Dead Presidents

"Presidents to represent me" --> Nas "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 *fuckin* presidents to represent me (Whose...)"

Rock... on, Roc-A-Fella y'all

The saga continues

Ahh, who want to

bet us that we don't touch leathers

Stack cheddars forever, live treacherous all the et ceteras

To the death of us, me and my confidants, we shine

You feel the ambiance, y'all niggaz just rhyme

By the ounce dough accumulates like snow

We don't just shine, we illuminate the whole show; you feel me?

Factions from the other side would love to kill me

Spill three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat

Fuck em, we hate a nigga lovin this life

In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin my life

Hospital days, reflectin when my man laid up

On the Uptown high block he got his side sprayed up

I saw his life slippin, this is a minor set back

Yo, still in all we livin, just dream about the get back

That made him smile though his eyes said, "Pray for me"

I'll do you one better and slay these niggaz faithfully

Murder is a tough thing to digest, it's a slow process

and I ain't got nothin but time

I had near brushes, not to mention three shots

close range, never touched me, divine intervention

Can't stop I, from drinkin Mai-Tai's, with Ta Ta

Down in Nevada, ha ha, Poppa, word life

I dabbled in crazy weight without rap, I was crazy straight

Potnah, I'm still spendin money from eighty-eight... what?

Chorus

Geyeah, know what? I'll make..

you and your wack mans fold like bad hands

Roll like Monopoly, ad-vance you copy me

like white crystals, I gross the most

at the end of the fiscal year than these niggaz can wish to

The dead presidential, canidate

with the sprinkles and the presidental, ice that'll offend you

In due time when crime fleas my mind

All sneak thieves and playa haters can shine

But until then I keep the trillion cut diamonds shinin brilliant

I'll tell you half the story, the rest you fill it in

Long as the villain

win

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