Dead Presidents (Remix)

[Verse 1: Cameron Uzoka] Cocaina dreams, whiter than a robe of a Seraphim preacher Malnourished creatures, eat of my lines Generosity is like features, I’ll take part if you allow me Investing in a future is prosperity shouting loudly Pennies and pounds, gradually slip off the tip of my tongue Saliva's salary costs money to spit extended like calories On an obese statistics Bury critics in time, casket is the emergence of a line Cemetery is the cycle of eternity, sphere consisting of your crime Of being humanity we were born to kill man You die to make a living, so guard your will man The fish dancing on your screen is what you call real fam Diablo is my essence, its now time to spit flames Devour all musicians and then I will shit change For every hood child there's a devil around And evils got me f'd thus I got the devil aroused Now I got my sex on, charring the sun with the coldest style A zero degrees lexicon Protected by arms like a deputies son Promiscuous eves grave for what is inside the membrane Slept while switching lanes, beat troubles now the end came Eternal thief I steal the hearts of all It’s like I misplaced time, cause' when I pulverize I leave opponents wondering what year, or month or day it is A lyrical atheist I don’t believe in their rhymes Never forgotten, but never seen like Masonic sign [Verse 2: Cameron Uzoka] Rap Elohim, so they all believe in me Fans are agnostic, I dribble the toxic Laying waste to lyricists who are not above this Venom spreads like butter, I’m established ill Beef is mentioned yet some find it hard to extract the veal Vegen opposers find it hard to oppose us Cut throat thugs, collide with eves yet there able to liven the head Embracing the hustlers regime for two seconds The recipient of sex receives a text like two weapons Nudges the ho, planning the mechanics of cultivating do Augmenting his fiscal year Mans gain is equivalent to money producing a tear Abused by Solomons desire 100 concs, wives and visions of love, figures of mariah We retire into wants, material goods are recruiting Backwards genesis, verbal scriptures that I am spewing Events that have been ensuing Gave permit for time to travel Born with cheese its evident genes were taken from cattle Gambling with chickens letting pokerish antics unravel While I’m on top of the game, Nikeys are playing scrabble Chicks like chicks that like chicks And you beat depending on the number of whips Celebration is elegant, intelligence is immaculate Apples in my disposal of course I’l be maccing it While the vile hide inside the nooks and crannies This cycle is older than your ancestors of your beloved nannies All Fake rappers without me your nothing Jehovah's failed creation So how do I talk to someone who doesn't exist Life is loving, loving is life Put it together and then repeat then you’ll know that I’m loving my life