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letra de dead presidents - mac miller

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intro

presidents to represent me

i’m out for presidents to represent me

i’m out for presidents to represent me

…

it’s easy mac dawg

yeah, yeah

verse 1

please acknowledge me

f-ck the dreams of the quality

i outta be a leader but ain’t n0body follow me

world wants to swallow me right into the dirt

but f-ck that, i’d rather a clique put three in my shirt

i’m headed to heaven, crash landed in h-ll

my moms ain’t understand that she’s the manner …

she got me trapped like a cell so i’ll portal some …

and lay back asap i’ma yell my farewell

cause i excel from the other side of the world

where the grass is greener and the sh-lls carry pearls

and i’m here now, but one day i’ll be gone

until then i smoke a big l and put it on

cause i just live my life like that

in stead of fighting back i chill and write rap

cause i dream of the day where people pay to have my songs

you hate my style cause it’s ancient like babylon

and when rap is gone, i’ll be too

you won’t see me anymore, but i’ll see you

and free you? nah, i’ll think i’ll keep you a slave

cause your mind is in the dark like the back of the cave

and back in the day, while i wasn’t here

visine in my eyes still nothing is clear

if hiphop is dead, then i’m the resurrection

represented by presidents all same complexions

chorus

i’m out for presidents to represent me

i’m out for presidents to represent me

i’m out for presidents to represent me

…

i’m out for presidents to represent me

i’m out for presidents to represent me

i’m out for presidents to represent me

…

yo, yo

verse 2

i got a target on my chest, red dot on my head

i’ll be hiding from the monsters i got under my bed

everybody has their demons leave ‘em preying on his needs

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the worlds without a meaning, i be fiending for the trees

it’s easy mac, i’ll be mackin’ it with ease

i’m the king of the land, the air and the seas

please, who you know that doesn’t like me?

and now my mind is f-cked up, like i just took a valium

i’m sorry daddy that i didn’t bring back medallions

no grades to put up on the fridge, and i’m sorry that i didn’t grow up as a kid

cause i grew up like a man, you need to understand

that i know that everything i got was poured up in my hand

yeah

it’s my life, so you need to let me live it

kids so privileged, kid is so gifted

you never like my fit then call me the mad hatter

but i’m k!lling wack rappers cats that rap blacker

thought i act black cause i’m sagging jeans

and i’m just doing my work while i’m bagging up weed yeah

the haters, man they’re nothing to me

you told me that i gotta work hard, nothing is free yeah

it’s all in my mind for the paper

mother earth is mine, imma take her

outro

- mac miller

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