Mystical Virus 3: The Scream (feat. Lil Ugly Mane & Mike G)

Denzel Curry

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    [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 tints, 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 fuck 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

    [Denzel Curry]
    And now that nigga 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

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    [Lil Ugly Mane]
    He thought he wanted seven digits, the thickest bitches, 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 fucked 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 shit
    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

    [Denzel Curry]
    And now that nigga 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

    [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, nigga
    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

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