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president t - day that i die lyrics

[intro : president t]
yo, you know
you know, i told you, i keep making it
no-ones breaking it down ’till the day that i die
all chatting sh-t, you know, i can see a mile off though
this what i do

[hook : president t]
i will keep making grime ’till the day that i die, day that i die, day that i die
’99 was the very last time, i was an average guy
i said, i will keep making grime ’till the day that i die, day that i die
i said, ’till the day that i die

[verse 1 : president t]
i’m not sure about you but, i’m not down for dubstep
give me garage anyday, something like two-step
i mean, i’m not sure about you but i’m not down for the trance
man said, “prez , over the years, you will enhance”
i was like, “presidential stance, so presidential”
look in my garden, what would you see? presidential plants
anything less, take me back to square, and i ain’t talking phil or grants
back to square, where you only get one chance
i’m not sure about you but, i’m not down for the sleaze
you can ask my son, he’s got p’s

[verse 2 : paper pabs]
f-ck them, they’re all -rs-holes
they want to kiss bare -rs-holes
they’re just vexed ’cause they run skets that i wouldn’t touch with a bargepole
f-ck them, they’re all weirdos
try move stiff like scarecrows
they’re just vexed ’cause when i go shopping, paper pabs buys bare clothes
only like chicks with cash in the purse
feel like pac when he made one first
man act hard, but i’ve done worse
only come last when she comes first
p-a-b times two plus y
drive by big four five, come try
in two worlds when i rap on beats
got two girls – one black, one greek

[verse 3 : meridian dan]
i don’t sell food but they call me the food man
man know that i’ll give man a box
i don’t like red meat that much trust me, man will go ham all over your chops
think you’re a rudeboy now?
will you be a rudeboy when it’s all on tops?
you can never challenge me, how?
man will start flipping out wild like ox
just cool ’cause you can never smile if i brandish
you don’t want to see mad man antics
if i see man act outlandish, every one of you is going to do gymnastics
make man run to the exit, mad like he went nuts on a ten bit
this mad life that i lived, never planned it
can’t have a man try p-ss in my sandpit

[verse 4 : milli major]
keep doing grime ’til i’m six foot deep
i’m like moses, them lot are sheep
took danny’s weed but i ain’t no creep
answer my phone and his brother phoned me, like what?
you’re a chief, don’t call my phone if you ain’t on greeze
when it comes to the crunch, me and my dogs squeeze
yeah, bun for your cheese if you really want beef
get on my flows, get your girlfriend sucking on my toes
diss me or my bros, i’ll lock off the whole high road
cause, i don’t have it, i’m not from this planet
i’ll back out the ting, make the boogeyman panic
check my genetics, you still wouldn’t get it
you couldn’t blow if you swallowed a grenade

- president t lyrics

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