Pusha T

Pusha T - Nosetalgia lyrics

rate me

Twenty plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson

I started out as a baby face monster

No wonder this diaper rash on my conscience

My teething ring was numbed by this nonsense

Gem Star razor on 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

Nigger 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 an 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 this room

If he cries he cries

We don't drink away the pain

When a nigger die

We add a link to the chain

Inscribe a nigger name in yo flesh

We playing on a higher game of chess

Once you delegate his bills

Who’s gone fuck his bitch the best?

A million megapixels of the Pyrex

Started on the scale

Digital my only Timex

Nigger this is timeless

Simply cause it's honest

Pure as the fumes

That be fucking with my sinus

Nigger this is Simon says Simon red

Blood on your diamonds till you dying

Dead!

You better change

What comes out your speaker

Di ri ri da, di ri ri da di day

You wanna see a dead body?

Instrumentals from my mama's Christmas party

Troubles on my mind I still smell crime

My little brother crying

Smokers repeatedly buying my Sega Genesis

Either that or my auntie was stealing it

Hit the pipe and start feeling it

Oooohh wee cut me some slack weed never did that

This was different

Geez Louis please help me relax

Quantum physics could never

Show you the world I was in

When I was ten

Back when nine ounces had got you ten

And nine times out of ten

Niggers don't pay attention

And when there's tension in the air

Nines come with extensions

My daddy dumped a quarter piece

To a four and a half

Took a L started selling soap

Fiends bubble bath

Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his nose

Shirt buttoned open

Taco meat land on his gold

I said daddy one day

Imma get you right with 36 zips

One thousand grams of cocaine

Then your name will be rich

Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as leather interior

Drop some ice cubes in it ... on perimeter

He said son how come you think you be my connect

Said pops your ass is washed up with all due respect

He said well nigger then

Show me how it all makes sense

Go figure motherfucker

Every verse is a brick

Your son dope nigger

Now reap what you sowed nigger!

Please reap what you sowed nigger!

I was born in 87

My granddaddy a legend

Now the same shit that y'all was smoking

Is my profession

Let's get it

You better change

What comes out your speaker

You better change

What comes out your speaker

There must be a...

They must be on to take your move

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