Clipse, The-Dream, Pharrell Williams - All Things Considered

[Verse 1: 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 writing' statements and say they didn't Dream of taking you down, the hate hittin' Wanna show you around but they J Prince'ing [Chorus: Pharrell] 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 till it all falls down When this chess game is played smarter Swear this life is so awesome [Verse 2: Malice] 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 [Chorus: Pharrell] 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 till it all falls down When this game is played smarter Swear this life is so awesome [Outro: The Dream] 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