Supreme Mathematics got us splitting the keys,
loading onto boats got Pain De Mafieux cursing the seas,
you know the navy be skipping the heat,
until it lands and it is spilling from your hands to your feet,
YUGH

white so pure you wouldn't believe how clear
candyman say my name three times and ill appear

nah man someone said pusha rap like he got a light under his chin and ive been dead since

Free smoke five years in the making
Flashback 2018 he couldn't take it
No more than subs, tryna memory hole
But the real nigga's mind made of memory foam (yeugh!)

nice with the rock like i built the pyramids
you can smell what im cookin when the rock is near again

Ok, crazy idea but I was playing Fallout 4 and heard this john and we really should flip this and use some bars ITT to make an AI Pusha song

i can make an eight ball go eight fold
got it under the table while the sniffin at the staples
if it wasn't for caine, i wasn't able (cliche but eh)
how im scared of the 6 when I'm churnin more than maple

tbh OP killed the first one so hard its actually crazy

I'm the Oppenheimer of the Arm & Hammer

Brooo

Hundredth like. Give me my money

Back in the 90s I had Prince kissing that Snow White

Had it snowing in april like Tremaine's wife

Rick James on the couch
You cant find any love i see you turning to a grouch
Barrel in your mouth and a nose full of powder
You bought respect with your money in a desperate need for power (YUGHH)

Feelings in the open
Your window of youths closing
Clinging to a lil yachty swimming in the ocean
Im in a submarine so let me take this even deeper,
Dont take it out on Rocky just cause you could never keep her!

• Pusha T Drake diss bars

I went to Cuba with the rest of the Clipse
I bought myself some blow and sold them for some more
I am the king (yuuuugh) and you know what this means
Nothing is more important than the snap that it rings

I had my vatos pushing weight outside the Texaco
White sand isn’t only made in New Mexico yughhh

I’m moving weight call that Creatine
With a Spanish b**** from a magazine
Pushed bricks all through that mezzanine
All we wanted was shiny things

so much powder on the scorers table.

bron of this rap s***.

Neon lights, Miami Vice.

Mildred, look where i took my talents.

the realest artist of this coke rap the way I make the scale balance.

and when gene sprawn up it’s like malice in the palace.

Writing these passages for how I wronged nasals
Package shipped from the Amazon
It's just me and Jeff Bezos

The Chad and ‘Rell of the sniff and smell
It’s a different hell inside the prison cell

WOOOO!

Eyuuuughhhh

currently reading this thread with this on in the background

dawg i cant breathe

this was hard