Dead Presidents Freestyle

[Produced by Ski Beatz] [Verse: Allen Mikal] Yeah I had to do it Theres numerous you could hustle to earn paper From nuthin to somethin Finna rise like elevators In the middle of both sides, like the equator Lifes a decision and im wishing I could make it in this game Full of lames, going fishin with the devil Thinkin will I get reeled Will my intentions reveal Im ill enough to get a deal Make a mill, get my name on a plaque Wish I could take it back To the 90s, will the find me, I guess not They might leave me like they left Pac So tell them government spies they can't have me cuz I put my soul into rap Got my goal on the map, got patrol on my back Wishin I could get away and get these hoes off my sack But why the game twisted, bar for bar Punchlines hard and all you lames missed it Im unique and thats the difference between you and I This the moment of God Take your eyes and open em wide Relax and chill cuz dawg its my moment to shine Illegal thoughts, now the cops arresting my mind Im the best in my prime, I deserve the presidents shrine Never giving up on this rap shit cuz im investing my time A pharaoh to this game and a father to all you lames 3rd eye vision got yall thinkin that im psychic Wearin fly kicks, chilling wit a fly chick cuz thats my sidekick We kill this game together And that ain't gon change cuz im gon do this thang forever