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Chains ’n Whips
[Chorus: Pusha T]
Uncle said, "n***a, you must be sick
All you talk about is just gettin' rich"
Choke my neck, n***a, and ice my bitch
Beat the system with chains and whips

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
You run from the spirit of repossession
Too much enamel covers your necklace
I buy bitches, you buy ’em sections
You buy watches, I buy collections
Misery's fuelin' your regression
Jealousy’s turnin' into obsession
Reality TV is mud wrestlin'
Some signed checks, I know better than
Beware of my name, that there is delegate
You know I know where you're delicate
Crush you to pieces, I home a breath of it
I will close your Heaven for the hell of it
You'd think it'd be valor amongst veterans
I'm watchin' your fame escape relevance
We all in the room, but here’s the elephant
You chasin’ a feature out of your element
And those lab diamonds under inspection
The question marks block your blessings
There's no tombstones in the desert
I know by now you get the message
[Chorus: Pusha T]
Uncle said, "n***a, you must be sick
All you talk about is just gettin’ rich"
Choke my neck, n***a, and ice my bitch
Beat the system with chains and whips

[Verse 2: Malice]
It don't take much to put two and two
Your lucky streak is now losin' you
Money's dried up like a cuticle
They gaspin’ for air now, it's beautiful
John 10:10, that's my usual
Mommas is fallin' out in funerals
Embalmed and bloat', they now viewin' you
They never find the guns, but the sewers do
Bubbles was sick, he need medicine
Brought him back to life, now he dead again
Richard don't make watches for presidents
Just a million trapped between skeletons
This the darkest that I've ever been
The diamonds make you taste peppermint
You ain't thrive in the snow like it's The Revenant
And send orders back down, and keep shovelin'

[Chorus: Pusha T]
Uncle said, "n***a, you must be sick
All you talk about is just gettin' rich"
Choke my neck, n***a, and ice my bitch
Beat the system with chains and whips
[Outro: Pharrell Williams]
Yeah, when things get dark, you know I'ma get callin'
You look side to side, like "What did they say?"
And it ain't the Lord's voice, and then you realize
That the Devil is talkin' to you