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They in the back of my head my ancestors talking to me Trying to hear what they said Hold up, all of my leaders are dead So I salute them For all
Sometimes being alone what you need the most Surrounded by dead presidents like I'm seeing ghost Always speed racing gotta chase it life come at you fast
because he lacked faith But instead, he was shot by another black face Another day in the ghetto, Where this young black girl was being ignored by her
presidents Fete Mula Dividends Guap Guala Cheese Dead presidents Dat Fete Dat Mula Them Dividends Chorus: I go get the money I go get the money I go get
Bow Your Head By Peralta Chorus- Bow your head the presidents dead First Ladies white dress is covered in red They said he went to heaven But he
Red rum red rum it's tricky like rev run I don't talk about the president's unless its dead ones It was shake and bake back then I used to make bread
Dead president fuck the president Manson's strive for power While I work to save my residents He owns you even though he never told you Mark
the same dream money the main thang is all I membrane and I Know it was just all to a dead end I guess that's why they call em Dead presidents is the moment
You're about to hear a tale of an indestructible man, he's dead and hes PISSED. He's roamin' the streets at night lookin' for ways to DIE. Should
Before I possessed vices I was a good boy with virtues Looking up to dead President's sculptured statues But I changed when my favourites taught me
Allen and Albert, Dead Presidents we out for Menace To Society Black Male Alpha but We don’t fraternize our pockets we capitalize For upper case faces in
talk was psychic thoughts Flashbacks, all the past blacks trapped in the present Killin for dead presidents, where every ghetto residence is
collapse rap shows at a standstill Some racial circuits the frequencies can't handle The funk tracks produced by EPMD But it's a fat jam, that will never
Uh yeah Jones, uh Now we set them presidents, to get them presidents Over the ones that are dead, we'll put guns to your head Put dots on your loaf
Pour ceux qui attestent qu'on sent la mort comme la peste. J'suis blanc & tu me détestes, j'suis comme les murs de ta tèce. J'ai grave envie d'bédave
ahead of the feds cll of my presidents I love them dead Never be hesitant I get the bread Hurry up give me bread before I get baking cnd make an example
the trouble, much closer I'm only twenty-three but my mind is older, and it'll forever be Dead presidents to the homies, death to my enemies Murder, murder,
They say I'm gonna be dead by day From the words I say, so hey If I get a little wicked it's ok But I gotta get paid fuckin' ay I'm not bitin' my
sports or anything really i Felt neglected by my family Growing up as well i've had Many ideas that always felt Superior compared to others, I Knew that my
broad day By a craze lunatic with a gun Who just happened to work on the same block in a library book depository Where the President would go for
fingerprints Chris Tucker, Laurence Tate, Dead Presidents Dead white boys spread across the coffee table Don't know maybe I'll start me up a record label
Zdrasti Mr. President How you been, how’s the wife It’s been a minute since we talked And I got some things on my mind I’m Starting simple Not too
dangerous All the demons in my head be sayin' kill em quick Ay, you talkin' like I ain't dangerous Just want dead presidents, don't want another bitch Ay, you
why I'm around, will you still stick with me? Never wana stand by me Just wana still from me My refusal gets your sharp thing under my skin like in
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