No Patience Godfather of Harlem (Ft. Pusha T & Swizz Beatz)

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Pusha
Hoo

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
They noddin' and dozin'
They sit there frozen, in awe
The train track scars on their arm
All because the stamp on the bag wasn't charged
The same thing that took down DeBarge
Get it off the barge, floatin' through the waterways
Didn't need Italians, now they got a war to wage
When the product's pure, you're the one they oughta pay
Sugar Hill sweet, like his daddy-daughter days, yeugh
The line around the corner like Six Flags
The potency of one of mine equal to six bags
I done watched brothers kill brothers for nick' bags
The dope lean have a nigga parked like a kickstand
I'm the Bump Johnson of rap, Harlem Renaissance
I provide the fix, Iyanla Vanzant
The secret's in the mix, I sell it a la carte
I peddle everything you want, motherfucka

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
I ain't got no patience (Patience)
This clip and this barrel guaranteed to make you famous (Goddamn)
Man, we make you brainless
The mask, the gloves, god damn, man, I'm dangerous (C'mon)