lirik lagu dead presidents ii – jay-z
while others kick that wonderama sh-t,
me and my conglomerate shall remain anonymous
caught up in the finest sh-t
live out my dreams until my heart give out
involving cream, you know exactly what this sh-ts about
f-ck y’all mean?
handlin’ since a teen, i dish out
like the point guard off your favorite team; without doubt
my life ain’t rosy, but i roll with it
my mind was fine till the dough hit it
and told me that the mo’ did it
and now it’s kosher sh-t is so acidic
i’ll blow a digit on a diamond in a minute, but, no b-tches
watch how i’m walkin’ cause even the thoroughest n-gg-s be narcin’
tryin’ to strike a bargain, hopin’ that they might get pardoned
sh-t i’m involved with got me pins and needles
and my cerebral breeds the wickedest evil
thoughts that this sport will feed you
peep facts,
in the game so deep,
fiends can catch a freeze off my knee cap
can y’all believe that?
got the city drinkin’ cristal, we upped the fee
rappers going broke tryin’ to keep up with me
my rise to riches surprised the b-tches
think harder,
you know this n-gg-
jay-z, sean carter
g.s.-ed the f-ck up, tree-es (trees) the f-ck up
watch me shine like a breitling, breguets the f-ck up
all rhymers forget it like alzheimers
small timers, i said it
i’m adressin’ all drama
talk to me
i’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
i’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
i’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
i’m out for dead f-ckin’ presidents to represent me
i’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
i’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
i’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
i’m out for dead f-ckin’ presidents to represent me
so sick of n-gg-s,
“i want money like cosby”
who wouldn’t?
it’s this kind of talk that makes me think
you probably ain’t got no puddin’
n-gg-s got them kinda dreams from jail
you in the streets n-gg-, make your move, get your get your mill’
n-gg-s’ll coast in the s.l. but can’t post bail,
n-gg-s’ll roast the el,
but scared to throw your toast, well
i’m here to tell n-gg-s it ain’t all swell
there’s heaven then there’s h-ll n-gg-s
one day your cruisin’ in your seven,
next day your sweatin’, forgettin’ your lies,
alibis ain’t matchin’ up, bullsh-t catchin’ up
hit with the rico, they repoed your vehicle
everything was all good just a week ago
’bout to start b-tchin’ ain’t you?
ready to start snitchin’ ain’t you?
i forgive your weak -ss, hustlin’ just ain’t you
aside from the fast cars
honeys that shake they -ss in bars
you know you wouldn’t be involved
with the underworld dealers, carriers of mac-millers
east coast bodiers, west coast cap-peelers
little monkey n-gg-s turned gorillas
stopped in the station filled up on octane
and now they not sane, and not playin’
that goes without sayin’
slangin’ day in and day out
when money play in, then they play you out
tryin’ to escape my own mind
lurkin’ the enemy
representin’ infinity
with presidencies, ya know?
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