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Pusha T
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Blow
Malice found religion, Tony found prison I'm still tryna find my way out this fucking kitchen a Birdseye view got me channeling 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 pussy getting wet as she walking through my morgue Grant's, Jackson's no room for George yeh, the fear of God's in you mother fuckers this art imitate my life your World Star HipHop fame based off imitation white eliminate the fools gold imitation ice my music for your soul, inspiration for your life every dime made in his life more disastrous help my young bitch see her way through her bachelors send my old bitch right back to get her Masters same graduation I was clapping in the rafters the truth hurts every time it's revealed what goes around comes around, this is life's ferris wheel grab hold and reverse the steering wheel as I parallel park Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 villain like candy man, 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 pole, what's my only problem scrolling through my Rolodex, who should bed toddler so many hands raised as the band plays I'm here now, watch how many nigga's plans change
blow (repeat)
first class flights Ciroc soaked nights waking up to models what a mother fucking life blow (repeat)
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