[Verse 1: Pusha T]
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This is my time, this is my hour
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This is my pain, This is my name
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This is my power
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If it's my reign, then it's my shower
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This pole position
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I made a lane, 'cause they blocked ours
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Dope boys, block bleeders
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Gold diggers don't stop either
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Motivation is misguided
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If we hit the mark, than it's not needed
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Carry on, like a carry on
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On my side bitch I let tag along
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Call me daddy from a complex
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Cause her mother's fucking with Mary mom
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No excuses, no regard
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Step on the brick like a promenade
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Twenty thousand on calling cards
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And I'm speaking spanish like Don Omar
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[Hook]
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But I'm king push, this king push
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I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas
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I don't sing hooks
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[Verse 2: Pusha T]
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Fuck nigga, when the slide talk
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Miss me, with all the pie talk
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When them lights on you, and them letters big
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You point us out, just like an eye-chart
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But that's my fault, my details on the sidewalk
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For eleven years, we seen better years
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We was sellin' birds over the time port
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My first grammy was my first brick
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Red carpet, every bad bitch
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More BMF than billboard
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I got a label deal under my mattress
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[Hook]
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Cause I'm king push, still king push
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I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas
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I don't sing hooks
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[Verse 3: Pusha T]
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Vultures to my culture
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Exploit the struggle, insult ya
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They name dropping 'bout caine copping
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But never been a foot soldier
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Let's have another look, just get a little closer
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Rage against the machine, black Zack de la Rocha
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In a cranberry roaster, inside track on the g rap poster
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Best d-boy all I'm missing is a dash
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Difference between me and Hova
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[Hook]
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But I'm King Push, still King Push
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I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas
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I don't sing hooks
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King Push
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| Pusha T |
