10 of the Best Coke Rap Lyrics on Pusha T’s ‘Darkest Before Dawn: The Prelude’ Album
2015 has been chock-full of great rap releases and Virginia's favorite trapper Pusha T is back with one of his own, Darkest Before Dawn: The Prelude. Released at midnight (Dec. 18), the album comes more than two years from his solo debut, My Name Is My Name, and finds the rapper leaping from highly regarded lyricist to King Push.
And for all intents and purposes, Darkest Before Dawn gets the job done. Consisting of 10 tracks, the project contains superb bars galore that will take you more than one listen to fully grasp. Featuring production from the likes of Pharrell, Timbaland, Diddy and J. Cole, Pusha's vivid storytelling receives the proper backing thanks to these guys.
Always known as a capable rhymer, Pusha has evolved in his craft even further and seems to have cultivated his penmanship in terms of crafting songs while still giving off the sense that the best is yet to come. As soon as the album's intro hits your eardrums, you know you're about to get hit over the head with quotables. However, the further you get into the LP, selections like "M.F.T.R" and "M.P.A." prove that Darkest Before Dawn is the perfect hodgepodge of style and substance. Add in highlights such as "Keep Dealing" and "F.I.F.A.," and the LP is an undeniable listen.
In celebration of rap's favorite trafficker, we've compiled the 10 best coke-related raps that best embody Pusha T's slick wit with the pen.
"Leave ya conscience at the door / We done hid the monsters in the floor / I speak to the trap lords and niggas with their hands in the white like blackboards / I done been blackballed and never gave a fuck 'cause I'm Jack Frost / I'm selling that blast off."
"It feels like, still white / Matching Missoni looks African on me / They tryna pin this trafficking on me like Mano and Tony / My thoughts spilling over / The soft ceiling's open, I CrossFit the coca."
"The illusion of money we don't believe in / You ask me, Tyga looking like a genius / I'm Kim Jong of the crack song / Gil Scott-Heron to the black poem / The revolution will be televised / 'Cause we done seen it all and they telling lies."
"Crutches, Crosses, Caskets"Pusha T
"This the ministry of street energy / The church of criminology, teaching my chemistries (Whoo!) / I'm the L. Ron Hubbard of the cupboard / To some certain muthafuckas, gotta love it"
"Money, pussy, alcohol, what a wonderful cocktail / Fronted my first brick over oxtails and ran with it / Dope is like a two-way street / The addiction, both you and me, now take a seat, ugh."
"Got 'Em Covered"Pusha T
"The stencil inspired by Kenzo / The roof is like Ghostface, can it be so simple / 40 ki's in a rental / My dogs bring it back, now you name a better kennel / I keep cash case Feds connect me / Case kids kidnap me, kids can get back me."
"Keep Dealing"Pusha T
"Talk numbers, but never talk 'em to me, though / When you're the link to what fits in the keyhole / The realest nigga to marathon on the RICO / The last cocaine superhero / I got the cape on to cover kilos / The villain wins, the evolution of Nino."
"Keep Dealing"Beanie Sigel
"Reporting live from the project benches / Hella 'caine, dope in cellophane, dirty syringes / Heron zombies street-walking on three-week binges / Clientele look like the Thriller vid in 3D lenses / C.O.D., niggas never had to front me jawns / I'm weighing bricks on the scale they put the lunch meat on."
"Who you know better with the raw / Bogota, she like finessing niggas / She gets a Range Rover Sport and got seats on the court from the best of niggas / I never bit at that apple, I never lost my El Chapo / I can still grab it and bag it in capsule / Covered in white like I walked in the chapel / I'm that cold."
"I might travel to El Barrio to get it from Daddy-O then adios / Cell phone at the back patio / I didn't have to make a cameo to get it off / I hope you betting on a sleeper / It all started on a beeper, now they asking for the feature / Til I'm stepping out the bleachers / Drug money kicked around like it's F.I.F.A."