Crutches, Crosses, Caskets

[Intro: Pusha T]
拐杖 十字架 棺椁
Yeah
拐杖 十字架 棺椁
Uh-huh
受害者遍地
Beautiful evils
年轻人充满恶意
Yeah
我无法理解
Check me out
出来混总得要还
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
你们却整天刷朋友圈
Crutches, crosses, caskets
我是恶魔的附身 现实版凶兆
Crutches, crosses, caskets
你却无法像罗马人般整蛊与我
All I see is victims
玩的是细水长流万古长青
My young niggas sic' ‘em
跟Puff合作我们单刀直入
I don’t get ‘em
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I just get back their jewelry if I’m fuckin’ with ‘em
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Your man crush Mondays be owin’ niggas
受害者遍地
My skin is triple black, I’m the omen
一直以来说唱歌手都是遭受迫害
You can’t kill a God like the Romans, uh
我与众不同 现在的说唱歌手还真以为天下是他们的
Take my time to craft shit
我就像来自美利坚的Yasiel Puig【Yasiel Puig是棒球选手，来自古巴】
‘Cause I don’t like back and forths with Puff about rap shit
我们叛逆 仅存共同之处便是血流遍地
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
没赚几个钱还满嘴跑火车
Crutches, crosses, caskets
一个销量白金的说唱歌手的母亲在要饭岂不是羞耻不堪
Crutches, crosses, caskets
我把母亲带到巴哈马去度假
All I see is victims
现在她说不定还穿着睡袍在享用海鲜
Rappers is victimized at an all-time high
我的生活就像大鱼吃小鱼
But not I, you pop niggas thought I let it fly
你们这帮水货都被我打成筛子
I’m Yasiel Puig, I’m in another league
小鲜肉都被老炮们屠杀
I defected, only thing we have in common, niggas bleed
哈 想像一下 你算老几啊
In ya thousand dollar joggers as you rhyme about ya dollars
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Is there shame when a platinum rapper’s mother lives in squalor?
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Mildred’s in the Bahamas for the month
周遭遍地是横尸
She’s probably sitting in her pajamas having lunch
亘古不变已经坚持真我
Swordfish, my reality is more fish
我像魔术师约翰逊般经久不息
Banana clips for all you Curious Georges
我在网上疯狂买房
Old niggas slapping young niggas
房子光鲜亮丽 豪车万人瞩目
Ha Imagine that, where you from nigga?
美好生活的剪影
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
让你口齿不清
Crutches, crosses, caskets
嘴上功夫好可得不了口吃的毛病
Crutches, crosses, caskets
这比毒品换来的钱更有意义 我纸醉金迷
All I see is death by the masses
跟你的灵魂对话 是金钱难及
The only asterisk is the change of address
这是街头力量的神职任期
My infinity pool as long as Magic’s
犯罪学的教堂 指引我的毒品造诣
Yeah I let Zillow change my pillows
我是制毒界的L. Ron Hubbard
The home is so inviting, the Porsche is the armadillo
主流市场迟早会爱上我
The silhouette
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The pop, pop, pop; the chop, chop, chop
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The throwaway TEC's got Tourettes
受害者遍地
It’s more than this drug money, I love money
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I speak to your soul and that’s above money
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This the ministry of street energy
受害者遍地
The church of criminology, teaching my chemistries
Woo I’m the L. Ron Hubbard of the cupboard
To some certain motherfuckers gotta love it
[Outro]
Crutches, crosses, caskets
Crutches, crosses, caskets
All I see is victims
Crutches, crosses, caskets
Crutches, crosses, caskets
All I see is victims