Pusha T ft Kanye West - Funkmaster Flex Freestyle | Текст песни

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• Pusha T ft Kanye West
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[Pusha T]
Malice found religion, Tony found prison
I’m just tryna find my way out this f-cking kitchen
a birdseye view got me channelling my vision
turn one to two now my kilo’s got a sibling
father knows best, watch my hands are forgiven
we kicking up dust like the colosseum floors
walls full of safe’s like they mausoleum doors
getting wet like she walking through my morgue
Grant’s, Jackson’s no room for George
yeh, the fear of God’s in you muthaf-ckers
this art imitate my life
you WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white
eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice
my music for your soul, inspiration for your life
every dime made in his life more disastrous
help my young n-ggas see my way through the bachelors
while my old b-tch went back to get her Masters
same graduation I was clapping in the rafters
the truth hurts everytime it’s revealed
what goes around comes around, this is lights ferris wheel
grab hold and reverse the steering wheel as I parrallel park
Kentucky derby on the grill
the fact that I’m free lets me know God is great
ten year marathon of me selling concentrate
these rappers talk crowns but I’d rather talk fear
villian like candyman, say my name and I’ll appear
no weapon formed against me shall prosper
a kuna matata, feet up sipping java
strolling up the totem poll, what’s my only problem
scrolling through my Rolodex, who show up my toddler
so many hands raised as the band plays
I’m here now, watch how many plans change

[Kanye West]
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
and eventually answers to the call of Autumn
all of them fallin’ for the love of ballin’
got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
based off the way we was branded
face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
and at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it’s random
but we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
and a new fitted and some job opportunities thats lucrative
and sold your dreams, you don’t know who did it
i treat the cash, the way the government treats aids
I won’t be satisfied til all my n-ggas get it
I need more drinks and more lights
hot American Apparal girl in just tights
she told the director she tryna get in a school
told to take them glasses off and get in the pool
it’s been a while since I watched the tube
its like a crip said: “I got way too many blues for any more bad news”
I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today
they rewrite history I don’t believe in yesterday
what’s a black beetle anyway, a …roach
I guess thats why they got me sitting in f-cking coach
but God said I need a different approach
cause people is looking at me like I’m sniffing coke
it aint funny anymore try dipping jokes
tell ‘em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I’m got it
play strings for the dramatic
and end all of that wack shh
act like I aint had a belt in two classes
I aint got it I’m going after whoever who has it
I’m coming after whoever who has it
you blowing up, that’s good, fantastic
that y’all, its like that ya’ll

I don’t really give a f-ck about it at all
cause the same people that tried to black ball me
forgot about 2 things, my black balls

Uh, I let you into my diary to admire me
the making of this man, I let you see the higher me
the self righteous drug dealer dichotomy
I’m drawing from both sides, I’m Siamese
the tug of war opens the door, entrada
rip me apart and see what’s inside this pinata
and rolling kilos in gym(?) is one saga
one chapter of black magic, I’m Harold potter
feels like I’m doomed to dealing with women whom
relationships with their fathers won’t allow us to bloom
and blossom, I swear this Vegas nights was awesome
but adios I blow my own dice before I toss ‘em, l