Nosetalgia

[Verse 1 – Young Chris] Heart as cold as December Shells hot as the devil I supply their syringes to survive in the ghetto Survival of the fittest, itchy finger for triggers Sticky fingers, [?], we hittas Best women in tropic, just a hella exotic You

[Verse 1: Pusha T] 20 plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson I started out as a baby face monster No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience My teething ring was numbed by the nonsense Gem Star razor and a dinner plate Arm and hammer and a mason