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letra de dead presidents - escobar

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[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-t

watch the throne mothaf-ka, pay homage on the illest alive
success is pr-ne mothaf-ka, im on it and you living to survive
my sh-t is so cold yo, and the game need theraflu
per se, i f-ck whatchu say inventin banks like a jew

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!ll 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 n0body could toss me, grazie but
n0body 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 mothaf-kin abraham lincoln i get, i know the worth

i’m out for dead presidents

[hook]

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