Dutch Masters Lyrics - Dead Presidents 2 - Jae Millz

They act like I wanna get fame off dissing niggas, 

Like I ain't already got fame off dissing niggas, 

That's one thing I do, got if I ain't got shit on niggas 

Youtube me, they watch my battles more than ya singles nigga 

Recite some of the most clever shit ever made 

And by the way I ain't battle in bout a decade 

Yo, don't be mad at me for catching darts 

Yall niggas through and let's keep it moving, respect the art 

I just wanna smoke and chase kush clouds 

And celebrate Obama, no longer stressed bout what Bush allow 

I wish I can supply the world with pounds 

'Cause dutch masters make the world go round 

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Mind over matter until the day that my ashes are scattered 

Or til that evening at my casket 

It's lower then them green stims that grow out of that brown dirt 

That ground work, is what calculates and totals to your town's worth 

Where I'm from, girls only care bout that brown purse 

Black girl lost but Louis Vuitton made her feel she found earth 

I can't just apparent that miss ladder 

All I can do is teach my princess better 

Nas was right on time with that daughter's record 

He came out with it the week I found out what my girl was expecting 

Now I'm so geeked I wish I could supply the world with pounds 

'Cause dutch masters make the world go round 

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Before my grandmother died she said nothing is promised 

So that's my proudest fact 

So proud in fact her grandson naming his album that 

Shout to Harlem, it's only right that I style in raps 

Put gold around my wrists and fingers 

Kneel down a smile for snaps 

Yea, jailhouse pose 

For my soldiers in them jailhouse clothes, salute 

Listen to the sentences, I just thinks you could tell I know 

What the fuck I'm fuckin talkin bout 

From hell I arose 

Now it's 10 toes on this cold world that they place the nigga in 

But I'm good, I got nigga skin 

You say I'm a whack rapper? That's cool 

Being a black man on earth, I've been called worse 

That's why I wish I could supply the world with pounds 

'Cause dutch masters make the world go round 

Smoke something bitch 

Millz