Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song DIET_ - A COLORS SHOW , by - Denzel Curry. Release date: 04.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
DIET_ - A COLORS SHOW |
| 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 show ain’t 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 |
| 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) |
| They’re 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 show ain’t 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 |
| Told 'em please go to church, and please get on a diet |
| You motherfuckers know what time it is |
| It’s the motherfuckin' championship |