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Artist:Pusha T 

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Pusha T: Twenty plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson I started out as a baby face monster No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience My teething ring was numbed by the nonsense Gem Star razor and a dinner plate Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner date Then crack the window in the kitchen, let it ventilate 'Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a minute steak Nigga, I was crack in the school zone Two beepers on me, Starter jacket that was two toned Four lockers, four different bitches got their mule on Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his jewels on Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches What I sell for pain in the hood, I'm a doctor Zhivago tried to fight the urge like Ivan Drago, if he dies he dies Like Doughboy to Tre, if he rides he rides Throwing punches in his room, if he cries he cries We don't drink away the pain, when a nigga die We add a link to the chain, inscribe a nigga name in your flesh We playing on a higher game of chess Once you delegate his bills who gon' fuck his bitch the best? A million megapixels of the Pyrex Started on the scale digital, my only Timex Nigga, this is timeless, simply 'cause it's honest Pure as the fumes that be fucking with my sinus Nigga this is Simon says, Simon red Blood on your diamonds till you dying, dead, yugh KRS-One: You better change what comes out your speaker Dee-dee-dee, dah-dee, dah-dee, dee-dee, dah-dee, day-ah What is it? Kendrick Lamar: You wanna see a dead body? Instrumentals from my momma's

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