Lyrics:
drowsy
Stop tryin' to foul me
Sayin' that we're lousy
But I'm a tyrant, defiant, walkin' New York Giant
President of the Wu
But I'm also a client
mind counting them digits
I hit a lick then I’m back home by dinner
No I don’t wrestle
I still hit my finisher
Ya da boy Mastered
Flipping that P
Now my
living legend, ever green
Governator, Mr Universe, Olympia
Years gone by and the movie star
Proudly ran for governor
You need to go specifically
living legend, ever green
Governator, Mr Universe, Olympia
Years gone by and the movie star
Proudly ran for governor
You need to go specifically
God give me strength to recover, God give me strength overcome
God put together something good for me, that can’t be undone
Hand on the good book
Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps
I get indicted after my product's released
We a different form, a different centrifugal force
Every line is
Don't shoot
Mr President we're all watching
Can't you see we got army guns
And when you see the kids dropping
I really try to keep to myself
Keep getting
Mr. Aireq Jonsin
(Wooh)
Alright so
I ain't got no way to set this shit up
But this is the type of chick I'm looking for
That's all I gotta say
They
of thing
That goes on in their residence (YEAH)
If in doubt grab a muffin and
Stick your cake up the president (BUN FIGHT)
I don't think it's the kind
and NAACP and in particular Rev james
Orange, Mrs alice Johnson and Rev love
Who we just lost last year
So I'm duty-bound to be here to simply say
That it is
Fruit Company was losing profits because Arbenze was giving us fair pay too. So the Fruit Company went to President Truman and asked for a revolution.
(555)
It's about the race to the fortune
The race to the green
Tell us to buy more little tokens
For Mr. President's slot machine
555 (555)
555 (555)
You’ll have the power but you’ll never have control
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday Mr. President
Happy birthday to you
Though
the microphone split
Play Mr Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
Mr President I got a request
One of the Bill of Rights should be for motherfuckers to pay me
It ain't cause I'm lazy I've been working four years
diamond
Y'all 'bout to make me bring my chopper out retirement
I'm from the six, I'm just a product of my environment
I'm the trap president, I'm not
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
(Hi, Brad)
(Hello, Mr. President)
(Happy to see you)
(What's "Same here" in Ukrainian?)
("Так само", We speak different languages in our life)
(Yes,
That's when shit change obama's president
The Steelers won the 6th ring
So I ain’t through trying
I feel like I can do anything
Started small town now we
I'm a hustla
Bust you wit the Mac
Never trust you wit the sack
In fact, when you ready get feddy out the Lac
I'll block patrol
Dead presidents
inspire to be
Feds on my back from my ties to criminology
Can't look back now, tomorrow's never promised B
Where I'm from, for (president) we voted Eric
Dear Mr President
What you say is irrelevant
Always leaking intelligence
Even the news ain't making sense
We in the dark now world ran by sharks
I’m elastic, Mr. Fantastic tigga
Wishbone nedicine guess I’m supposed to Elephant
Gon’ with the President, use to live on Tennyson
Gon’ with the Diagon
Your Excellentee's, your Mr President
On behalf of Mrs. Kennedy, her children and the parents and sisters of Robert Kennedy, I want
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