Abscaand - Dead Presidents II lyrics

[Verse 1: Abscaand] Here today and gone tomorrow, this world is filled with sorrow Days like this, I feel like drowning my tears in the bottom of a bottle And wallowing in my sorrow for a little bit, my soul is hollow So, if you want to follow me, you better tread cautiously You don't know me, you should be watching what I'm doing I'm in hot pursuit of dead presidents to spend It's evident that the living expenses are getting higher At any moment, I could get fired from my day job If you think I'm in this game to get flier, I'm not Life can be hard at times, coming with harder rhymes I slaughter mines/minds, you ought to be fond of mine Won't compromise for a bottom line, which is why I'll stand the test of time Destined to be reputable with the rhyme By the time my soul retires, I want to be OG like Andre 3 Stacks Find me a match and I'll ignite the track That's a double entendre for my competitive spirit When I find an opponent, the fire is lit like Johnny Storm But never dissing, I only wish to hone my sk**s Cause I've got visions of getting a deal and collecting bills I'm selfless and far from helpless I want to see my people Excel like Microsoft I hope you're doing well and find true happiness, but only time will tell In the words of the Beastie Boys, "I rock well" [Verse 2: Abscaand] Big ups to Jay-Z, he's one of the people that made me Laced with a little bit of Rakim, Kool G, and Slim Shady It's crazy how inspiration pa**es long after the person is gone In that way, I guess we all can live long Word to A$AP Rocky, rest in peace to Spock I'm glad that the trap rappers are prospering, let's not Forget where we came from, the lyrics that made the Culture what it is, as an emcee, I'm supposed to Support the lyrical aspect of rap, I know the vultures Are scoping us, in hopes that we'll ignore them, uh, no, sir They want full control of the game, if you come closer We'll be forced to expose you, I swear this game's a roller Coaster of emotions, and it's more than a chip on My shoulder, it's the size of two boulders, Atlas couldn't Hold it, and the people that control it, they don't know a Thing about it, highly doubt it, they do what they're told to Selling the records, and never respected the legends that came before them Given the rhythm and spitting the venom when given the pencil, you know I'm In a momentum, I'm getting revenge on the enemy with tremendous Lyrical sk**, when I spit it, it's real, I'm sure you'll feel this, if not, then Unleashing armageddon, and shredding whatever competitor is in my way I'm spitting what I have to say, my sk** you'll never diminish I'm on my way to becoming a veteran with the sentence The rhyme menace, you know it's a fly rhyme when I'm in it