Marlon Craft - Dead Presidents Craftstyle lyrics

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Marlon Craft - Dead Presidents Craftstyle lyrics

[Intro: Nas] 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 dead presidents to represent me [Verse 1: Marlon Craft] Catch me on your local corner screaming f** Juliani With my whole crew behind me and like four brews inside me Got my foot up in the door but what I won't do is lobby For your love based on trends and never spoke to [?] I promise to keep it straight, won't let these labels put me Promise when I'm a celeb that I won't grab 'em by the p**y Trump's [?], even that old f** boy himself I ain't lying to the young boys don't want poisonious wealth That's why I don't sweat the haters or engage in their banter Their opinions can be swayed and none of them got the answers They aspire to my level but nothing about me standed Can't tamper with the evidence evident in my standards And you say I ain't New York, then you don't know what it is I got a dollar slice pizza grease stained in my Tims Lookie, lookie, they mistook me and they all overlook me Couldn't read between the lines but now they all wanna book me I been a factor now all a sudden they want be benefactors Send 'em packing I ain't in to acting, me I'm into action So thus ends this interaction 'Cause you wasn't down when it was rough out here like a winter jacket Fair weather friends I guess that's why they call them that I'm tryna bring the [?] back 'Cause money, pills [?] new freshman [?] starter pack Hope [?] you sound like you sponsored in all your raps Since when being a junkie was way, I'm in a daze fam I walk past fiends every single day fam And this is what you want the kids to be, you getting played fam And I'm a monster on the mic and this ain't Space Jam I'm higher than the d** like they was laced fam, I'm spitting truth So all you haters only [?] fire me I leave 'em all sorry like some Indian atiress The unemployable, late night deli loiterer corrupt corporation plot foiler is crafty And when I spit they yell "oh" like a taxi And you can find me where the fax beats 'til I'm relaxing I'm meditating, letting go of times when I was hesitating Tryna be a voice to make the sleeping sheep get awaken So f** a reputation I do this for respiration Lot of people wasn't next to me is tryna get adjacent Now, they telling me that I'mma make it now I tell 'em it's the first amendment watch how far I take it now, yeah

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