Jay-ZDead Presidents *

* This song is not on jay-z: reasonable doubt -- only on the cd single [jaÿ-z] Rock on Roc-a-fella y'all [chorus][nas] Presidents to represent me I'm out for presidents to represent me (x2) I'm out for dead presidents to represent me [jaÿ-z] Well I was fit that wonderama s**t Me and my conglomerate Share remain anonymous Caught up in the finest s**t Live out by dreams until my heart get vowed And while we crave you know exactly what the s***s about F**k y'all mean handlin' since a teen I dish out Like the point got 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 closer s**t and so I said it I blow a digit on a dimin' in a minute but no bitchin' Watch how I'm walkin' cause even the thoroughest ni***z be knockin', Tryin' to strike a bargain, Hopin' that they might get part in S**t on me boy we got me pins and needles And my cerebral be's the wickedess evil Thoughts that this boughter feed you Feed back in a game so deep fien's can catch ya Freeze off my knee cap can y'all believe that Got the city drinkin' crystal raise up the fee Rappers going broke tryin' to keep up wit me My rise the riches surprise the b*****s Think harder you know this n***a jay-z shawn cotter G. S. To f**k up, three years to f**k up Watch me shine like a brightly be gets to f**k up All rhymers forget like altimers Small timers I said it I'm adressin' all drama torture [chorus][nas] I'm out for presidents to represent me (x3) I'm out for dead presidents to represent me (repeat x1) [jaÿ-z] So sick of ni***z I want money like cosby who wouldn't It's this kind of talk that make me think You probably ain't got no pudding Ni***z got them kinda dreams from jet You in the streets n***a Make your move get your get your mail Ni***z are coastin' the S. L. But can't post bail Ni***z are roast the L. But scared to throw your toast well I'am here to tell ni***z it ain't all swell It's heaven been in tell ni***z One day your cruisin' in ya seven Next day your sweatin' forgetin' your lies Alabuys ain't matchin' up, bullshit catchin' up Hit with the rico, they repo, the re-he-ico Everything was all good just a week ago Bout to start bitchin' ain't you Ready to start snitchin' ain't you I forgive your weak a** hustlin' just ain't you Aside from the fast cars Hunnies that shake they a** at bars You know you wouldn't be involded With the underworld dealers, carriers and mac-miller's East-coast parties, west-coast cap peelers Little monkey ni***z turn gorilla's Stoped in the station filled up on noctane And now they not sane, and not playin' That goes without sayin' Slangin' day in and day out With money playin' then they play you out Tryin' to escape my own mind Lurkin' the enemy representin' infinite With presidencies you know [chorus][nas] Dead presidents to represent me (x4) I'm our for presidents to represent me (x7) I'm our for dead presidents to represent me
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