Biografia:
Pusha T (born May 14, 1977)[1] is a Virginia Beach based rapper and one half of the critically acclaimed Hip-Hop duo Clipse. In September 2010 he announced that he has signed to Kanye West's GOOD Music label and on March 21, 2011 released his first solo mixtape, Fear of God.
Early life and Clipse
Pusha T was born in The Bronx, New York City but soon relocated to Norfolk, Virginia. In 1992 Terrence and his brother Gene formed the duo now internationally known as Clipse.
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[Intro]
Dm Am
Easy money
Am |Dm Am |C
B G | Dm C B G Em
It's about to be a surgical summer
N.C.
Chop the tops off the coupes
Dm C Dm C
The cuatrocientos ochenta y ocho
Dm C |Dm C
The Spider joint
Dm C N.C.
Dm C C
And you know we gotta cut the heads off these snakes, right?
Dm C
Watch the body drop
|Dm C
|Am G |Am G
[Verse]
Dm C
Drug dealin' aside, ghostwritin' aside
Dm C
Let's have a heart-to-heart about your pride
Dm C
Even though you're multi, I see that your soul don't look alive
Dm C
The M's count different when Baby divides the pie, wait
Dm C
Let's examine why
Dm C
Your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies
Dm C
I'll start it at the home front, "I'm on One"
Dm C
Dennis Graham stay off the gram, bitch, I'm on one
Dm C
You mention wedding ring like it's a bad thing
Dm C
Your father walked away at five, hell of a dad thing
Dm C
Marriage is somethin' that Sandi never had, Drake
Dm C
How you a winner, but she keep comin' in last place?
Dm C
Monkey-suit Dennis, you parade him
Dm C
A Steve Harvey-suit nigga made him
Dm C
Confused, always thought you weren't Black enough
Dm C
Afraid to grow it 'cause your 'fro wouldn't nap enough
Dm C
Since you name-dropped my fiancée
Dm C
Let 'em know who you chose as your Beyoncé
Dm C
Sophie knows better, ask your baby mother
Dm C
Cleaned her up for IG, but the stench is on her
Dm C
A baby's involved, it's deeper than rap
Dm C
We talkin' character, let me keep with the facts
Dm C
You are hiding a child, let that boy come home
Dm C Dm
Deadbeat mothafucka, playin' border patrol, ooh
C
Adonis is your son
Dm C
And he deserves more than an Adidas press run, that's real
Dm C
Love that baby, respect that girl
Dm C Dm
Forget she's a pornstar, let her be your world, yuugh!
C
How dare you put Ye in my verses?
Dm C
I'm selfish, I want all of the curses
Dm
I'm pre-bookin' the churches
C
Me versus three hearses
Dm C
If we all go to Hell it'll be worth it
Dm C
Already aligned with the greats, and on that same note
Dm C
The only ones I chase are two ghosts
Dm C
Still givin' you classics, that's the only thing that dates me
Dm C N.C.
OVO 40, hunched over like he 80, tick, tick, tick
C Dm
How much time he got? That man is sick, sick, sick
C Dm
I got the devil flow, nigga, six, six, six
C Dm
Surgical summer with it, snip, snip, snip
C
And you don't really want it with him
[Outro]
Dm C
Surgical Summer, Volume 1
Dm C
We gon' take this slow
Dm C
We just gon' peel it back layer-by-layer
Dm C
Dm C
Yeah, DAYTONA
Dm C
Album of the motherfuckin' year
Dm C
And you talkin' 'bout you upset
Dm C
Hahahahaha
Dm C
Well I wanna see what it's like when you get angry, okay?
Dm C
You show me that
Push!
Dm Am
Easy money
Am |Dm Am |C
B G | Dm C B G Em
It's about to be a surgical summer
N.C.
Chop the tops off the coupes
Dm C Dm C
The cuatrocientos ochenta y ocho
Dm C |Dm C
The Spider joint
Dm C N.C.
Dm C C
And you know we gotta cut the heads off these snakes, right?
Dm C
Watch the body drop
|Dm C
|Am G |Am G
[Verse]
Dm C
Drug dealin' aside, ghostwritin' aside
Dm C
Let's have a heart-to-heart about your pride
Dm C
Even though you're multi, I see that your soul don't look alive
Dm C
The M's count different when Baby divides the pie, wait
Dm C
Let's examine why
Dm C
Your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies
Dm C
I'll start it at the home front, "I'm on One"
Dm C
Dennis Graham stay off the gram, bitch, I'm on one
Dm C
You mention wedding ring like it's a bad thing
Dm C
Your father walked away at five, hell of a dad thing
Dm C
Marriage is somethin' that Sandi never had, Drake
Dm C
How you a winner, but she keep comin' in last place?
Dm C
Monkey-suit Dennis, you parade him
Dm C
A Steve Harvey-suit nigga made him
Dm C
Confused, always thought you weren't Black enough
Dm C
Afraid to grow it 'cause your 'fro wouldn't nap enough
Dm C
Since you name-dropped my fiancée
Dm C
Let 'em know who you chose as your Beyoncé
Dm C
Sophie knows better, ask your baby mother
Dm C
Cleaned her up for IG, but the stench is on her
Dm C
A baby's involved, it's deeper than rap
Dm C
We talkin' character, let me keep with the facts
Dm C
You are hiding a child, let that boy come home
Dm C Dm
Deadbeat mothafucka, playin' border patrol, ooh
C
Adonis is your son
Dm C
And he deserves more than an Adidas press run, that's real
Dm C
Love that baby, respect that girl
Dm C Dm
Forget she's a pornstar, let her be your world, yuugh!
C
How dare you put Ye in my verses?
Dm C
I'm selfish, I want all of the curses
Dm
I'm pre-bookin' the churches
C
Me versus three hearses
Dm C
If we all go to Hell it'll be worth it
Dm C
Already aligned with the greats, and on that same note
Dm C
The only ones I chase are two ghosts
Dm C
Still givin' you classics, that's the only thing that dates me
Dm C N.C.
OVO 40, hunched over like he 80, tick, tick, tick
C Dm
How much time he got? That man is sick, sick, sick
C Dm
I got the devil flow, nigga, six, six, six
C Dm
Surgical summer with it, snip, snip, snip
C
And you don't really want it with him
[Outro]
Dm C
Surgical Summer, Volume 1
Dm C
We gon' take this slow
Dm C
We just gon' peel it back layer-by-layer
Dm C
Dm C
Yeah, DAYTONA
Dm C
Album of the motherfuckin' year
Dm C
And you talkin' 'bout you upset
Dm C
Hahahahaha
Dm C
Well I wanna see what it's like when you get angry, okay?
Dm C
You show me that
Push!
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