Prezidential Candidates - On Da Korner Remix lyrics

[Hook] [Verse 1: Prez] Uh I'm poppin' bottles of prescribed medication for players I'm pushin' pills and paink**ers to relieve this frustration Makin' millions off of rap is not a negotiation Hundreds of rappers done it, got famous, that's my motivation Runners, corner posters, pill fiends, and drug promoters I run this orchestration, you can call Prez the composer Wake up in Vegas, but I didn't star in "The Hangover" Chillin' on the corner brought me plenty of dough, like Homer I got mountains of that grain, but ain't talkin' granola My doja quota is over, ain't dealin' Coca-Cola Smokin' bowls wit my bros, but naw we ain't the Jonas Hocus pocus, Devil's gra** leaves me bold and soulless If you approached me like a hostess, and I seemed to notice I would probably cook you like some wings at Friday's, leave you boneless My business is vicious, and good luck if you witness Smokin' juicy fruit citrus, light you up like Christmas (OK then) [Hook] [Verse 2: Prez] When that car pull up wit tinted windows, I feel some doubt Like maybe if I slide into that backseat, I won't come back out I call these customers locusts, they leave me dry like droughts But don't stress nothin', you know I get weight in like a boxing bout You know I'm here to f** sh** up, I got some cruel intentions Get high every day, I think I need a intervention Oh, you depressed? Well here, take this for all your imperfections I run my neighborhood like I picked off a interception Got more ups and downs in this backpack than a elevator I run these white lines in the street, like I'm a tennis player Let me educate you, my dudes packin' like Texas Ranger These chambers releasin' lasers that cut you down like razors Sellin' White Widow, Sour Diesel, this marijuana Attempted robberies end in Kurt Cobain, that's no nirvana Leave your brains and your body layin' in terra-cotta These boys is screamin' for they mamas, f**in' prima donnas (OK then) [Hook]