President T - Ending Careers lyrics

[Intro:] Shout out to Danny Weed Public Announcement, I am President T. And I am immortal. I don't even age, remember that I don't even age. [Verse 1:] Ending careers, Prez I heard you're ending careers. Who do you roll with? Two, three, four pioneers. Spoke to my peers, they were like cheers. Burying MCs from day to day, and engineers Stranger appears, woah, rah, Started the chief, start of the term. Now you're a gangster how do you turn Prez, you're kind of safe, also a little bit stern King of the culture, no concern Call me a vulture, ga**ed up youths I burn, nah it's not a network, can't see a blue tick I broke the magic, won't see a new trick. [Hook 1:] Talking, talking it's not the truth Talking, talking it's not the truth Claiming, claiming without the proof I know man that will come to your roof Talking, talking it's not the truth Talking, talking it's not the truth Trust I'm talking truth Why do you want to mislead the youth? [Verse 2:] Pick up the pace, I said pick up the pace Go against man like I, won't look into my face None of these mic man come from my bits, Stick to the music - turntables and a mix He will never use it, them man start with the [?] Never had a teacher, are you in track? No, must be a feature. Walk in the room, spray what I like President preacher, woah, rah, it's not a stand up, Price on my head, couldn't put a grand up Yeah I sold white, mine was tanned up Please watch your mouth, might get banged up Trust me they were never raw in the game, them man are dragged up. [Hook 2:] Them man are dragged up, dragged up Them man are dragged up, dragged up Please watch your mouth, might get banged up Them man are dragged up, dragged up Them man are dragged up, dragged up Them man are dragged up, dragged up Please watch your mouth, might get banged up Please count your stars, I never got tagged up. [Verse 3:] Please count your stars Said to my girlfriend, please count up the cars, wow. I was up north with Danny, but I weren't smoking. Two, three dogs nobody down for the stroking. There's not a match in UK Rap. Keep this ting on a music flex, or find a UK strap. I heard a few good tapes, I ain't gonna lie. I ain't gonna buy. Most of the stuff is scrap, woah. I was in grime when you was in nursery, Stranger Returns, my anniversary. 100 bags, man wanna burst me. There's a little streak, you can look firstly, k** off k**y