Texty: Jay-Z. Show Me the Money: Hip Hop Pays. Dead Presidents - Jay-Z.

verseI who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce, stack cheddars forever, live treacherous, all the etceteras, to the death of us, me and my confidants we shine, you feel the ambiance y'all niggas just rhyme, by the ounce doe accumulates like snow, we dont just shine, we illuminate the whole show, ya feel me?, factions from the other side would love to kill me, spill 3 quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat, f**k em, they hate a nigga lovin his life, in all possible ways, know the feds is buggin my life, hospital days, reflectin with my man laid up, on a uptown hot block, he got his side sprayed up, I saw his life slippin, this is a minor setback, yo still in all we livin, just dream about the getback, that made him smile though his eye said "pray for me", I'll do you one better and slay these niggas faithfully, murder is a tough thing to digest, its a slow process, and I aint got nothing but time, I had near brushes, not to mention, 3 shots close range, never touched me, divine intervention cant stop I, from drinking mataje, with tata, down in nevada, ha ha pa pa, word life, by dabbling crazy weight, without rap I was crazy straight, partna I'm still spending money from 88 whhhaattt!!! chorus Im out for presidents to represent me (repeat) verse II you know what?, I'll make, you and your wack mans, fold like bad hands, roll like monopoly, advance, youre coppin me like, white crystal, I gross the most at the end of the fiscal year than these niggas could wish to, the dead presidential, candidate with the sprinkles, and the presidential ice, that'll offend you, in due time, when crime flees my mind, all sneak thieves and playa haters could shine, but until then, I keep the trillion cut diamond shining brilliant, I'll tell you half the story, the rest you fill it in, long as the villain win, I spend Japan Yen at 10 major events, catch me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is bitin, J-A-Y hyphen, controlling, manipulating, I got a good life man, pounds and plants, nuff dollars make sense, while you ride the bench, catch me swinging for the fence, dead presidents ya know chorus verseIII so be it, the soviet, the unified steady flow, you already know, you light, I'm heavy roll, heavy doe, mic macheted ya flow, your paper falls slow like confetti, mine are steady grow, perricooooo (cocaine), paid 5 debit for blow, better believe I have 11 60 to show, my doe flip like tae-kwon, Jay Z the icon, maybe you like dom, maybe the kristal will change ya life huh?, roll with the winners, heavy spinners like hit records, roc-a-fella, dont get it corrected, this shit is perfected, from chips to chicks to scribbin a lexus, naked without ya gun, we takin everything ya brung, we cakin, ya'll niggas is fakin, we gettin it done, crime family, well connected Jay Z and you, fake thugs is unplugged like MTV, y'all MP3, take your treasure, my pleasure, dead presidentials, politics as usual, blooow chorus