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malcolm elliott - dead presidents lyrics

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[verse 1: malcolm elliott]

yea, sleep

it’s hibernation

look

i want them presidents
i don’t stay on earth
i’m not a resident
you better take a
look at evidence
the flow is heaven sent

god gave the people
what they waiting to see
they here for you but
they been waiting on me

and yea i’m back from the cave
to put yo favorite rapper
back in the grave
paleontologist wit hollow tips

school of hard knocks
skip college
this hood politics
malcolm xavier
protect the populous
detroit gothem or metropolis

a rhyme soldier
you know i’m
exposing devine cobras
walking a fine line
cause i gotta touch the people
but still be lethal

i came in first
now here go the sequel
i see you even
when you see through

you better believe it
been so hungry
man i been feeling bulimic
getting colder man
man i been feeling anemic

dreaming i’m what the
game has been needing
you can’t duck me
but you keep bobbing and weaving
in my city we be like
give me a reason

you know it is what it is
they’ll hit you in the crib
wit ya kids, where ya live
keep a bib on the babies

boy just got that liquid flow
that’s word to stacy
i see you in denial
i’m more euphrates
you can’t escape me

i’m sick as rabies
but lately i see where
them dead presidents a take me
i gotta feed the fam

but i know what to do
if you trust in the man
these chickens ain’t got a clue
they just clucks with the clan

dead presidents

[hook]

[verse 2: malcolm elliott]

check me out look

said it’s the el presidentae
the watch presidential
don’t care bout what you say
cause you don’t care
bout what i been through

and life can beat you down
but the sensei just took a senzu
ask for saviour, the lord said
malcolm man i sent you

see, i don’t be stressing
cause i know with this blessing
i’m destined to bring music
out of oppression
spreading love as the message

my direction is to
show the adolescence
i’m strapped with weapons
that’s not that smith and wesson

check it
it’s called a pad and pencil
think p-ss the mental
rappers are, pads and menstruals
i’m past potential

if they don’t p-ss essentials
it’s mad suspenseful
cl-ssmates ain’t even
have utensils
i have credentials

school systems
see the differential
i’m influential every instrumental
dumb it down
well the word ain’t simple

they still sleeping
on the kid so
when i wake ’em up
no i won’t be gentle

don’t be mad at me
swimming through
my flow like a manatee
even though
i’m over ya head like a canopy

dead presidents
they test humanity
stretch your sanity
exploit your vanity
worship like christianity

everybody asking how i
spit it with a p-ssion but
still lacking the profanity
man i wish i knew how

don’t know why you
jealous of the money?
well you do now
cause dead presidents
had slaves then
the way they do now

presidents

sleep

c’mon man
you underestimated
the greatest
it’s hibernation



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