Escobar - DEAD PRESIDENTS lyrics

[Talkin] I want to start by sayin' man... I Love My Life.. I really do. [/Talkin] Verse 1 : I ain't THOMAS PAINE, refrain but I got common sense I've been rhyming since, common's sixth sense I've been political, and its critical to be correct And If you ain't come correct, best protect ya neck Word To Wu-Tang Clan, Man I'm da man the 3rd ESCOBAR I told yall I had bars, since J they've been apalled I want it all , so ima have it all and won't fall I want it all, even if I gotta take it all and crawl I got flow for hoes like amber rose, its WEST SIDE I'm COAST TO COAST AND I'vE, been ready to die And While you dudes fued and talk about Ye's Relationship Yall get so into it, like if even Jay would give a sh** Watch The Throne Mothafuka, pay homage on the illest alive Success is prone mothafuka, im on it and you living to survive My sh** is so cold yo, and the game need theraflu Per se, I f** whatchu say inventin banks like a j** In my time, time is backwards centuries ago yo I could flow rewind, towards the back of woes Im sayin, Ima Legend spittin tha gospel Im Praying, that foes ain't lost hope Friends, Don't let the devil win again Amen With God you can't lose, so u sin again Rockin Cardigans, ridin on my car, WHAT UP And you can hate me now while the projects SHOOT UP [Hook] Verse 2: I'm Sittin' in the project bench, I saw thru the henchman I ain't living on the past forever, man I got plans And the Anchor Man, knows the medias propaganda I'm invincible, not invisible In Uganda The Children just caught on to the wordPLAy They thirstay ferreal, it's real I dont play Politics is screwed up, and my pockets is chewed up How's it going officer, it ain't my record u bouta screw up And thats my word, its bond c'mon I k** songs Take it in blood, what up cuz, u ain't a maricon I'm on a marathon, bumpin reggeaton and you know That I look like baritone, its known my eyes glow They glossy, and nobody could toss me, grazie but Nobody can top or stop me, thats the state of mind WHAT? You dont know', won't hurt im fighting ignorance When in a trance, the devil is your last dance U last in the rat race at a pace, thats soooo slow Your getting burnt, im turnt man im living my life I flows letters better than those who rock shows Differential, Substantiality, I roll the dice It's my life, taking it one, two steps at a time Presedential ether to Whoever told you that I can't rhyme I do it for the times, that was grime, I'm from the dirt So every mothafukin Abraham Lincoln I get, I know the WORTH I'm Out for Dead Presidents [Hook] [Outro]