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The Ultimate Load
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Hip-Hop/Rap
The Ultimate Load was released on June 24, 2024 by 5743712 Records DK as a part of the album Space Seed
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Release DateJune 24, 2024
Label5743712 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM117

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bouty Johnson
Bouty Johnson
Songwriter
Sebastian Zapata
Sebastian Zapata
Songwriter

Lyrics

What up though, my name Big Bouty One thing though, you better not doubt me
I puff loudly from Chatt to South County If I found seeds plant trees around me
I rap proudly, drop bars without counting Chatt Town sneeze where the fiends be drowning
Back door breed, you the team we clowning I'm a rap lord, please, when you meet me
Crown me Back on the scene, I'm with some other shit
Still pack up and leave if you can't came up with rent
Even Adam and Eve had to do a little strippin' We all have to eat, please believe, don't
forget it Flow on brilliant, best believe it
This song has no concept of meaning Besides to show, I'm the best, believe it
Said it twice and slow for the special need kids
Flow on low like I kept a secret So official like a referee is
What I say goes you pledge allegiance We all assholes, only dead is decent
Pure hashish, got my red eye bleedin' Prince of Space on that Medellin shit
I know we better, so I bet I remix You Jerry Quary when he met Ali, bitch
Don't forget the fight starts in the mind hardly inside, so I'm not hard to find
Spend a little time, bet our hearts intertwine What I'm trying to say is we all gonna die
Plus the fact they want us all minimized Sticking us in prisons and committing genocide
On a mission to get rid of all our benefits and rights
Put my pickles in these bitches and it's grippin' like a vice
Point at that last bar, get it while you can Drive that fast car, die like a man
You never know how far, if you never ran Open that drug jar, like
One take, Johnny! One take, Johnny! One take
Even though I know I messed up on a lot, but you do get, you know
I'm tellin' y'all the truth Right before I came to record today
I saw two crackheads fuckin' in the back of a basement
I mean in the back of a dumpster Comin' back once and it smelled like munster
Everybody put your things, let's get in trouble On the double, everybody get into a huddle
Like football, made a pussy smell like a fuckin' nuke, y'all
Like a nuke, y'all, Hiroshima
Everybody, I wanna get in between ya
Oh my God, look at that Fabragina, man, I don't make sense
My hate's intense, oh shit, lookin' back in the day, they lynch
Oh wait, don't go there, racism, everybody hate what you're givin
Circumcision
Not only can you take a load, you can take the ultimate load
And even better than that, that you find your true calling and destiny
In your willingness to take the ultimate load
But that's it, yeah, there's like no more rappin' cause the beat slows
And I know you can throw a dope sample at the end, so it's perfect
Written by: Bouty Johnson, Sebastian Zapata
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