Dead Presidents lyrics

by

MF DOOM


[Intro: Kanye West & Nas]
George Bush doesn’t care about black people
Presidents to represent me (yeah)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (yeah)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (yeah)
I'm out for dead (f*ckin') presidents to represent me

[Verse 1: Welly P]
And I will never grow up, I’m a grown ass kid
I swear that I should be locked up for stupid sh*t that I did
n*ggas can’t mess with me, like Puff is f*cking with Big
With my big bro Mase, I know you f*cking with this
The rhymes hypnotic, I’m finna become iconic
And you b*tch friend-zone so yeah, we stay platonic
Fire burning inside my eyes, this the music that saved my life
Y’all be calling it hip hop, I be calling it hypnotized
Hypnotized, trap my body but free my mind
n*ggas tripping off different colors, f*ck that sh*t we all brothers
Different people but same struggle, life problems are hard to juggle
But don’t trip, I got you, we all eat wonton soup
But what the f*ck am I talking bout, gets hard to swallow with cotton mouth
Hold up, lemme slow it down, cause I can swallow bout a hundred pounds
Yeah, he never told, who he gone tell? We top of the totem poll
This is Dream Team, meets the Supreme Team
When me and Mase get together, we predict the weather
However, whenever, my bars are so clever it might rain whenever, yeah
But please don’t laugh, there are no jokes
Might go Marcus Smart, and hit them folks
Might go Marcus Smart, and hit them folks
Tripping with the (record noise), git, grrraah

[Hook: Nas (x2)]
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead (f*ckin') presidents to represent me

[Verse 2: May Rock]
Reppin dead presidents, I’m feeling presidential
Just letting the people know that my rapping’s got some potential
I’m showing off what I can do with paper and a pencil
It wasn't accidental, and my rhymes are fundamental
You only get one night, I got your ass for rental
Shawty gave me brain and then I made her lose my mental
And shawty lemme drill all in her mouth, I call that dental
She didn't even feel the pain, she didn't need no novacane
I overcame and overdid what they exclaimed
Now my raps are popular by critical acclaim
Life's a card game, I got a pocket full of aces
And them dead presidents, all green faces
If I'm with anybody i'm with her, f*ck Donald Trump
If he's becoming President this country's really f*cked
Get us into trouble have pull out the AK
Shots fired like the ones that hit JFK
RIP to the person for the people
I'm feeling blessed like a church and a steeple
Asking me to snitch, b*tch I ain't sayin nada
Can you get that through your medulla oblongata
Selling more albums than Troy Ave, I’m real
I’m independent man, I majored without a deal
Sweet like banana split every time I peel
I’m just making dead presidents, motherf*cker how it feel

[Bridge: Nas & [May Rock]]
Dead (f*ckin') presidents to represent me [tell me how it feel]
Dead (f*ckin') presidents to represent me
Dead (f*ckin') presidents to represent me
Dead (f*ckin') presidents to represent me

[Hook: Nas (x2)]

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