My mans asked me to write a verse to the Dead Presidents II beat for his "mixtape", I think everyone knows the Jay Z shit off Reasonable Doubt. I'm supposed to record it this week, maybe ya'll can help me tighten it... I was really doing my best to incorporate a dead president/money reference in every line somehow. I got more words, but only 24 bars of space. so...

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this is one of those ones, you gotta listen to close

the value decreases when they issue new notes

that paper is worthless with no gold behind it,

when i'm done take this verse, n'go rewind it,

yo! yall're so blinded by the bullshitchya swallah

an i cant help but judge u by the fools thetchya follah.

a fool will soon lose a huge slew of dollas,

th'goons in the honda, lake merritt moolah robbers.

your honor, i'd like to present the evidence,

that the best hoes is necros for dead presidents.

they kept em stuffed inna shoebox up in they room

like corpses in coffins, locked inna tomb.

it's true that im-gonna-need'th'dough t'advance

gotta get em somehow, n'they-dont-grow on no branch

fam, a dead white man never represented me!

the president's the people in the ghetto's enemy...

many grew tobacco and cotton and kept slaves,

the lab rats ate em as they rotted in their graves.

u gotta get paid, ya need em for food,

shelter and clothes, get em, just don't sell ya souls,

tell em slow down, it got JFK assassinated,

but cats is fascinated with them dead cracker's faces...

every president we had was a snake fulla lies,

you know??????... i'm kinda glad reagen died!!!!