Представляем точный текст композиции "Dead Presidents II" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jay-Z . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Dead Presidents II» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jay-Z передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jay-Z - "Dead Presidents II"
Lyrics to Dead Presidents II : [Chorus:] "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 wanna 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 villian win I spend Japan yen, attend major events Catch me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is bitin J-A-Y hyphen, controllin, manipulatin I got a good life man, pounds and pence Nuff dollars make sense, while you ride the bench Catch me swinging for the fence Dead Presidents, ya know [Chorus] Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, so be it The Soviet, The Unified Steady Flow You already know, you light Im heavy roll, heavy dough Mic macheted your flow, your paper falls slow like confetti, mines a steady grow, bet he glow Pay five dead it from blow, better believe I have eleven sixty to show, my doe flip like Tae-Kwon Jay-Z The Icon, baby, you like Dom, maybe this Cristals to change your life huh, roll with the winners Heavy spenders like hit records: Roc-A-Fella Dont get it corrected this shit is perfected from chips to chicks just drivin a Lexus Make it without your gun, we takin everything you brung We cake and you niggaz is fake and we gettin it done Crime Family, well connected Jay-Z And you fake thugs is Unplugged like MTV I empty three, take your treasure, my pleasure Dead presidentials, politics as usual Bla-ouw! "Dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (Whose...)" "Dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (Whose...)" "Dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (Whose...)" "Dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (Whose...)" [Chorus 2X] [ Dead Presidents II Lyrics ]
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