I defy anyone to name 3 rappers that are fucking with Pusha T lyrically. Sure, he has nothing to say, but you know how the saying goes: ignorance is bliss. That said, Malice kills everyone here.
I sized up the bull like a matador
Raised y'all like my sons, "yeah attaboy'"
Enriched all of y'all facades
Fathered so many styles, I'm handing out cigars
Yeah - any nigga got a prob
Paint the town red, bullets come in a barrage
Ghetto superstar like I'm Pras
Big chain around my neck like I'm fresh off the Amistad
I'm not a part of your coke-rap genre
I put it in the pot, it come back like karma
Nice with the flip, ever since it's Genesis
And we won't stop til you give us free like the Jena Six.
Words do his verbal intonations and acrobatics absolutely no justice, so skip to the end yourself and play it over and over:
Re-Up Gang: 20K Money Making Brothers on the Corner
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