Santeria

By Pusha T

On DAYTONA

Released on May 25, 2018

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[Verse 1: Pusha T]

Now that the tears dry and the pain takes over

Let's talk this payola (Payola)

You killed God's baby when it wasn't His will

And blood spill, we can't talk this shit over (This shit over)

The Lord is my shepherd, I am not sheep

I am just a short stone's throw from the streets

I bring my offerin', I will not preach

Awaken my demons, you can hear that man screaming

I'm no different than the priest, priest

Santería (Santería, Santería, Santería)


[Verse 2: Pusha T]

They say that death comes in threes, how appropriate ('Propriate)

Triple back, they rush in like Soviets (Soviets)

At the Kremlin

Searchin' for the green like a Gremlin, presidential emblem

Presidential tint on this shit that I am driven in (Woo!)

I just place orders and drop dollars

Rottweilers roam the grounds, the Glock hollers

The three of y'all too accessible

Seen all the wrong moves, watchin' The Untouchables

We don't do vegetables, niggas get flatlined

Welcome all beef, then we heat 'em with flat irons

Your plans are backfiring, think of double-crossin' a priest

Hail Mary, repeat after me

Santería!


[Refrain: 070 Shake]

Ya te vas a la mañana (Mañana)

Ha-ah, los ángeles te esperarán

Es el fuego que yo—conozco

Es el fuego que yo—

Ya te vas a la mañana (Mañana)

Ha-ah, los ángeles te esperarán

Es el fuego que yo—conozco

Es el fuego que yo—


[Verse 3: Pusha T]

Of all the things I've ever paid for

Know that it's no price tag when I wage war

It's no more to pray for, niggas get preyed on

Darken my doorstep, they told me the day's gone

You listenin', De'Von?

As I'm talkin' to your spirit, for God's sakes

I'm dealin' with heartbreak

Checkin' my ego, I'm livin' with lost faith

I'm backin' this hit, nigga, you ever seen Shark Tank?

I paid 'em in small bills, all of 'em small face

I bet when we draw blood, you niggas will draw a blank

Dress you in all black, partnered with All Saints

Our numbers is all facts, my shooters give all thanks

And all praise, no jail bars can save

Leave you like Malcolm where X marks your grave

Hey, it's probably better this way

It's cheaper when the chaplain prays

Santería!


[Refrain: 070 Shake]

Ya te vas a la mañana (Mañana)

Ha-ah, los ángeles te esperarán

Es el fuego que yo—conozco

Es el fuego que yo—