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Artist: Denzel Curry
Album:  Imperial
Song:   Story: No Title
Typed by: Cedmaster3K
 
[Denzel Curry]
Story with no title, everything is vital
Came up in this game now my idols is my rivals
Childhood friends end up pullin' guns on you
Hoes wanna fuck because you carry funds on you
Like a blind man in church, homie I don't see none of that
Still can't believe that I made it off rappin'
Baby bottle, blue mic, spittin' blue magic
How the fuck the rap game become a beauty pageant?
Fugazi ass rappers tryin' to sound like Atlanta
cause they got no identity
I'm off the top like O-Ren Ishii vs. Uma Thurman
Gasoline in my thermos and I'm 'bout to make a furnace out you niggas
Spittin' ether, make-believers call it Easter
I am Jesus with a blacker penis, that is fuckin' genius
Who said Jesus can't be a black guy?
Even Luke Skywalker's father was on the dark side
 
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Story with no title, everything is vital
Prayin' for my rivals, let the church say (ayy!)
Everything is vital, hand up on the rifle
Send them off to Lotto, let the case say (spray!)
Story with no title, everything is vital
Prayin' for my rivals, let the church say (ayy!)
Everything is vital, hand up on the rifle
Just, like, a
 
[Denzel Curry]
Story with no title, everything is vital
Started from the bottom where they wear Bikini Bottoms
Dig even deeper, you see it's crabs in a bucket
When shit hit the fan, niggas up it like "Fuck it"
Spittin' colder shit over cold shit out my diamond, you cold bitch
You like "N64", go buy my old shit
I keep a AK on my Issa Gold shit
That's how it goes down on the lower East Coast bitch
South Florida, 21 getting older
Mind of a marine ever since I was a teen
Blowin' up smithereens, livin' a broke man's dream
Follow the roots of the prince 'til they crown me king
It seems, these niggas actin' less than Gs
This ain't the place that I choose to be
Where friends become strangers, everybody wants to be a gangsta
It's goin' down on the block, no anchor
Story with no title!
 
[Chorus]
 
[Denzel Curry]
Story with no title, bullet with no name
I was brought up inside a city that was built off caine
Even durin' my sunny days, I am still a Hurricane
I just wanna make it rain, ain't no +Ay Bay Bay+
Watchin' "Bebe's Kids", we all Bebe's kids
Little badass jit, that's where the story begins
'Fore the end of the timeline, on to the crime crimes
Out here beefin', ain't no workin' at Five Guys
It's wild, convicted felon put on trial
It's sad, a mother outlives her child
And that's bad, especially because we're black
When the revolution start that's when the niggas attack
I'm lookin' at the liars that say you ain't come from riches
Stop callin' our women bitches, fried chicken and watermelons
Not my diet, I'm everything you fear and what defines it
And if I die today, it's not surprisin'
Story with no title!