Mary J. Blige - Dead Presidents Remix lyrics

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Mary J. Blige - Dead Presidents Remix lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay-Z] While others spit that Wonderama sh**, me and my conglomerate Shall remain anonymous, caught up in the finest sh** Live out my dreams until my heart give out Involved with cream, you know exactly what this sh**'s about f** y'all mean? Handling since a teen, I dish out Like the point guard off your favorite team, without doubt My life ain't rosy but I roll with it My mind was fine 'til the dough hit it and told me that the Mo' did it And now it's kosher, sh** is so Hasidic I blow a digit on a diamond in a minute but no b**hes Watch how I'm walking cause even the thoroughest n***as be narkin' Tryin' to strike a bargain hoping that they might get pardoned sh** I'm involved with got me pins and needles And my cerebral breeds the wickedest evil thoughts that this sport'll feed you Peep facts, in the game so deep fiends could catch ya Freeze off my knee cap, can y'all believe that? Got the city drinking Cristals, re-up the fee Rappers going broke, tryin' to keep up with me My rise to riches surprised the b**hes: think harder You know this n***a, Jay-Z, Shawn Carter G.S. the f** up, dress the f** up Watch me shine like a Breitling, begets the f** up All rhymers forget it like Alzheimer's Small timers, I said it, I'm addressing all dramas Talk to me [Hook: Mary J. Blige] So take me as I am, (take me as I am) Or have nothing at all (nothing at all) Just take me, as I am Or have nothing at all [Verse 2: Nas] I sip the Dom P, watching Gandhi til I'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement Understandable smooth sh** that murderers move with The thief's theme - play me at night, they won't act right The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe The mind activation, react like I'm facing Time like Pappy Mason, with pens I'm embracing Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets And the Nikes on my feet makes my cipher complete Whether cruising in a Six cab or Montero Jeep I can't call it; the beats make me falling asleep I keep falling, but never falling six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me I'm out for presidents to represent me I'm out for dead f**ing presidents to represent me [Extended Hook: Mary J. Blige] So take me as I am, (take me as I am) Or have nothing at all (nothing at all) I can only be me, yeah I can only be me, yeah So, take me Take me as I am Or have nothing at all (nothing at all) Take me Said it's all or nothing at all Said it's all or nothing at all