Текст песни DIET_ - A COLORS SHOW - Denzel Curry
Woah,
Kenny
Pamela
Anderson,
Pam
Grier
The
man′s
here,
there's
no
fear
Came
through
with
no
tears
(Wah)
I
don′t
cry
Matter
fact,
I
don't
lie
like
a
bedside
To
tell
the
truth,
then
I
tell
you
what
it
is
Or
what
it
ain't
Please,
roll
me
up
another
dank,
another
smoke
Though
I
see
it
as
the
antidote
to
cure
my
daily
anecdotes
I
see
my
thoughts,
it′s
adios
Finito,
I
get
new
jerseys
like
I
was
a
guido
The
ego,
gotta
be
vetoed
if
you
want
a
free
throw
D′Evils,
stay
with
the
scripture,
what
your
mama
read
you
You
gotta
milk
the
game,
son,
I
couldn't
bottle-feed
you
This
next
bar
was
′bout
to
do
some
Logic
shit
But
now
it's
time
to
stop
the
shit
and
let
me
pop
my
shit
Drama
still
added
on,
stayin′
positive
All
my
niggas
on
my
side,
on
the
opposite
Get
money
from
a
show,
then
deposit
it
(Uh)
Your
shows
got
no
hoes,
I
acknowledge
it
(Yeah)
So
braggadocios,
spit
sick
shit,
it's
atrocious
(Nasty)
Risin′
like
the
stocks,
stockbroking
The
Shogun,
came
through
with
no
gun
One
man,
Ichiban,
fresh
out
of
Japan,
do
as
I
command
And
what
I
demand
is
some
fuckin'
peace
and
quiet
I
told
'em
please
go
to
church,
and
please
get
on
a
diet
Shoebox
came
with
the
doowop
One
billion
and
two
cops
can′t
find
2Pac
Two
shots,
that′s
two
grazed
in
two
days
What
goes
up
must
come
down
on
Tuesday
And
I
don't
like
Pixar,
mister
I
am
the
master,
I
came
through
like
a
(Wait
a
minute),
bastard
Nobody
fathered
my
style
People
said
I
would
fall
off,
but
I′ve
been
here
for
a
while
So
nope
Are
you
ready
for
the
motherfuckin'
giant?
The
tyrant,
the
titan,
the
ogre,
the
lycan
The
vampire,
taking
over
empires
If
the
game
was
a
tooth,
I′m
a
fuckin'
pair
of
pliers
We
gon′
do
'em
Vinny
style
As
you
can
see,
this
nigga
got
many
styles
(Serious)
Know
too
many
niggas
that
got
semi
rounds
(Serious)
And
cold
like
(Ice)
Put
thorns
to
your
crowns
You
go
out
like
Christ
My
niggas
get
money
from
a
show,
then
deposit
it
(Uh)
Your
shows
got
no
hoes,
I
acknowledge
it
(Yeah)
So
braggadocios,
spit
sick
shit,
it's
atrocious
(Nasty)
Risin′
like
the
stocks,
stockbroking
The
Shogun,
came
through
with
no
gun
One
man,
Ichiban,
fresh
out
of
Japan,
do
as
I
command
And
what
I
demand
is
some
fuckin′
peace
and
quiet
I
told
'em
please
go
to
church,
and
please
get
on
a
diet
You
motherfuckers
know
what
time
it
is
It′s
the
motherfuckin'
championship
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