Lyrics:
Zdrasti Mr. President
How you been, how’s the wife
It’s been a minute since we talked
And I got some things on my mind
I’m Starting simple
Not too
motion, where that light bulb make it click
Bitch
Okay, I'm back to dogging a hoes
Bitch I'm Mr.TooSmoove, I make your bitch get out her clothes
And that
At the weakest targets and scream in the name of God
Oh, Mr. President
Its hard to call you this way
Because you should work for all
Not judging on color, gender
got da coke?
Here go da money. you got the coke?
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Jumped in my cutlass, rollin
Belfast Ireland a little lady dropped her shovel in her garden
She raced across the yard and ask her neighbor Mrs Clancy what was that
In Memphis
babies
Ain't no fucking club me no fi enter
Do good and make me ah feel better
Me no need accolades fuck all ya medals
Smoke Juan bad man ah feel better
this business
I'm bout to rebel
There's not a bitch in sight
All block bench, all block gates
All gray fence, look who fucked it all up
Mr president i
the process of presidents
I'm a tnt and m-o-be
Mr. f-I-e-n to the d
Be-a double d-s to the t
? ? ? the barrel is chrome
Cause your ass ain't makin it home
We
on Lamar (On Lamar)
Backwoods high ian poppin no Bars
(I ain't popping no bars)
Full of dis Za plenty mo' in da Jar
(Plenty mo' in the jar)
I ain't no slave
is literal I swear
All the people hit the floor, it was blown up by a bear
And he must have had a bomb, but I really couldn’t tell
Then a wizard in
him a next president
The plight of OJ Simpson caused a civil unrest
Police beat up Rodney King until his face was a mess
Defend yourself by any means
We all have a journey to make
Step by step
Day by day
Now, it's important to stay present
But, you have to keep the end in mind
And let it guide you
and
Multiple digit's in excess
Ya family broke bread
But my family's bread was soggy
Till my brothers broke bricks like Mr miyagi
Now what the fuck
"Bring it
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by
Wreckonize, all my MIA
[GZA]
Formed in very a strong advanced post, east to west coast
Ahead of time, competition not even half close
Let's say, by no means,
[Hook Part 1 - Mr. GZus]
When you want to get this loot (right now)
When you want a Benz coupe (right now)
When you thug niggas gon' shoot (right
flying white doves
Objects in the mirror made
Of daisy-chained light bulbs ape Escape
Corner by the cemetery death bells
Breath held
In his head he donkey
Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
Miss guarded heart, Miss Independents
I knew you way before you became Miss Valents
I was Mr. Apprehensive
One
know
The struggle continues
R.I.P to the great Nelson Mandela
R.I.P to President Mugabe
I would like to introduce you to Africa's lost Monarch
He goes by
talk was psychic thoughts
Flashbacks, all the past blacks trapped in the present
Killin for dead presidents, where every ghetto residence
is
nigga by the dreadlocks
kick in the door break the chains and the dead lock
Jae Millz.
ay yo i been hittin his phone and still cant get 'em
i know he
And sentance with a life without rehabillitaion
Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger
It's my statment
Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you catch Osama,
by standers stand clear/
Staring in the sky at our symbol we are prepared/
If you hear me let me hear you say yeah/
Dr. Light went in his lab
New house by the sand
It cost a couple grand
Mimosa in my hand
Blow up
Ugh, it's time to put these plays in motion
Mimosa in my hand while I kick
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