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Unfortunately your browser is currently not supported. You can also download the Spotify desktop client for access to all our great features. 1,101 Photos and videosViewing Tweets won't unblock @LilBibby_.As New York City prepared for Resurrection Day on Easter Eve (March 6), the living rap god, Pusha T scorched the Big Apple with his “New God Flow.” READ: Pusha T Confronts His Demons In Short Film On the NYC leg of his Darkest Before Dawn tour, King Push brought tales of lust, chest thumping drug dealer bravado — and consequences of the underworld to Manhattan’s PlayStation Theatre. Before diving into King Push’s life of indictments and cocaine trafficking, songstress Tiara Thomas, and Boston rapper Bia held down the crowd of rap fanatics with their opening sets But the energy turned up a few notches when Chicago bulls G Herbo and Lil Bibby stormed the stage in noting but black hoodies and jeans. Rolling through their collaborations “Gang,” “Don’t Worry,” and “Ain’t Heard About Nothing,” the Chi-Town Eastside natives brought the thug out in everyone.

Some cats even tossed their Folk (infamous street organization based in Chicago) signs in the air. READ: VIBE To Host ‘The End of Malice’ Movie Screening In NYC While the macho vibes of Herbo and Bibby coated the packed out venue, the lively tone was set for the more mature vocabulary of Pusha T. Just before 10:30 p.m., the venue went pitch black, and seemingly out of nowhere two crosses appeared on stage that read: “Sin Will Find You Out.” King Push then strolled out to thunderous applause with his Virginia sagger — and rolled into the verses from Darkest Before Dawn’s “Intro.” The self-proclaimed “God amongst men,” with his clever bars, called out imposters, small time trappers, and reminded wannabe gangsters that they aren’t really made for the barbaric dealings of the underworld. And he did it by spazzing through songs like “Blocka,” “M.T.F.R., “ “M.P.A,” and “Untouchable,” and his verse from “Millions in the Ceiling.” Pusha’s cocksure attitude is carried over to the stage in the same authentic manner as his recordings.

Just as impressive as Pyrex P’s nasty wordplay, the soloist didn’t even need a hypeman. A microphone, and a DJ. And because of this, concertgoers were able to take in every word that flowed from King Push’s tongue. The horrors of Fed time and conniving enemies who want to engage in bloody encounters were taken from his raps and plastered in the brains of concertgoers. Overall, P’s commanding stage presence, and the confidence he exudes when telling his life story make for a gripping movie painted with the street slang that raised us. READ: Watch Pusha T’s Visual AutobiographyCan't Trust Em Lyrics [Hook: PnB Rock x2] I can't trust these hoes, they won't catch me slipping I can't cuff these hoes, I ain't like these niggas I just be chasing that paper I just fuck her I don't wanna date her I ain't really got no time fuck her you can have her back later [Verse 1: Lil Bibby] Niggas be cuffing these thots Kick that hoe out of the spot

I tell them to do it my youngings gon do it Young nigga came in the game Them crackers they gave me that check and I blew it I bought some gucci and louie I hit the club and I threw it Bought a few Glocks and some rugers It ain't a no doubt that I'll use it [Verse 2: Don Q] The summer is ours We plotting on fucking the winter up They mad that we fucking the city up We made it this ain't no beginners luck Gang gang in a sprinter bus My chain hang and it's glittered up These hundreds is stuffing my denims up Foreign bitch cheffing my dinner up We started off dealing yay Now I can wheel a wraith shopping for real estate Show me respect when I'm in ya state Famous or not I still be where the killers stay I got a check on me anyday I can spend 10 a day Might do a "day in the life" just to demonstrate Bitch have my money and don't be a minute late Ice like I figure skate white on my dinner plate

[Verse 3: A Boogie] I came from the mud I hopped out it They never know when I got it 2 bullet holes like "who shot em?" ring on ya nose I 2Pac em My gun by the bread when I count it I got to watch for the feds I switch houses I jump in the benz and look out it If it ain't about the bread then I doubt it I run through some bands When I count it I gotta do it again I recount it I do it again if I got to choose you over Benjamins I promise Money over everything I promise I be counting money everyday I got it I keep hunnits only in my Goyard wallet Louie luggage for the bank deposit Treat it like a sport so you can say I'm balling If it came from paris then I probably bought it New Givenchy then you know I'm on it If it ain't designer nigga I don't want it I can't trust these hoes "The summer is ours we plotting on fucking the winter up" I can't cuff these hoes "Is you gon suck it or not?