DEAD PRESIDENTS FREESTYLE

Duration

3:46

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Verse1: Tell me why these Niggas is bringing they knifes to a gun fight/ Niggas tryna shine well I won’t until I’m sun bright/ Unlike the rest of you members out the drum line/ Nick canon Just a lil patience and you all can be sumthing nice/ Over pricing when your style is under-rated/ Is like blocking the air out of yo wind pipe/ you suffocating/ I Guess they fake it til they make it/ & niggas shouting out the word real so much it’s getting mistaking/ Like them familiar faces I thought I knew you/ Until you find out that the ones that’s familiar is the ones tryna screw you/ I don’t how but everything is everything/ They quick 2 hype it up but never be apart of the shit when it goes down/ oh wow Just say it so/ Its seem natural once you realize we all came here alone/ Like a single mother you have no1/ They told I ain’t shit well I guess I got a show em/ It fucking figures I guess they’ll believe me when my buzz start getting Bigger/ I might have graduated but I’m still a Lil Nigga/ From the nine on his grind 4 the money its bout his time/ Cuz they don’t even see that I’m Creeping up from behind/ I’m like a shadow in the night time/ Thinkn of when my mother told me 2 pipe down/ Music on coming up wit all these nice lines/ Leericole Leericz finer then white wine/ So I’m Thought I Flop it must have been an illusion/ I’m on the corner selling but it’s never prostitution/ I got’s to do it when you recording the hottest music/ That yo city has ever heard I’m Blessed Hallelujah/ But I don’t pray much sadly I know I need 2/ Because in this movie called life you know it’s not a sequel/ I ain’t tryna die yet I’m still a bird in its nest nigga I ain’t fly yet/ I still aint recorded a cd you niggas can buy yet/ Am I next 2 Blow no well that’s what they telling me/ But I don’t give a fuck like I practice celibacy/ Niggas like crabs in a bucket quit 2 bring you down with em/ Especially if you a nigga that’s hot & you sound different/ The times ticking & we aint getting no younger/ The only thing that grows with the pain is hunger/ I’m starving 4 a meal let a nigga eat/ I’m tryna feast so I ain’t talking bout yo lil beefs/ Wouldn’t be enough feed a little king/ Unsatisfied like a woman wit a lil ring/ Its Hammer time Just thinking of what I’m finna do/ Kill the game & make these other rappers miserable/ Don’t feel ashamed I’m tryna do like no other rapper’s ever done it/ Cuz I be moving like no other rappers ever functioned/ Gotta love me that don’t mean I love you back/ And if I do then it’s never like I’m loving rap/ Just Face the Facts/