Jay-z - Dead Presidents III

Song Rating: 7.56/10

Song lyrics:

[Intro]
D-P, D-P, D-P III
III, III, III, D-P III

[Verse 1]
While others spit that Wonderama sh**, me and my conglomerates
Same crime, bigger trial, Your Honor s** a dick
Let me live out my dreams, until my heart give out
Devour cream, you know exactly what this is about
f** yall mean, handlin since a teen
Like LeBron or Sebastian, high school graduates
Straight to the league, I aint waitin for my knee to blow
Yesterday I was needin this dough
Get it? I was kneadin this dough
Long as your math is fast if your readin is slow
Yo, my life aint rosy but I roll with it
My mind was fine till the dough hit er
Then told me that the Mo did it
And now its Kosher, sh** is so Hasidic
I blow a digit on the diamond at San Tropé visits
And wont miss it, so dont twist it
Young is just as nice more wrists than 96 TRICK

[Bridge]
DPIII, YES!


Washingtons go to wifey, you know how that go
Jacksons go back then we cop us some mo
The Benjamins go in the stash box under the floor
Im out for presidents to represent me, now you know
DPIII, DPIII

[Verse 2]
My boy Sig said he was on a tier where no tears can fall
Cause he was on the block where no squares get off
See in my inner circle, all we do is ball
Til we all got triangles on our wall
Aint just rapping for the platinum, yall record
I recall, cause Ive really been there before
Never fall behind, cause I think too forward
All about the grind like me so horny
Warned you early on about my mindset
You thought it was an empty bomb threat
Til I flew into the building like
100 Osamas said to do a few millions
Expose the world to a hustlers true feelings
I came into this game with nothing to prove
Youll never stop a n***a in that type of mood
So every move I make confuse the industry
Im out for presidents to represent me
DP III

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 06:43