Jay-Z - Dead Presidents II Instrumental

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[@jasonyates1089]

One of the hardest rap beats ever made

[@cr9890]

WELL DONE EXCELLENT FANTASTIC THAT IS HOW YOU DO A INSTRUMENTAL SOME TIMES YOU HAVE TO TAKE THE TALKING OUT OF IT , SOME TIME YOU HAVE TO TAKE THE CHORUS OUT OF IT AND LET THE INSTRUMENTAL JUST PLAY WELL DONE

[@ghello_]

non sentivo più nessuno
e non mi sentivo nessuno
rifugiato dentro il fumo
dentro rimanevo chiuso
non che mi abbiano mai escluso
ma non sentivo il profumo
di serenità lo giuro
mi vedevo solo al buio
dentro al vetro, quante botte
che restano sulle nocche
l ho fatto un po troppe volte
e sarà vero, mi nascondo dentro la notte
che a sentire certe bocche
mi viene la febbre, forse
non sono io adatto, sguardo nell astratto
dentro le persone
vorrei poteste fare uno scatto della mia visione
che mi sento impotente se non so spiegarlo a parole
ma ho preferito il dubbio che credere nel signore
la mia fede, è disposta, a ragionar la risposta
(pausa) ma un opinione, discosta, le persone, talvolta
in cerca di una svolta, sbandi,
in ciò gli sbagli ci faranno santi
fuori dai fanghi, impantanati con lo sguardo avanti
era cosi che stavamo
adesso porto la mia aspettativa un po piu lontano
lontano dagli sbattimenti e dal loro richiamo
sto cercando di far meglio
sto cercando di far meglio
sto cercando di, sto cercando di
risolvere, questioni archiviate ormai da tempo
che a lasciarle in gabbia in petto, si rigonfiano
trust the process, so che il processo sarà lento
controllerò plasma globuli e piastrine che ribollono
ne risento
ad aver oppresso nella mente qualche sentimento
di troppo quando non potevo, ora se ritento
a farlo mi sento anche peggio solo per rispetto
delle lezioni apprese a cui son stato attento
e se mi applico, voglio volare oltre i confini
come un albatro, ma non sono perfetto, inciampo ancora
qualche sabato, prima era il bicchiere troppo carico
l errore in cui ricado bro
sensi di colpa stretti, so che quando gli ammetti
fan male, meglio di fartici scavare
le gocce ora restano sopra quello scaffale
meno in viso, meno pare, sto smettendo di scappare
sto cercando di far meglio
sto cercando di far meglio
sto cercando di, sto cercando di, sto cercando di
cercando di far meglio

[@yesman6621]

Who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce?
Stack cheddars forever, live treacherous, all the et ceteras
To the death of us, me and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't 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, they hate a nigga loving his 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 setback
Yo, still in all we livin', just dream about the get-back
That made him smile, though his eyes said "Pray for me"
I'll do you one better and slay these niggas faithfully
Murder is a tough thing to digest, it's a slow process
And I ain't got nothing but time
I had near brushes, not to mention
Three shots, close range, never touched me, divine intervention
Can't stop I, from drinking Mai-Tai's, with Ty-Ty
Down in Nevada, ha ha, Poppa, word life
I dabbled in crazy weight
Without rap, I was crazy straight
Partner, I'm still spending money from '88, what?
Presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for dead f----n' presidents to represent me (Yeah, you know what?)
I'll make, you and your wack mans, fold like bad hands
Roll like Monopoly, advance
You're copping me like white crystal
I gross the most at the end of the fiscal year than these niggas can wish to
The dead presidential candidate
With the sprinkles and the Presidential, ice that'll offend you
In due time when crime flees my mind
All sneak thieves and player haters can shine
But until then, I keep the trilliant cut diamonds shinin' brilliant
I'll tell you half the story, the rest you fill it in
Long as the villain win
I spend Japan Yen, attend major events
Catch me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is biting
J-A-Y hyphen, controllin', manipulatin'
I got a good life man, pounds and pence
'Nough dollars make sense, while you ride the bench
Catch me swingin' for the fence
Dead Presidents, ya know?
Uh-uh
Dead f----n' presidents to represent me
Dead f----n' presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for dead f----n' presidents to represent me
So be it, the Soviet, the Unified steady flow
You already know, you light, I'm heavy, roll heavy dough
Mic-macheted your flow
Your paper falls slow like confetti
Mines a steady grow, perico
Pay 580 for blow, better believe
I have 1160 to show, my dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z The Icon, baby, you like Dom
Maybe this Cristals'll change your life, huh?
Roll with the winners
Heavy spinners like hit records, Roc-A-Fella
Don't get it corrected, this shit is perfected
From chips to chicks to strippin' a Lexus
Naked without your gun, we taking everything you brung
We cakin', you niggas is fakin', we getting 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, blaow

[@JayDeeDonuts]

Its “hot” block btw not high block

[@GiannisBdcFvS420]

state bene fratello? I hope everything is okey with u