Dead Presidents - Emilio Rojas, Dubb

Yeah, now we were young and reckless

Runnin' trenches to fundin' Benzes to hunger pains

Had a couple friends with them guns in vests, a couple chains

Man, that’s nothing to us, it’s unimpressive

All he wanted was a Range so he crossin' states in the Dodge Intrepid

His mother stressed in the hospital ‘cause her son’s in sepsis

Cuffed him to a bed ‘cause they shot him before he was arrested

Officer outside the room, we were tryna crowd in

But till they get a statement from ‘em, none of us allowed in

And they rushed him through the ER and they read him all his rights

Where they was finishin' with triage, the officers who shot him

Followed him inside a streetcar but they were undercover

They ain’t say they were police, nah, nah

But this what happens on the block too fuckin' often

All these cats is catchin' bodies like they jugglin' with coffins

The drugs that people sellin' got ‘em beefin' over corners

Instead of dreamin', we gon' see that corner office

And the way he beat them charges and he knows it too

Shit, so he’ll be dead inside even if he ends up pullin' through

And when them cops hopped out, he shot some rounds

‘Cause he thought that they were tryna hunt him down

That’s what happen in the town man…

Yeah, they flood the streets with guns and flood our eyes with tears

Little homie 16, they got him facin' seven years

Because his priors, they don’t wanna try him as a minor

He should just be pickin' out all his majors, not locked inside

But the price of leather’s got us deeper than ever

And these hoes in love with money so they just sleep with whoever

When they guarantee a life that they can Instagram

So they gonna hit the sand that’s in Miami with Louis bags and business class

We livin' fast but we been dyin' quicker

And there ain’t gonna be no swimmin' back

When we drownin' when we been cryin' rivers

We bury people like seeds and we never gon' see ‘em grow

Mournin' they potential like he coulda been a CEO

Instead of seein', shit ain’t never gonna change

Because once you catch a felony, you caught up in the game

They don’t hire convicts at no nine to five

And ain’t no rehabilitation, they makin' more when we locked inside

The poison cheaper than the cure and they profit off the treatment

So they keep us sick some more, yeah

And fuck are y’all to tell my people they do wrong

When y’all fundin' came from cigarette companies all along?

To live life, you sellin' death

Young nigga’s face deteriorate off crystal meth

Gotta sip some lean just to go to sleep ‘cause he stressed

Stay high, his low self-esteem, it got him depressed

This whole world is a mess, need more a street sweeper to clean it up

Even a scared coward will squeeze a gun

While a real man would just beat you up

Kill or be killed mentality, that’s the mindset that got my people stuck

Caged in before you even got a chance to see your boy

You get your freedom up, ride around with the Mac

Like lay them niggas flat down like a diesel truck

But when you was born and raised in hell

It’s kinda difficult to get a evil up

Take it into consideration, this generation don’t see leaders much

Take matters into my own hands, every nigga I know wanna rap

All the hoes wanna pole dance, so if you slow dance

And you finish school, you ain’t cool, you a fool

That do what you see on the TV and that ain’t you

It’s a roadblock we gotta break through

No matter what you do, just stay true nigga

Tell yourself how you expect somebody else to love you

When there’s hate within, uncomfortable in your own skin

In the mirror, instead of seein' yourself clearer

This whole time, you starin' at the man you been fearin'