President T - Ending Careers lyrics

Ok shout out to Danny Weed, larger
Public Announcement i am President T
And I am immortal
I don't even age, remember that
I don't even age

Ending careers, Prez
I heard you're ending careers
Who do you roll with?
Two, three, four pioneers
Spoke to my peers, they were like cheers
Burying MCs from day to day, and engineers
Stranger appears, woah, rah
Started the chief, start of the term
Now you're a gangster how do you turn
Prez, you're kind of safe
Also a little bit stern
King of the culture, no concern
Call me a vulture, gassed up youths I burn
Nah
It's not a network, can't see a blue tick
I brought the magic, won't see a new trick

Talking, talking it's not the truth
Talking, talking it's not the truth
Claiming, claiming without the proof
I know man that will come to your roof
Talking, talking it's not the truth
Talking, talking it's not the truth
Trust I'm talking truth
Why do you want to mislead the youth?

Pick up the pace, I said pick up the pace
Go against man like I
Won't look into my face
None of these mic man come from my bit's
Stick to the music - turntables and a mix
He will never use it
Them man stunt for the chicks
Never had a teacher, are you in track?
No, must be a feature
Walk in the room, spray what I like
President preacher, woah, rah
It's not a stand up
Price on my head, couldn't put a grand up
Yeah I sold white, mine was tanned up
Please watch your mouth, might get banged up
Trust me they were never raw in the game
Them man are dragged up

Them man are dragged up, dragged up
Them man are dragged up, dragged up
Please watch your mouth, might get banged up
Them man are dragged up, dragged up
Them man are dragged up, dragged up
Them man are dragged up, dragged up
Please watch your mouth, might get banged up
Please count your stars
I never got tagged up

Please count your stars
Said to my girlfriend, please
Count up the cars, wow
I was up north with Danny
But I weren't smoking two, three dogs
Not really down wid the stroking
There's not a match in UK Rap
Keep this ting on a music flex
Or find a UK strap
I heard a few good tapes, I ain't gonna lie
I ain't gonna buy
Most of the stuff is scrap, woah
I was in grime when you was in nursery
Stranger Returns, my anniversary
100 bags, man wanna burst me
There's a little drink, looking all thirsty

Kill off Killy