Ultimate

About Ultimate

"Ultimate" is a song by American rapper Denzel Curry, released on June 9, 2015 as the lead single from his debut double EP 32 Zel/Planet Shrooms. Produced and co-written by Ronny J, it is considered Curry's breakout hit. The song went viral in early 2016 when users of the video hosting service Vine began uploading various memes where the song's hook would play towards the end of the video. The meme would then spread into other websites, such as YouTube. It was used in some parts of the episodes of Feisty Films. The official remix of the song, featuring American rapper Juicy J, appeared on the remastered version of 32 Zel/Planet Shrooms. more »

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2015

4:18

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I am the one, don't weigh a ton
Don't 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
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 livin' with the pain 
Wait, doctor says he's gonna stay (huh?)
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 (esophagus)
Bitches be boppin' it, bow down and pop it in
Droppin' it in her esophagus (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 
Rippin' 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 livin' so harmonious 
Feelin' like Spartacus, Curry the ultimate
I am the best, there's no politics
Bitch, I'm ultimate, ultimate
Bitch, I'm

I am the one, don't weigh a ton
Don't 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
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'ma sever it when I sever shit
I kill 'em, no Kony, these niggas ain't homies
Claim you the homie, I turn into Broly
Droppin' 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 fuckin' 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 lookin' thirsty
Ridin' 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 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
Don't have a face, so now you late, open the gates 

I am the juice from the Mafia 6
I will pimp slap a bitch 'cause I don't give a damn
I am the nigga that drank the hard liquor
I smoke like a hippy and I pop them Xans
I am the nigga that showed you the game
How to stick to the money and get you some dough
Ain't no excuses you grinding you get it
You whippin' and flipping and stunt on these hoes
I need a moment of silence today
I killed the club, I pulled up in a Wraith
So hypnotizing, these hoes mesmerised by my diamonds
I shine and they try to throw shade
I want the throat but I'm too proud to beg
Bitch skip the talking I throw a lil' bread
She get to sucking and I just discover
The whole other meaning to price on your head
Yo, tell 'em bring me chain for a thousand (Hol' up)
Matter fact, make it fifty thousand (Hol' up)
I got so much sauce dripping on me
I think I'ma 'bout to change my name to a thousand island
Bitch I'm about to turn up a level
Fuckin' R&B chicks out in Coachella
Give her that dick she think I'm in love with her
Now she texting me a motherfucking four page letter

I am the one, don't weigh a ton
Don't 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
Don't have a face, so now you late, open the gates

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Juicy J

Jordan Houston (born April 5, 1975), better known by his stage name Juicy J, is an American rapper, record producer and Academy Award-winning songwriter. He is a member of the duo Three 6 Mafia and is currently signed to Taylor Gang Records. He has released three studio albums. more »

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