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marlon craft - dead presidents craftstyle lyrics

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[intro: nas]
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 presidents to represent me

[verse 1: marlon craft]
catch me on your local corner screaming f-ck juliani
with my whole crew behind me and like four brews inside me
got my foot up in the door but what i won’t do is lobby
for your love based on trends and never spoke to who i be
i promise to keep it straight, won’t let these labels put me
promise when i’m a celeb that i won’t grab ’em by the p-ssy
love trumps all, even that old f-ck boy himself
i ain’t lying to the young boys don’t want poisonious wealth
that’s why i don’t sweat the haters or engage in their banter
their opinions can be swayed and none of them got the answers
they aspire to my level but nothing about me standed
can’t tamper with the evidence evident in my standards
and you say i ain’t new york, then you don’t know what it is
i got a dollar slice pizza grease stained in my tims
lookie, lookie, they mistook me and they all overlook me
couldn’t read between the lines but now they all wanna book me
i been a factor now all a sudden they want be benefactors
send ’em packing i ain’t in to acting, me i’m into action
so thus ends this interaction
’cause you wasn’t down when it was rough out here like a winter jacket
fair weather friends i guess that’s why they call them that
i’m tryna bring the [?] back
’cause money, pills , lean , a new freshman ten starter pack
hope [?] you sound like you sponsored in all your raps
since when being a junkie was way, i’m in a daze fam
i walk past fiends every single day fam
and this is what you want the kids to be, you getting played fam
and i’m a monster on the mic and this ain’t sp-ce jam
i’m higher than the drugs like they was laced fam, i’m spitting truth
so all you haters only kindling the fire
me i leave ’em all sorry like some indian atiress
the unemployable, late night deli loiterer corrupt corporation plot foiler is crafty
and when i spit they yell “oh” like a taxi
and you can find me where the fax beats ’til i’m relaxing
i’m meditating, letting go of times when i was hesitating
tryna be a voice to make the sleeping sheep get awaken
so f-ck a reputation i do this for respiration
lot of people wasn’t next to me is tryna get adjacent
now, they telling me that i’mma make it now
i tell ’em it’s the first amendment watch how far i take it now, yeah



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