Текст песни Dead Presidents, Jay Z

[Chorus:]
Presidents to represent me, (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...)

[Intro:]
Rock on, Roc-A-Fella, y'all!

[Verse 1:]
While others spit that Wonderama shit,
Me and my conglomerate
Shall remain anonymous caught up in the finest shit,
Live out my dreams until my heart give out,
Involved with C.R.E.A.M., you know exactly what this shit's about.
Fuck y'all mean? Handlin' since a teen, I dish out
Like the point guard off your favorite team, without doubt,
My life ain't rosy but I roll with it,
My mind was fine 'til the dough hit it,
And told me that the Mo' did it.
And now it's kosher, shit is so Hasidic,
I blow a digit on a diamond in a minute but, no, bitches,
Watch how I'm walkin',
'Cause even the thoroughest niggas be narcin'
Tryna strike a bargain, hopin' that they might get pardoned.
Shit I'm involved with, got me pins and needles,
And my cerebral breeds the wickedest evil,
Thoughts that this sport'll feed you,
Peep facts, in the game so deep fiends could catch a
Freeze off my kneecap, can y'all believe that?
Got the city drinkin' Cristals, re-up the fee,
Rappers goin' broke tryna keep up with me,
My rise to riches surprised the bitches, think harder,
You know this nigga: Jay-Z, Shawn Carter.
G.S. the fuck up, dree-ess the fuck up,
Watch me shine like a Breitling, Breguets the fuck up,
All rhymers forget it like Alzheimer's,
Small timers, I said it, I'm addressin' all drama,
Talk to me!

[Chorus:]
I'm out for presidents to represent me, (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...)
I'm out for presidents to represent me, (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...)

[Verse 2:]
So sick of niggas,
"I want money like Cosby", – who wouldn't?
This the kinda talk
That make me think you probably ain't got no pudding,
Niggas got them kinda dreams from jail,
You in the streets, nigga, make your moves, get your mail.
Niggas'll coast in the SL but can't post bail,
Niggas'll, roast a L but, scared to throw your toast, well,
I'm here to tell niggas it ain't all swell,
There's heaven, then there's hell, niggas.
One day you're cruisin' in your 7,
Next day you're sweatin', forgettin' your lies,
Alibis ain't matchin' up, bullshit catchin' up,
Hit with the RICO, they repo your veh-i-cle,
Everything was all good just a week ago.
'Bout to start bitchin', ain't you?
Ready to start snitchin', ain't you?
I'll forgive your weak-ass: hustlin' just ain't you,
Aside from the fast cars, honies that shake they ass at bars,
You know you wouldn't be involved
With the underworld dealers, carriers of MAC-millers,
East Coast bodiers, West Coast cap-peelers,
Little monkey niggas turn gorillas,
Stopped in the station, filled up on octane
And now they not sane and not playin', that goes without sayin',
Slayin' day in and day out,
When money play in, then they play you out.
Tryna escape my own mind, lurkin' the enemy
Representin' infinity with presidencies, you know?

[Bridge:]
Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me, (Whose...)
Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me, (Whose...)
Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me, (Whose...)
Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me. (Whose...)

[Chorus:]
I'm out for presidents to represent me, (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 presidents to represent me, (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 presidents to represent me, (Get money!)
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me. (Whose...)
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