Correction Lyrics DIET_ (A COLORS SHOW) by Denzel Curry

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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 sh*t
But now it's time to stop the sh*t and let me pop my sh*t
Drama still added on, stayin' positive
All my n***as 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 sh*t, 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 f**kin' peace and quiet
Told 'em please go to church, and please get on a diet

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