Essay About Sneak Thieves And Possible Ways

Dead Presidents
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“Presidents to represent me” –> Nas
“Get money!”
“Im out for presidents to represent me”
“Get money!”
“Im out for presidents to represent me”
“Get money!”
“Im out for dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (Whose)”
Rock… on, Roc-A-Fella yall
The saga continues
Ahh, who want to
bet us that we dont touch leathers
Stack cheddars forever, live treacherous all the et ceteras
To the death of us, me and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, yall niggaz just rhyme
By the ounce dough accumulates like snow
We dont just shine, we illuminate the whole show; you feel me?
Factions from the other side would love to kill me
Spill three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat
Fuck em, we hate a nigga lovin this life
In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin my life
Hospital days, reflectin when my man laid up
On the Uptown high block he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slippin, this is a minor set back
Yo, still in all we livin, just dream about the get back
That made him smile though his eyes said, “Pray for me”
Ill do you one better and slay these niggaz faithfully
Murder is a tough thing to digest, its a slow process
and I aint got nothin but time
I had near brushes, not to mention three shots
close range, never touched me, divine intervention
Cant stop I, from drinkin Mai-Tais, with Ta Ta
Down in Nevada, ha ha, Poppa, word life
I dabbled in crazy weight without rap, I was crazy straight
Potnah, Im still spendin money from eighty-eight… what?
Chorus
Geyeah, know what? Ill make..
you and your wack mans fold like bad hands
Roll like Monopoly, ad-vance you copy me
like white crystals, I gross the most
at the end of the fiscal year than these niggaz can wish to
The dead presidential, canidate
with the sprinkles and the presidental, ice thatll offend you
In due time when crime fleas my mind
All sneak thieves and playa haters can shine
But until then I keep the trillion cut diamonds shinin brilliant
Ill tell you half the story, the rest you fill it in
Long as the villain
win