Dead Prez

By Dillon Cooper

On X:XX

Released on October 20, 2014

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[Verse 1: Dillon Cooper]

My mental only seeing W's

Don't doubt it, cause the truth is right in front of you

As clear as day that I'm stunting and y'all don't want it

I'm cold blooded, murderous, I'mma dope hunter

I count my stacks in a padded room like I'm your buddy

Straight up, my temper hot, I cool it down tremendously

Can't jeopardize my life and end up with a sentence B

More better than most are clever

I never let no niggas touch my cheddar

Always remember what Hov said

They hate a nigga loving his life

Never forget the day I got that call that October night

Turn on the news and see three niggas shot, but one lost his life

My homie caught the bullets meant for y'all, this shit just ain't right

A pallbearer on my eighteenth birthday, yeah it changed me

I ain't Drake, but I'm telling y'all, nothing was the same G

Furthest thing from perfect, motherfuckers never loved us

Coop kill 'em with some tusk and leather on the come up, what?

Rolling marijuana when and where I wanna get high and faded

Ain't ever jaded, I'm wide awake and niggas mad

Y'all ain't never make it

And no debating my legacy gon' be celebrated in every nation

I'm elevated, you bitch, red life the fuck up

Crown heights the fuck up

Till the dumb schmucks [?] with no remorse

I'm showing off, they say that if you got it, you flaunted

Well I got it, I'm stacking precedence

Y'all niggas just want it


[Hook: Dillon Cooper]

I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)

I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)

I'm out for pounds to represent me (Right?)

I'm out for all these fucking presidents to represent me

I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)

I'm out for pounds to represent me (Say what?)

I'm getting euros, stacking up cheech (Right?)

I'm out for all these fucking presidents to represent me


[Verse 2: A La $ole]

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Hustling, shooting for the stars like a movie

Nobody could fuck with my team, because yours truly

But snap a chicken nigga neck into another two piece

Do we have an understanding, when life play cards

I throw em back like gambit

The shit that I've been going through, they couldn't manage

Eating, but stay hungry

Look how my clan is, forty-seven manners

Make a nigga vanish off the planet once I blam it

Do my damage, I racked up and then I ran it

Bombs over Baghdad, I blast that

M16's with six teens that's worth M's

Why would you ever want the plot to worsen

In the presence of a God, you committed the worst sin

That's blasphemy, uh my trigger working

My blindfolds, so its curtains where my words then

Like manslaughter in chronological order

Crossed four portals with four mortars

Turned sons to granddaughters

Size from the stars like Taurus, your last one

They finna blow up like a Muslim, promised virgins in the morning

No mourning for the time being

Didn't smoke, but my highness is my being

I'm being everything you not uh

You can never stop son, I shine like the British empire

You cannot run