Текст песни All Things Considered - Clipse , The-Dream , No Malice , Pharrell Williams , Pusha T

How I'm doing?
All things considered, let's be specific
My mama cheek, I miss it, I wanna kiss it
Nige asking for siblings, I know he meant it
V miscarried, we hid it, I'm glad he missed it
Hunnid thousand a "maybe", you stick wit' it (again, again)
Preorder the strollers, our face in it (again, again)
I pays for my stork wit' the baby in it
If the sky's not your limit, you'll never get it

Turn niggas statistics, I'm so sadistic
So religious, that's so Malicious
No division, still snow magicians
Blitzing niggas for riches like fourth and inches
Pay attention and listen, the snake's hissin'
Niggas is writin' statements and say they didn't
Dream of taking you down, the hate hittin'
Wanna show you around but they J Prince'ing

Richard's replace all the Pasha's
Dior slides made of iguana
Stuff the walls for tomorrow
Fuck I look like tryna borrow
Blow a budget like fuck it
We gon' tuck it 'til it all falls down
When this chess game is played smarter
Swear this life is so awesome

All things considered, I been forgiven
I done packed the blizzard in Honda Civics
Took fatherless women and showed 'em living
Left Mama the children, it take a village
Writings was on the wall, like hieroglyphics
My circle split up the pie, that's long division
When Jada was asking "Why?", I saw the vision
My homies that didn't die was all in prison

Visits behind the glass, my mirror image
Skin is blemished, names was mentioned
Explains the sentence, the pain is endless
Identifying the body, it takes forensics
Guns, Czechoslovakian, it starts and ends it
The only sin left is to flirt with vengeance
Made my exit just to make my entrance
Revolving door, maybe I can make a difference

Richard's replace all the Pasha's
Dior slides made of iguana
Stuff the walls for tomorrow
Fuck I look like tryna borrow
Blow a budget like fuck it
We gon' tuck it 'til it all falls down
When this chess game is played smarter
Swear this life is so awesome

Life or death are simple formalities, ain't no way around it
You can poison the world and technicalities, ain't no way around it
It's genocide when pawns read the headlines
The kingdom of truth can never outlive a lie
They'll come for your king but the throne survives
Unleash the queen, take 'em dead or alive
Pyro, pyrex, I see, iris
Violins of violence
Either way, it was worth the suspense
I've considered all things