President Carter (Tha Carter IV) (Clean) Lyrics

God bless America
Carter are you prepared to take the constitutional oath?
I am
Would you place your left hand on the bible
And raise your right hand and repeat after me
I President Carter
Pres-President CarterSitting on the world, I got life in my hand
So these days I try to think twice when I can
Money on my mind as god as my witness
Love don't live here and it don't even visit
I do this for my uptown politicians
Walked in the kitchen and found a pot to piss in
Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama missin'
Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama miss 'em
Uh, I'm a monster, exorcisms
Told tools like mechanics, mechanisms
Uh, detrimental on any instrumental
I say you rappers sweet I pay the incidentals

I'm beneficial, I've been official
I say you rappers sweet, tiramisu
I like my short cake shorter
Ain't no mother fucker harder thanI President Carter
Pres-President CarterNobody gives you a chance, you gotta take chances
Your family tree, I will break branches
Cause I don't give a fuck, I put the ass in assassin
Smoke you like a blunt then it's ashes to ashes
The future is born, put the past in the casket
If real shit is dead then nigga I'm a bastard
Uh, appetite for disaster
I want a full plate then another plate after
Uh, yesterday just died
Tomorrow never cried, the days of our lives
When shit get deep I'm never afraid to die
Let the money pile up and tell 'em buried alive
Ask who the fuck want it, I bring it to your doorbell
Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale
Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office
I changed the stars on the flag into crossesI President Carter
Pres-President Carter
(Amen)
President Carter
Pres-President Carter
(So now)
President Carter
(Instead of pledge we pray)
Pres-President CarterYa, you dead to me, brown grass nigga
I just stand still and let the ground pass nigga
Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga
Reality's a bitch and I'mma dance with her
Hundred forty pounds, 5'6 from the ground
Bitch I'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge
I tried to fuck the world and couldn't even get aroused
I ain't looking for the beef but I ain't seen it in a while
Uh, and we all want world peace
Murder show, I give your ass good seats
Shit, I'm much more than a good speechGorillas in suits
The holy war, the spiritual troops
Fighting over the mythical truth
Drowning in the political soup
They shoot missiles and nukes
Taking out such a pivotal group
The body count is the physical proof
And they thought drugs were killing the youth haha
Thank you, thank you all
I am President Carter
Songwriters
ANGEL APONTE, DWAYNE MICHAEL CARTER, FRANCOIS DE ROUBAIX, MARCO RODRIGUEZ DIAZPublished by
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