I’m Down With These New Pusha T Songs

So, per usual, I’m going to try and keep this post short today, son. Basically, I’m just here to vibe out to these new Pusha T songs, man. I mean, it’s already been established that Pusha is one of my favorite rappers, fam. On top of that, I was one of the first people to champion Daytona when it dropped last year. With that being said, despite Kanye West‘s fuckery, I’m glad that he’s still behind the boards for Pusha’s upcoming album. All in all, I expect nothing but good things, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Pusha just dropped two new songs. Now, the first one is joint called “Sociopath.” The song, which features Kash Doll, was apparently left off of Daytona, for whatever reason. Regardless, the joint is grimy as fuck and the type of record that I want to hear from Pusha. Side bar, I fucking love Kash Doll, son. I could go into more detail, but I will refrain, man. In any case, who doesn’t love that arrogant street shit that only Pusha can provide, fam? On the real, that aesthetic is what made me a Pusha and Clipse fan in the first place, bruh.

Moving on, the second song, “Coming Home,” is the one that surprised me, son. Listen, not only did Pusha make a meaningful song about mass incarceration, but he managed to get Lauryn Hill in the booth. Now, I won’t lie, man. Based on her years of tomfoolery, I’ve had my issues with Hill. But, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like she doesn’t sound good on that song, fam. Real talk, it’s dope to hear her sound like herself on a track. Look, does it have the same sheen as her prime? No. However, her contribution is a welcomed addition, bruh.

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, son. Ultimately, people can judge the music for themselves, man. By and by, both tracks have been posted below. Shit, let the good times roll, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Did anyone see Drake talking shit in Joe Budden‘s Instagram live? Son, Joe was out here enjoying his pool party and Drake asked him to play “The Story of Adidon” and see how the crowd reacted. Needless to say, Pusha is still living in Drake’s head rent free. Keeping it a buck, Drake just needs to let that hurt go, bruh. Frankly, he lost the battle, son. Facts are facts, man. Good day.

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Drake Got Pusha T

So, let me begin this post by saying that I’m a HUGE Pusha T fan. I mean, ever since the Clipse dropped Lord Willin’ in 2002, I’ve been a stan, son. Side note, as my boy Fabian can attest to, I fronted on that album when it first came out. Nevertheless, I repented for my sins like a day later. In any case, I’m also a big Drake fan, man. With that being said, I’m happy that they’re throwing caution to the wind and letting the shots fly, fam. All I know is, after listening to “Duppy Freestyle,” the first round of this battle goes to Drake, bruh.

Ok, before I continue, let me keep it a buck, son. On the real, I don’t have the time to fully explain the history between Pusha and Drake, man. I mean, I’ll just let Highsnobiety do the work for me, fam. All in all, the feud between Pusha and Drake began as a feud between Pusha, No Malice, Lil Wayne and Birdman. Needless to say, Drake inherited the beef when he signed with Young Money. Crazily, this is a squabble that’s been going on for damn near a decade, bruh. All I can say is, that’s a long time to hold a grudge, people.

Anyway, the latest round of this beef began when Pusha’s DAYTONA album dropped. Now, the last song on the record is “Infrared,” and Pusha takes aim at the entire YMCMB. He references the fact that Quentin Miller has written rhymes for Drake. He references the fact that Birdman still owes Wayne a grip of money. He also references the fact that Rick Ross has been saying the exact same shit about the Cash Money team. Side note, everyone should go listen to Ross’s “Idols Become Rivals,” son. Just thank me later, pun intended. In any case, the Kanye West-produced “Infrared” is a hard response to Drake’s disses in “Two Birds, One Stone.”

Now, from there, I guess Drake had enough, man. So, instead of another round of subliminal shots, Drake went straight for the jugular, fam. Real talk, “Duppy Freestyle” isn’t even about me and it hurt my feelings, bruh. Shit, that’s how rough it is, folks. Basically, Drake airs ALL of the dirty laundry about Pusha and Kanye. He talks about the fact that he wrote Kanye’s rhymes on “30 Hours.” He talks about the fact that he was just in Wyoming helping them to pen verses. He talks about Ye being jealous of Virgil Abloh, his former creative director, for running Louis Vuitton. He questions the validity of Pusha’s drug-dealing past. Lastly, that “you older than the nigga you running behind” line is particularly gruesome, son. All in all, sheesh!

In the end, the ball is now in Pusha’s court, son. Ultimately, he has a real uphill battle, man. Not because I don’t think he’s capable, but because Drake’s celebrity makes things A LOT harder. Look, even if Pusha’s response is fire, Drake’s fanbase will kill him regardless. By and by, Pusha needs to just focus on these bars, fam. At the end of the day, I’m giving him until the end of the day, bruh. Listen, Pusha can’t let this shit rock, people. Good day. LC out.

P.S. Despite everything I’ve just said, Drake might’ve weakened his own kill shot with that “I’m Upset” record, son. I mean, that song is hot garbage, man. Side note, I can be a fan and still call a spade a spade, fam. Needless to say, this song ain’t it, bruh. That is all.

This Is The Pusha T That I Want To Hear

Look, this post is going to be short today, son. On the real, not a lot needs to be said here, man. I mean, there’s a new Pusha T album, fam! Shit, that’s all a dude like me needs to know, bruh! Furthermore, since this is a Kanye West-produced affair, I’m having a hard time controlling my excitement, people. All in all, Pusha’s new Daytona album is EXACTLY what I want from this duo, folks. Real talk, the record is seven songs of that raw shit, people, pun intended.

Ok, before I continue, let me address the elephant in the room, son. So, the album cover for Daytona is fucking wild, man. Now, for those who are unaware, the artwork (seen above) is a picture of Whitney Houston‘s drug-filled bathroom. Look, I’ve been listening to Push push cocaine on records since 1999, fam. With that being said, even I think the album cover is a little distasteful, bruh. For God‘s sake, that woman actually died from her inability to kick a drug habit. Anyway, it would be easy to just blame Kanye for calling this last minute audible, but Pusha went along with it, people. All I know is, it’s a foul move on both of their parts, brethren.

Moving on, let’s get to the music, son. First, it must be said that I’ve never heard Pusha spit a wack verse, man. So, I was never worried about whether he’d bring the heat or not, fam. Frankly, I was more interested in how the beats would sound, bruh. Listen, since the My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy days, Kanye developed a habit of using like ten producers on every cotdamn song. Gone were the days when he was just chopping vinyl and dropping bars, folks. Anyway, when I heard that he was back on his sampling shit, I wanted to hear how 2018 Ye would sound. Needless to say, he doesn’t disappoint here, people. He’s able to keep the essence of his vintage days AND incorporate some of today’s production techniques.

In the end, what else is there to say, son? Ultimately, the album is hard as fuck, man! So, everyone needs to do themselves a favor and listen to this joint at ignorant levels, fam. By and by, I’m just looking out for everybody’s best interests, bruh. That is all. LC out. EGHCK!