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Pusha T
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My God
I can't be bothered with payin' homage to forefathers See the future like the car show floor models Both feet in the snow so that my core follows We don't mourn for the dead, nigga, we pour bottles
Drown sorrows, ocean blue Murcielagos Started with similac powder in a baby bottle, yeah The formula is warnin' you Crack kills offerin's to the coroner
Kill my eldest brother, nigga, I'll be damned 'Gator at my momma's house, welcome to zombie land A hustler's paradise, a lucky pair of dice Down 40 but a streak could have you square by night
Didn't bat an eye I at it, kept the poker face 'Cause the batter I added had the coca base When you get to heaven's door they won't hold a space If you numb like the flesh on a smoker's face
There's no feelin' like your bitch chin-chillin' right You in Italian leather and you four wheelin' right You know you're up when you can count a quarter million right And if you down you can slang it like a pillow fight
I'm a wizard at it, nigga, here's the magic Make a small town feel I throw a blizzard at it Get the green from the scale like a lizard had it Bear witness as I unveil this instant classic
Yes, my god My god, my god Yes, my god My god, yes
Yeah, the Second Comin's in the second verse Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The First Comin' still here so I'll need a hearse I got a voodoo doll every time I pen a verse Not only do they say they feel it but they say it hurts
No pain, no gain, nigga They say I'm heatin' up, welcome to the flame, nigga No matter the success, still the same nigga I only change when the new body came, nigga
Aerodynamic, roof panoramic My credit score let the dealer take full advantage Paid over sticker price, cash under handed The 0/12 a year early, I'm a time bandit
Got a time manage when you heavin' snow Able to drop it all at 30 and be free to go Only deal with divas on a need to know And what you need to know is when you need to go
They'll be no waitin', I have no patience This is the end for all my unrecognized greatness I'm here now, nigga, pardon my lateness You can hear in every bar and every cadence
Yeah, it's the new god flow, ain't it? The last supper for you niggas now repainted Take position on the chess board and rearrange it Face to face with the truth, get reacquainted
Yes, my god My god, my god Yes, my god My god, yes
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