Below, you can stream the new mixtape and brush up on Pusha T's 20 best coke lines of all time. YUHCK!!
"I been the inspiration for all you industry dick tasters/To you local dream chasers I am king Push/I set the stage for all these triple beam hooks/I weigh mountains while all them n-ggas just sang hooks."
"I move 'caine like a cripple/Balance n-ggas through the hood/Kids call me Mr. Sniffles/Other hand on my nickel"
"Duel pipe exhaust/All we know is floss/I'm cocaine Casseling, throwing bombs to Moss"
17. Keys Open Doors
"Its crack pot inspired, my real n-ggas quote/Bitch never cook my coke!/Why? Never trust a ho with your child/At you make believe rappers I smile"
16. Open Your Eyes
"Cooked white turn to tan, so the world's Snooki/School of Hard Knocks, look at where the game took me"
15. I'm Not You
"I keep that Ziploc bustin' at the stitches/Culinary chemist, I serve the malicious, to break the fiends fixes/One give you the sniffles, the other, leave you with the itches"
"Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland/Platinum on the block with consistent hits/While Pharrell keep talking this music shit"
13. We Got It For Cheap
"So many deceive ya/I'm on top with the "ki's," move over Alicia/I force feed ya the metric scale/Rap's like child's play, my show and tell"
12. Feds Takin Pictures
"Some hit the gold, a few hit the hole/The rest riding around like they half eskimo/Blow lines the walls of the trunks and fenders/School of hard knocks, my I.Q. is MENSA"
11. Intro (Road Til The Casket Drops)
"It's the hood's Obama shoveling McCain--/Out the project windows, the drama's insane/The rap game's upside down like David Blaine/You fans is Times Square for following them lames/I gave you truth, revealed my proof/Loosened the knots from your minds, I was your masseuse/The message got twisted/I'm just young black and gifted/The theme was coke but the lines was uplifting/On my roads to the riches with the bitches and the cars/It ain't hard to tell, we can't all be Nas"
10. I Still Wana
"Talk money, I'm made of that/Cocaine parties, like the 70′s I cater that/You know what fame is?/Sittin with the women of your dreams and forgetting what her name is/You know what pain is?/Flushing two bricks and have a n-gga try to strain it out the drainage"
"I'm the neighborhood pusher/Call me subwoofer/'Cause I pump "base" like that, Jack/On or off the track"
"Follow my footsteps through tragedy and triumph/Through flows I give you mein kampf/Kilos consigned em, do as I say like simon/And you too will diamond blind hun"
7. Swing Ya Rag
"I hits hard like crack rock in '86/Them n-ggas soft like baby shit/N-ggas never gave me shit/So I ship em off to Hades quick/Mac bullets the size of baby dicks/I keeps two guns up, ten toes down/It's like the world's taking aim when you're holding the crown/With the powder, I stays on top of the mound/And keep pitching when they say no more is in town"
"Pusha Ton is in the building/Powder to the mother fucking ceiling/I'm so consistent every verse/I prototyped this coke flow, ya'll just my children"
"Alysia Sylverstone, we just moves it/The rumor been out bitch, you just clueless"
4. Speakers Going Hammer
"It was all good just a ki ago/Price for the 20 all I need to know/Still moving snow like it's 3 below/You trace hard while I cape cod/You n-ggas Lil-B's to the "Based" God/I've been cooking, is you mistooken?/Chi-town plug got the city juking"
3. Keys Open Doors
"Open the Frigidaire, 25 to life in here/So much white you might think ya Holy Christ is near/Throw on your Louis V millionaires to kill the glare/Ice trays? Nada! All you see is pigeons paired"
2. Numb It Down
"Push-ton, the last son of Mildred/Stumbled upon the rock like a pilgrim/Made money, money made power/Unstepped on as it came off the Mayflower/I come from graffitied halls/Now the X marks the spot on my graffiti walls/Statuettes X'd eyes on those graffitied dolls/My ghetto bitches ask why, I say it's just because"
"Before 'Ye signed me, I was getting out my dream/Standing on the shoulders of 20,000 fiends/Every time a n-gga wanna try and turn a profit/Folks rush in, 3 letters try and stop it/F-B-I-R-S-D-E-A (FBI, IRS, DEA)/One letter short but still mother fuck the D.A."