歌手:Pusha T
专辑:《It's Almost Dry》

作词 : Terrence Thornton/Jahmal Gwin/Kanye West/Michael Mule/Isaac Deboni/Brian Farrell
作曲 : Terrence Thornton/Jahmal Gwin/Kanye West/Michael Mule/Isaac Deboni/Brian Farrell
As you come out to the light

Can your eyes behold the sight
It's only Monday
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Just so you remember who you dealing with
The number don't change I know who the chemist is
Brick by brick we kept open dealerships
Mitch by mitch we built up our villages
Seeing you rappers apply for the stimulus
Living a lie but die for your images
It's guns involved like cowboys and Indians
You Trackhawk n***as are not my equivalent
Flew your b***h to Cuba for the thrill of it
But I ain't go to show you what you shoulda did
Ten inch chains to hide all my blemishes
My Joker smile you know who the villain is

Just so you remember who you dealing with
Look outside the landscape ridiculous
Motion lights surrounded meticulous
Architectural Digest my premises
She just spent a million on the finishes
Millionaires were made out of middlemen
That hole in the attic was not for a ceiling fan
Army Celine the wardrobe is militant
And army fatigue when I talk pyramids
Just so you remember who you dealin' with
The purest snow we sellin' white privilege
Designer d**gs will turn n***as limitless
Designer clothes these h*es losing innocence
The book of blow just know I'm the Genesis
As you come out to the light

Can your eyes behold the sight
It's only Monday

Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Just so you remember who you dealin' with
His Pyrex talks but I'm the ventriloquist

Language different I'm d**n near an immigrant
A song with any of you n***as I'm disinterested
The needle is sharp but they ain't shooting insulin
You missing the point these drums ain't Timbalands
Never thought we'd go to war

After all the things we saw
It's April Fool's Day

Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
We fight for the bill you n***as still chipping in
You Google to death the s**t I get driven in
My boys in the hood is mixed with the menaces
The cane is sugar and cut by Dominicans
Open the box it's like ten Christmases
My folks in the box is serving life sentences
I've lived in a world that never leaves witnesses
Just so you remember who you dealin' with
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late