is, is he fake, is he real What the message is, chop a b**h n***a up I'ma sever it when I sever sh** I k** 'em, no Kony, these n***as 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 k**ed in the corridor, I'm the overlord Rhymes like a sorcerer, I'm an animorph b**h, I'm a beast n***a, you tell me who f**ing 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**hes 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 upon the street Under the sun, the ba*tard 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