Denzel Curry – “Diet 1.5” (ft. Benny The Butcher)

Denzel Curry - Diet 1.5 (ft. Benny The Butcher) (prod. Kenny Beats)

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Denzel Curry Diet 1.5
Denzel Curry Diet 1.5

While not quite a new Denzel Curry album, nor a new Kenny Beats album for that matter, the recently released Unlocked 1.5 remains a welcome holdover all the same. Featuring a more-or-less complete musical overhaul of the 2020 collaborative project, one lined with notable guest appearances from the duo’s collective contact list, it’s no surprise that some of the reimagined cuts standing out as arguable improvements. And naturally, when Benny The Butcher steps into the booth, such things should be expected.

Though some of the tracks opted for a production facelift, the simple banger that is “Diet” needed no alteration. Over a style of instrumental he seldom tackles, The Butcher showcases his versatility as he lets fly the bars we’ve come to expect. “All these racks in the ceiling got rappers back in they feelings,” he spits. “Treat the game like Trump voters did the Capitol building / In a 600 Maybach, the only passenger in it, ain’t got no cash for the dealer if don’t no stashes come in it.”

Denzel Curry – Diet 1.5 (ft. Benny The Butcher) (prod. Kenny Beats)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
It’s the remix, nigga
Woah, Kenny!
Kenny, you ready?

[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
All these racks in the ceiling got rappers back in they feelings
Treat the game like Trump voters did the Capitol building (Hahahaha)

In a 600 Maybach, the only passenger in it
Ain’t got no cash for the dealer if don’t no stashes come in it (Huh)
Denzel hit me, and I couldn’t get back fast enough, nigga (What up)
Talent attract talent, I’m just not rapping with niggas (Uh-uh)
The way I’m crafting this shit get way too tactical, nigga
All my albums is classical just to challenge you niggas
My shit been in crazy demand (I know), but play again
I be plugging with eighty grand and have it eighty a gram
I feel fast as Tyreek Hill chasing these bands
Who else glacier’d they hand and be wearing Bape shit from France?
I’m into lightskin bitches and blue dinero (Okay)
Bricks in a blue Camaro, I feel like a superhero
Every year, they discuss me—who else they gon’ name but me?
And Gunn—we the ones who they call when they get rusty
Griselda, nigga

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Get money from a show, then deposit it (Ugh)
Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (Yeah)

So braggadocious, spit sick shit, it’s atrocious (Nasty)
Rising 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 fucking peace and quiet
I told ’em please go to church, and please get on a diet

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
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 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 fucking 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)
And cold like (Ice)
Put thorns to your crowns, you go out like Christ, my nigga

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Get money from a show, then deposit it (Ugh)
Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (Yeah)

So braggadocious, spit sick shit, it’s atrocious (Nasty)
Rising 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 fucking peace and quiet
I told ’em please go to church, and please get on a diet

[Outro: Denzel Curry]
You already know what time it is
It’s the motherfucking championship

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