Lyrics Element 4 President - J57

Element 4 President

Yea
Yea
Yow
Yow
Won’t sign a deal unless the number’s like stagamise
I’m known for deezer drums an crackin that’ll start a fight
Long Island down a Penn is down around at Penn Station
Makin records that’ll live on like the Temptations
Ugh, chillin in Hawaii drinkin mai tais
Think like Robert M an smart like Einstein
I’ll battle you wit beats an battle anyone you know
I got a new rad in d basement of the alamo
If anybody got a problem they can test away
I’m like a mix of Richter Gretzky and Don Messier
Raps as ADA I hit ma ten thousand hours
Beat some Sole3 you won’t meet ma old feet
Take you back to high school, throwin keg parties
Suburban kids gettin white trashed, no Ed Hardy
The architemp rap game were just Meredith
In the office gettin shit faced with Meredith
I’m from the central, it’s all fundamental
Poly poems from the mental and from the intro
Know the outcome, the gangsta smokin pimps faced with menthol
Torturers like to torture like it’s dickmo
Let a bitch know, real quick now
Money bitch tryna get more before it’s all gone
It’s so far gone from conclusions that we spit dope
Like Yayo from the OA, K wit d AK
Spray yo, posse cause they pussy like d gayto, I mean gato
Choosey got the groupies cause he got flow
Make dem panties moist an leave dem panties on d top floor
The highest height, throw some light an reefers wit d concept
Throw us coke, throw us double dope an try to buy it twice
We in it, original, authentic, ain’t no mimick
I mean I own, I paid d cost forward ain’t no rentin state of mind
I’m grindin on dese sucka ass niggas suck a fat dick an hiccup, can I pass d
fast swishas to ma nigga
Beautiful like babies being born, ma sound’s complex like theremins when they
form
Insane in the brain so reverse as a sophomore
While on d mic like a star in a dark porn
Yea it’s some’n like minaj et trois
Fuck 3 tracks at a time before it finds a jar
Treat raps like prisonship, gridiron an bar
One a d dopest MC’s dat has rhymed this fall
I’m on dat OG an sly shit, pull dat Hansel Thompson all of us we fuck d vice
script
On worldwide law, homie fuck dat open mic shit
Punch a bitch, chokin on ma dick like d heimlich (ha, ha)
I’m feelin like I can’t be stopped, I’m like a fade away jump man I just can’t
be stopped
You’re now listenin to a soul that just can’t be bought
A whole glass jar nigga, yes you can be dropped
Expressin for ma 3rd eye optic
This rhyme I write is like a vessel for Muhammed
Elijah or d teachings of the Middle Eastern prophet
Daksav nigga we ain’t got no other options
Anyone can do what they seeing on d web, an very few do what they seeing in
their heads
They blame shoot an I aim shoot
An I ain’t talkin 22's an rovers, I’m hittin you wit d laden
Number 1 wit d number 2, explain d place where egg came from the mother goose
That’s for you riddle rappers, rap to who’s rappin facts an then twisted in a
mastered act
You must’ve missed your classes, you must be missing classes
Tacky ass nigga, fashion all about matchin
You guys would be that nigga strikin when d match is lit
I mean, just to light d biff, psych em when d pass id bliff
Refresh as pacifist, I’ll be put d pass to fiss
An hit you to d instrument passed it, you sprintin on d trachea anma scrimmage
is lappy
Ma niggas is laughin cause you simple an backwards
You sittin on d bench while I’m gettin it, bastards`