Jay-Z - Dead Presidents * Lyrics
* this song is not on jay-z: reasonable doubt -- only on the cd single[jaÿ-z]Rock onRoc-a-fella y'all[chorus][nas]Presidents to represent meI'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 shitMe and my conglomerateShare remain anonymousCaught up in the finest shitLive out by dreams until my heart get vowedAnd while we crave you know exactly what the shits about***** y'all mean handlin' since a teen i dish outLike the point got off your favorite team without doubtMy life ain't rosy but i roll with itMy mind was fine till the dough hit itAnd told me that the mo' did itAnd now it's closer shit and so i said itI blow a digit on a dimin' in a minute but no *****in'Watch how i'm walkin' cause even the thoroughest niggaz be knockin',Tryin' to strike a bargain,Hopin' that they might get part inShit on me boy we got me pins and needlesAnd my cerebral be's the wickedess evilThoughts that this boughter feed youFeed back in a game so deep fien's can catch yaFreeze off my knee cap can y'all believe thatGot the city drinkin' crystal raise up the feeRappers going broke tryin' to keep up wit meMy rise the riches surprise the *****esThink harder you know this nigga jay-z shawn cotterG.s. to ***** up, three years to ***** upWatch me shine like a brightly be gets to ***** upAll rhymers forget like altimersSmall timers i said itI'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 niggazI want money like cosby who wouldn'tIt's this kind of talk that make me thinkYou probably ain't got no puddingNiggaz got them kinda dreams from jetYou in the streets niggaMake your move get your get your mailNiggaz are coastin' the s.l. but can't post bailNiggaz are roast the l.But scared to throw your toast wellI'am here to tell niggaz it ain't all swellIt's heaven been in tell niggazOne day your cruisin' in ya sevenNext day your sweatin' forgetin' your liesAlabuys ain't matchin' up, bullshit catchin' upHit with the rico, they repo, the re-he-icoEverything was all good just a week agoBout to start *****in' ain't youReady to start snitchin' ain't youI forgive your weak ass hustlin' just ain't youAside from the fast carsHunnies that shake they ass at barsYou know you wouldn't be involdedWith the underworld dealers, carriers and mac-miller'sEast-coast parties, west-coast cap peelersLittle monkey niggaz turn gorilla'sStoped in the station filled up on noctaneAnd now they not sane, and not playin'That goes without sayin'Slangin' day in and day outWith money playin' then they play you outTryin' to escape my own mindLurkin' the enemy representin' infiniteWith 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
