ALMOST GENIUS ALMOST CRAZY

by El Prezidino

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This is the official 2010 promo/mixtape album for El Prezidino that is comprised of music from several different genres. This album is the follow up to 2009's "The Illness (EP)", and precedes the highly anticipated, full length album "The Cure".

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released 31 May 2010

Executive Producers - Demetrius "El Prezidino" Doss & Eliezer "the EARchitect" Lee. Lyrics by Demetrius "El Prezidino" Doss. All songs recorded & mixed by Eliezer "the EARchitect" for 3Fingers Music Group, LLP @ the EARtrix Studio in VA.

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Track Name: Excuse My Commonwealth (Welcome to Virginia)
Yeah….Welcome to Virginia, home of the commonwealth
But between me and you, trust me ain’t no commonwealth
New Yorkers come here, this where they relocate at
Everybody knows this, but nobody will say that
757 where I’m from we don’t play that
Unless it’s The Clipse, Lordwillin’ then we play it back
Pretty girls from Virginia Beach they will hurt you
Just like stick-up kids at Military Circle
Downtown Norfolk, where gangsta’s live at
Everybody got guns in Richmond because they kidnap
Out-of-towners and rappers, say they sold drugs here
But you see we live here, never saw ya’ll anywhere
Hates the new love, and Virginia is for Lovers
103 Jamz, remember Buttah brothers
Military bases, girls with pretty faces
Bad court cases, the state you shouldn’t play with


[Chorus]
Virginia, our streets are filled with people from everywhere
You’ll find the good life here,
Welcome to Virginia, land of pretty faces and athletes
Where gangsta’s act drastically
Welcome to Virginia, Virginia, Virginia


Blowing cigar smoke next to the Wu-Wear store
Somewhere in Virginia Beach, but it ain’t even there no more
Watch out for them Danville Killers on that other side
P-Town and Bad News, know about that homicide
Northern Virginia, where everything cost a lot
While you think them stores got cameras in the parking lot
People you wouldn’t suspect, sell on the low-low
We next to D.C. why you think we like go-go
We got hip-hop on a string like yo-yo’s
Homie think not, ask Pharrell as Timbo
Ask Missy Elliot, Ask Teddy Riley
Virginia got Heat, and we don’t need Pat Riley
The C.I.A. and the Pentagon is both here
Plus the death penalty, so you better be scared
Plus our lax gun laws means you should beware
When we take over everybody should be prepared


[Chorus]
Virginia, our streets are filled with people from everywhere
You’ll find the good life here,
Welcome to Virginia, land of pretty faces and athletes
Where gangsta’s act drastically
Welcome to Virginia, Virginia, Virginia


Lawrence Taylor is from here, so is Allen Iverson
So is Michael Vick, yup, we are still proud of him
Filipino chicks here, make you do a double-take
Never seen Latin girls like we got in this state
Dark skin, light skin, girls yeah we gotten too
Plus they like to fist fight, and they even model too
Say they don’t drink, but you’ll see them with a bottle too
Jesus walks here, and sometimes he will follow you
Just like oceanfront police, they will follow you
Eight feet tall on horseback they’ll walk by you
People come here from, all over the country
Some find the good life, some leave hungry
Gang violence catch somebody on the monthly
I could go anywhere but here they really love me
Two up, Two down, and I ain’t talking bout push-ups
Think we not next up,
Ya’ll got it mixed up


[Chorus]
Virginia, our streets are filled with people from everywhere
You’ll find the good life here,
Welcome to Virginia, land of pretty faces and athletes
Where gangsta’s act drastically
Welcome to Virginia, Virginia, Virginia

[Bridge]
Two up two down for the big state
Put your fingers in the air for the big state
No place in the world like this state
Everybody in the state let me hear you say Yeah


[Chorus]
Virginia, our streets are filled with people from everywhere
You’ll find the good life here,
Welcome to Virginia, land of pretty faces and athletes
Where gangsta’s act drastically
Welcome to Virginia, Virginia, Virginia
Track Name: Cut U
She was my addiction
I was her dessert, meet mister delicious
She was from southeast, met her at a Wizards game
When they were playing Lebron James
And since I read my King James
I should have know better , I was thinking with my little brain
And he only thinks about one thing,
So tell me why I think about one thing
This chick had a body like Vivica, Serena,
Trina, Tyra, Alicia,
Expensive weave, jeans high-end name brand
How she get all of this and she only make 20 grand
Breast size that you can’t ignore
So her bad attitude you can learn to ignore
She’s loud in the streets, loud at the store
Loud at the restaurant, loud when she snores
After church she can’t wait to smoke
I know I suck, tattooed on her throat
ShaNae-Nae attitude, plus she don’t even cook
Guess I’m only with her for her looks
Dumb-street-smarts, she don’t like reading books
Graduation, I wonder how long that took
And she ain’t even know that Hawaii was a state
But when it comes to sex, me and her can relate
Mami had a body you could spot in the crowd
Even gay dudes would say WOW
She had no children, but act like a child
Ms. Ghetto Fabulous was too ghetto proud
Guess I’m giving her the benefit of the doubt
But I’m can’t have no chick pulling me down
And no matter how much she try to go down
I told her………


I guess ya’ll chasing the fame monster
Ya’ll want them flashing lights on ya
When you sell your soul for the famous life
You’ll never be able to sleep at night
You’ll look in the mirror, won’t recognize yourself
Like who is this brushing my teeth
Use to be a good guy now you a creep
In the fridge of your label you are just a piece of meat
They’ll eat your soul for breakfast
Fame is a monster and it ain’t sexist
Fame is a she and she live reckless
And this heifer here will leave you breathless
Fame can be worse than Delilah
And ya’ll dummies is standing in line for her
Just ask Chris Farley, ask James Dean
Then you’ll see what I mean
Princess Di, Anna Nicole Smith,
Unfortunately fame gave both of them a gift
Kurt Cobain put a whole in his face
Because fame gave him cake and he ain’t like how it taste
Selena got killed by one of her own fans
Fame killed Elvis when he was in Graceland
Len Bias dated fame for two days
Then he died when him and her parted ways
Magic got HIV because of fame
So sleep with this chick and you might get the same
And this fame chick go both ways
Not just Bobby but fame got Whitney
Brittany, Samantha, even Nicole Richie
Fame effects everybody in every city
And she won’t settle down for none of ya’ll
so tell her…….
Track Name: Burnt Water
Too much propaganda, piss poor politicians
please put pampers on your answers,
Who’s going to reinvent the wheel, who’s gonna write one
Ten million politicians can’t say I like one
America suppose to be the land of the brave and the home of the free,
But we still got slaves
Slaves to the system, slaves to sex trafficking
Politicians chilling in the back playing Madden
The middle class now are on W.I.C.
More people losing they jobs than Washington has pricks
The lower class now is forced to do tricks
And I guess my taxes are paying for it
We fighting over health care, fighting over troops
America’s going broke and they wearing expensive suits
Got me feeling like Omar Epps in Juice
The one you should trust the most will point at you and shoot


To me the whole thing taste like Burnt Water (2x)


You ever drove through Darfur and looked in the eyes
of a woman who was raped by 10 guys
Or over in Haiti, thousands of families are homeless
And they need money so why you trying to console them
Don’t put off good tomorrow when you can do it today
I can’t stand when people don’t think that way
Governors doing lines and some smoke J’s
And the mayor of your city in the back with titties
He got strippers on the payroll, flights to Argentina
Before the press conference he was freakin’ Christina
He cheated on his wife which he said he ain’t mean to
They slapped him on his wrist, guess that’s just a misdemeanor
Hopefully these politicians change they demeanor
When are they actions going to be subpoenaed
Public servants ain’t serving, they just all out of water
And to me the whole freakin’ thing taste like Burnt Water
Yes….that’s what I’m asking
And where is our President, and why is he braggin’
America, ain’t been great since Clinton had Lewinsky
And most before him was kind of finicky
So what am I saying, I’m going to Hooters and I’m asking for Sarah Palin
Since ya’ll playing I’m playing
It’s 2010 and we still acting like cavemen
Jesus please show these dudes the way, man.


To me the whole thing taste like Burnt Water (2x)


Look at they legislation, look they perpetrating
Please don’t drink the burnt water
Ya’ll not politicians, ya’ll just politicking
Listen, don’t drink the burnt water
D.C. don’t drink the burnt water
Maryland don’t drink the burnt water
Virginia don’t drink the burnt water
America don’t drink the burnt water
Please don’t drink the burnt water
Ain’t ya’ll tired of drinking the burnt water
The only thing they pouring is burnt water
Please don’t drink the burnt water
Look at they legislation, look they perpetrating
Please don’t drink the burnt water
Ya’ll not politicians, ya’ll just politicking
Listen, don’t drink the burnt water
D.C. don’t drink the burnt water
Maryland don’t drink the burnt water
Virginia don’t drink the burnt water
America don’t drink the burnt water
Track Name: WE HATE LIARS
Panama City, chartered jet, drug money
Well if all that was the truth then why you dress bummy
In you fairytale rhymes, just lies, like Pinocchio
And you just trying to impress me, guess I’m Geppetto
All-star chicks on your wrist is call girls
Your exotic car is leased in the name of your label
Greed is the reason why Cain killed Able
And you worth less than your debt, so who’s gonna save you


What you bragging bout, what you braggin bout
What you liein’ for stupid, what you braggin bout
What you bragging bout, what you braggin bout
What you liein’ for stupid, what you braggin bout (2x)

We hate liars (this is real talk)
We hate liars (you get out lined in chalk)
We hate liars (over-exaggerated)
We hate liars (ya’ll the most hated)
We hate liars (propaganda will kill you)
We hate liars (no one will ever feel you)
We hate liars (you just a wanna be)
We hate liars (no eres nada para mi)

What you bragging bout, what you braggin bout
What you liein’ for stupid, what you braggin bout
What you bragging bout, what you braggin bout
What you liein’ for stupid, what you braggin bout (2x)

We hate liars (this is real talk)
We hate liars (you get out lined in chalk)
We hate liars (over-exaggerated)
We hate liars (ya’ll the most hated)
We hate liars (propaganda will kill you)
We hate liars (no one will ever feel you)
We hate liars (you just a wanna be)
We hate liars (no eres nada para mi)


What you liein’ for, is it worth dying for
I guess you think so, you better drink slow
That bed you made, what’s gonna happen when you lie in it
Your lies’ll strangle you to death, now you finished


When we say liar-liar, pants on fire, we mean it
Gasoline jeans, somebody pass the lighter
You trying to be somebody that you not, Kudos for trying
Cubic Zirconium can’t hang with diamonds, listen
We tell the truth even when it hurts
it seems you lie even when it doesn’t work
Little white lies turn into big black caskets
They as deadly as crack is, is


We hate liars (this is real talk)
We hate liars (you get out lined in chalk)
We hate liars (over-exaggerated)
We hate liars (ya’ll the most hated)
We hate liars (propaganda will kill you)
We hate liars (no one will ever feel you)
We hate liars (you just a wanna be)
We hate liars (no eres nada para mi) (2x)
Track Name: Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood, yeah I’m a Christian
But before you throw your stones, stop and listen
Before you say something dumb, stop messaging my MySpace
Calling me a sinner, please, get out of my space
And my face, because I’m God’s angel
Don’t you know angels don’t talk to A**holes
I’ll never let you dim the lights from my halo
Confrontation like this is what I’m made for
How you hating on my because I don’t do alter calls
And the nerve of you to say that’s just one of my flaws
You point out that I’m in clubs where they sell alcohol
Where girls dresses so short you can almost see they draws
Okay dawg listen, first of all
You don’t even have an idea to whom I’m called
From the sideline you probably think you see the whole picture
Monday morning quarterbacking, never seen action
Like that crucified guy, yup, I’m with sinners
He who has ears let this message get in ya
Because I ain’t come for the healthy but the sick, and we can relate
That’s why God made my flow sick
Like Jesus when I speak I surely draws a crowd
and he’s on stage with me, my unseen hype-man
He’ll be with me when I finally do summer jam
until then I’m just executing his game plan



Oh I’m sorry, you misunderstood me
When I said you was cute, that didn’t mean we could be
Together, I was just being nice
But yo, how you get in this hotel room tonight
Yeah I cracked a smiled at you, I smile at everybody
But that kind gesture doesn’t mean I want your body
I just got finished performing for two hours
And with you here there’s no way I’m taking a shower
Naw, you can’t join me…..it ain’t that type of party
Because if my wife comes in she’s killing everybody
Shorty, please stop taking off your clothes
You giving me nookie should not be your goal
Yo, who you calling? Ma, you gotta roll
Oh, now you want me to help you put on your clothes
Why are you trying to hem me up?
You really trying to screw me, and you won’t let up
You do have initiative, I’ll give you that
But that’s all I can give you, through the door I’m sending you
And right before the door close,
Guess you sees Shorty leaving my room adjusting her clothes
Dag!!



[Spoken word]
Se la vie, life is or can be
A bunch of misfortune, to any whomever it can surely happen often
Being misunderstood is common as being in a coffin
Or being broke, which really is missed fortune
Or getting signals crossed
Bad communication can put anybody on the cross
The ham sandwich that’s made by the poor
Could lead to the hungry rich man asking for more
The dead doctor that use to save lives
Is no more important than the janitor cleaning behind rich wives
And I, like you, we, are misunderstood
Track Name: Please Go Away
Ya dumb rap ain’t fly, even on the airwaves
Really want to push you, down some stair waves
Really want to kill you, look at our music
use to inform them, now they are clueless
Now I inform them, look at my acoustics
Got they brainwaves dead, now they got blue lips
In a morgue like holes from two clips
Real hip-hop would have saved them
Now they rapping in hell, let the Auto-Tune maker play with them
If they authentic, I ain’t okay with them
I’m getting tired of the same old songs
I can’t wait till you pricks are gone
I use to, listen to hip-hop, then it all flip-flopped
She forgot what time it was, no Swiss watch
Use to be fresh like air in a zip-lock
Now I rather listen to pop

[PLEASE GO AWAY] (4x)

Been waiting for my turn, I got now
whoever got next ain’t even around
Whoever disagree better not make a sound
Better leave this musical platform now
Everybody with a computer trying to rap now
Everybody with a little gun trying to trap now
Who’d ever thought drug selling be gimmicky
And radio and good music be enemies
Look here dawg, this what I came for
Plus I bought the band, competition is laying low
They can’t tell if I’m rocking or I’m rapping
I’m bringing good music back in

[PLEASE GO AWAY] (8x)
Please go away….please go away


Catch me on stage, Dino got his sunny’s on
go hard, full court pressure boy now it’s on
Live shows, so strong, why it take this long
As soon as they let him in he’s gone
One hit wonder, please, watch these four albums
They like, how did we last this long without him
So much, talent watch how they crowd around him
Legions of fans about him

[PLEASE GO AWAY] (8x)
Please go away….please go away
Track Name: Long Distance Love Thang
Baby girl, where you going
Stay with me like we was snowed in
I’m your hot chocolate when your snowed in
I hate your planes because I know where they going
To fly you back to California
I land far away where I can’t be on ya
This long distance love thang is whack,
I hope when you visit that you never go back
I’m from Virginia, and you’re from Venus
And there’s about eight million girls between us
But I love your bran you’re my genius
Mrs. Smarty pants, I hope you wear none
I hope you are aware hun,
That I’m a Jesus freak, and regular one
I tell girls I’m committed, they say I don’t believe you
I know your bottled up so I’ll relieve you
That’s what I go through,
Wouldn’t have this problem if I was close to you
Wouldn’t touch no girl if I was rubbing you
So through love letters is how I touch you
And though that seems romantic
It ain’t realistic and I can’t stand it
I don’t quite know how long I’ll manage
With these flirty girls and they only speak Spanish

[Chorus]
Baby girl, I know that you love me
But I’m not really feeling this long distance love thang
I’m not feeling this long distance love thang
Yeah, Yeah,
Baby girl, I know that you love me
But I’m not really feeling this long distance, long distance, long distance, long….
Baby girl, I know that you love me
But I’m not really feeling this long distance love thang
I’m not felling this long distance love thang
It’s too hard


Baby girl, you’re so far
And it ain’t like I can just get in my car
And drive 2000 miles
But when I’m on stage, it’s like I can see you in the crowd
I only get to see you three times a year
So it’s hard to ignore these girls that are here
Your long distance love is right here
Until I get a private jet than I’m there
To take you shopping, take you skiing
Ferrari rent a car we go sightseeing
But east coast girls it’s hard to flee them
And I’m not perfect I’m just a human being
Baby you know I miss you
And I’m sure my emails make you get tissues
Till I got caught by flashing lights
didn’t know you was taking a secret flight
You surprised me, showed up un-announced
The same day I had a chick in the house
Plus, she answered the door when I was in the shower
And you walked in like “who are you”
And then home girl is like “Who are you”
Then I came downstairs to see you two
Moving furniture , throwing them bows
I see you lifting weights and it shows
Now I ain’t saying you Pacquiao
But let’s just say you ain’t back down
The way you slammed that chick on her head
then you told her “Girl, you betta lay down”
Then you picked up your bags and left
Without even hearing my explanation
My long distance love thang
Put me in a bad situation


[Chorus]
Baby girl, I know that you love me
But I’m not really feeling this long distance love thang
I’m not felling this long distance love thang
Yeah, Yeah
Baby girl, I know that you love me
But I’m not really feeling this long distance love thang
I’m not felling this long distance love thang
It’s too hard
Baby girl, I know that you love me
But I’m not really feeling this long distance love thang
I’m not felling this long distance love thang
Yeah, Yeah
Track Name: Uhh-Ohh
[Chorus]
Uhh-Ohh, Uhh-Ohh,
Uhh-Ohh ohh ohh (2x)

Boy meets girl, girl meets boy
After one date, they find joy
After joy, she shows him toys
He is confused, she is annoyed
She likes pleasure, he likes patience
He like slow down by she’s not waiting
She undresses and grabs her toy
Then gives him one, it says for boy
Different story, different people
different vein, different needle
Third world country got no water
Dad’s in debt so he gives his daughter
We over here got food to order
We see money, they see torture
They see us and they want to trade places
We seem them and just stay in our spaceships

[Chorus]
Uhh-Ohh, Uhh-Ohh,
Uhh-Ohh ohh ohh (2x)

Drug dealer boy, sell them rocks
Hustle all day till you run from the cops
40 Grand got stashed in the shoebox
That he keeps at his girlfriends spot
You told her if she’d take it you’d kill her
And them words there couldn’t be more realer
But one year ago she was dating Wilma
Yup, she was a lets-be-honest
Tattoo Wilmer name on it
R.I.P., she died in her vomit
Drug overdose that he supplied
So how could Wilma’s girl let that ride
She been planning this thing for a year
Revenge for Wilma is finally here
The day you was caught by the cops
Guess who’s laughing at the bus stop with the shoebox


[Chorus]
Uhh-Ohh, Uhh-Ohh,
Uhh-Ohh ohh ohh (4x)

You ever been in a tight situation
locked up with no visitation
Feeling like the least of creation
You part of a lost generation
You got too many Uhh-Ohh’s in your life
You got too many kids but no wife
Little self control and a big vice
Too much of the world and no Christ
[Chorus]
Uhh-Ohh, Uhh-Ohh,
Uhh-Ohh ohh ohh
Track Name: Dreams Come To Life
Just got paid, pocket full of good vibes
Brand new car right before summertime
Brand new chick, must be dinner time
To feel this good must be a crime
I ain’t been stressed in months
Plus I got five Macy’s shopping bags in the trunk
Just left Ruth Chris’ for lunch
Had a glass of wine, and I ain’t swerve one
Driving, even in traffic I’m happy
And you can tell, huh, you don’t gotta to ask me
You can tell by the smile on my face
And the song that reflects off my shades, that
This must be the high-life
Where everything is good, that’s what I like
Girls waving at me, that’s what I like
To live this life, that’s why I write, come on
I’m trying to celebrate life
So excuse me if I’m getting right
Don’t be shy girl because I won’t bite
Unless you ask me, or you too classy
D.C. paparazzi want to flash me
Excuse my Benjamin’s, I’m too flashy
Mr. Mardi Gras the way she flashing me
But I don’t think that’s beads she want
I smell like Clive Christian
and look like an angel because I’m a Christian
Michael Bastian khakis cost a car note
off white color had to match my boat
I brought 25 people into V.I.P
The club owner had to come down to greet meet
Expensive shirt, by Hugo Boss
No Grey Goose here just bottles of Voss
That’s water flown in from Norway
Norwegian bottles, to match Norwegian models
This good life, dawg, what I rhyme for
To influence ya’ll, what I’d die for
What you dreaming about “Oh bet I know”
But why you dreaming still, make it real life yo
But why you dreaming still, make it real life yo


[CHORUS]
Yup, this is my life
Nothing is wrong it’s all right
Money for years, we party all night
Dance til we sore, under the strobe light
Everybody I know got the same life
We all successful, name in bright lights
Every single day our dreams come to life
Every single day our dreams come to life (2x)
Track Name: 2 Grown For KiddieGarden
Young dumb rappers this is not kindergarten
you the best rapper, I beg your pardon
You crazy, this album is crazy, murder
I was writing rhymes when you pricks was on Gerber
When you was poop’n diapers I was *&@! on rappers
I’m the last great artist ya’ll were born right after
2 million young rappers sounding the same
I guess the same vagina is how all ya’ll came
Ya’ll got the same slang, wear your pants the same
we’ll ya pants is too tight, blood can’t get to your brain
But if it could get to your brain it would say
Only gay dudes and chicks wear they pants that way
Adam Lambert type dudes wear they pants that way
I ain’t calling you a fake it, but till you make it, fake it
Homie I grew up on Biggie and Wu
You grew up on Bow Wow and you was watching Blue’s Clues
I just touched 30 homie you ain’t 22
I’m a scud missile homie, you a 22
I’m a philanthropist, you just piss in your hand
I’m as hard as dinosaur penis bone
Boy I’m outta this world, E.T. phone home
you are just wasting your time stupid, go home
We wanna hear real music no ringtone rappers
This is kiddie-garden, here’s a snack eat your crackers
Track Name: 2010 Whip Appeal
[Chorus]
Welcome to your 2010 Whip Appeal
Where you fantasies might be for real
Better pray that girl you love is on the pill
Because when you’re in lover’s lane
A slow pace you have to maintain


She was born in 89, same year as Babyface’s Whip Appeal
Wondering how real love feel
She, had a few flings, but none of them would last
She couldn’t move forward she was caught up in the past
When I met her, she had a dark-skin brotha fetish
Like if you was light-skin, you might as well forget it
Let your kitty cat out too much, people want to pet it
And girls did too, but she would never let them
Her baby’s father, she would try so hard to forget him
Like I’m competition she said I’m a close second
Fantasizing about me and her being naked
That was what she dreamt about,
I was dreaming of selling records
And how I could get a dookie chain gold necklace
Stack money to the ceiling like I’m playing Tetris
But when I woke up the next morning
Guess who’s naked body is next to me snoring
Dag!


[Chorus]
Welcome to your 2010 Whip Appeal
Where you fantasies might be for real
Better pray that girl you love is on the pill
Because when you’re in lover’s lane
A slow pace you have to maintain


She like handcuffs, he like man-in up
She’s always on her knees, girl won’t you stand up
His relationships last less than three months
But I guess that’ll change, she ain’t bleed in two months
She tells him she’s late, He says late for what?
She points at her coochie and he almost throws up
His nightmare is real plus his daddy is a pastor
When he tells the congregation, it’s gone be a lot of laughter
Why do preachers kids seem to be the bad apples
But it’s really all his fault, he was addicted to her Snapple
The next 18 years, he’s paying for her castle
If, she don’t get that money, he gone hear the judges gavel
He never thought his fantasy would end like this
Like he never thought a freak like her could exist
They put every episode on his camcorder
They was hot like fornicating in California
Slow down in lovers lane, homeboy I told ya
Sometimes fantasies will put you on a roller-coaster
Like Six Flags, but it feels like six jabs
Your fantasy is rich, but after it you just rags


[Chorus]
Welcome to your 2010 Whip Appeal
Where you fantasies might be for real
Better pray that girl you love is on the pill
Because when you’re in lover’s lane
A slow pace you have to maintain
Track Name: Feel I'm Fallin
You hear it all the time, you hear the same songs
Same misfortunes when everything goes wrong
Good news, bad news, the band outweighs us
Or we get laid off, because they can’t pay us
They give Foreign Aid, but what about us
We live right under them and they just ignore us
I guess we nothing then, I guess those people were right
Can’t enjoy daytime because I can’t sleep at night
I can’t see the light, with all this debt I got
How I get here man I’m at the chop shop
I’m at the dope spot, man this kitchen is hot
I’m cooking poison and dinner in the same pot
You ever wake up and you still in your nightmares
Well I’m living mines homie, mines is right here

[Chorus]
In my lifetime there’s things I want to forget
I feel I’m falling,
I’m feel I’m falling, falling to the ground (2x)


I done had my fair share of heartbreaks
Before 808’s, I made mistakes
I trust too much, I love too easy
Even if it’s wrong, even if it’s sneaky
Even if I know it’s off limits
Sign says prohibited I still try to get it
Sign says verboten, I still ain’t timid
I should have never trusted that heifer from the beginning
Tears I shed watered down my dreams
And too much water can just about destroy anything
Just ask New Orleans, just ask Noah
Lord when am I going to find closure
Her image is still hanging like posters
Why she use my heart for a coaster

[Chorus]
In my lifetime there’s things I want to forget
I feel I’m falling,
I’m feel I’m falling, falling to the ground (2x)


Falling to the ground…..falling to the ground
(I use to think that I was balling)
(Until I realized that I was falling)
(But I kept my head up, you keep your head up)
(Just keep moving forward, don’t never let up)
Track Name: A Very Bad Day
How you leave me out in the cold
I’m trying to do shows fill your bank account with zero’s
I thought I was daddy, papi
Bragging to my homeboys, why you ain’t stop me
We was doing the love thing for months
Even with a busy schedule still met you for brunch
So how we get from there, to being in your husband’s trunk
Both of us tied up
I ain’t know you was married, So why am I here
Your husbands’ pissed off, he ain’t thinking clear
He caught me outside the studio
14 dudes with skee masks on, that’s not a good scenario
Knew something was up when they ain’t try to take my jewelry
He took his skee mask off, face was filled with fury
He said “I see you like to sleep with men’s wives
Well for your sake I hope you got nine lives”
Then he spits in my face, and calls me a schmuck
If I ain’t stand there and take it, I would have got buck
He tells his boys “Put him in the trunk with the slut”
Then the trunk opens up, and I see you
Duck taped with a gag in your mouth
Blood in your face in your hair on your blouse
Then he pushed me in, and the trunk closes
And pearly gates is the next thing I notice


[Chorus]
No matter what you going through dawg,
It can surely be a whole lot worse (this is a very bad day)
No matter what you going through Ma,
It can surely be a whole lot worse (this is a very bad day)
No matter what you going through…….


He just got off from work, his shift was 20 hours
The only thing he wanted right now was a shower
The second thing he wanted right now was some chowder
And maybe a cold beer, and a kiss from his kids
Seven hours of sleep, to him, would seem like years
He’s dosing off anyway it’s like he’s not there
Until he heard some moaning upstairs
Furniture was moving, who the freak is upstairs
Nobody should be here, it’s 10 in the morning
Kids is at school, he reaches in his closet grabs his 45
Takes it upstairs for insurance
Incase it’s a burglar, then he’ll be a murderer
He gets close to the door and takes a peak
His daughter and a stranger is underneath his sheets
He kicks in the door, they both jump out of bed
Come to find out the stranger is his boss Fred
The same prick that gave him this 20 hour work shift
46 years old, half white and Haitian
His daughter turned 17 last month,
The type of chick that listen to Nicki Minaj too much
He points the gun at Fred, his daughter jumps across the bed and says Daddy “no”
But she was too slow
His anger makes him point the gun at her
Then two shots later, all three people meet they maker


[Chorus]
No matter what you going through Ma,
It can surely be a whole lot worse (this is a very bad day)
No matter what you going through homie,
It can surely be a whole lot worse (this is a very bad day)
No matter what you going through…….
Track Name: El Prezidino Feat. Eliezer - No Genius
Mama said stop saying I’m a Genius
Even if I’m truthful, and I really mean this
Because next thing they’ll do is call you a prick or a penis
But I don’t eat beef, I’m a Vegan, ha
Gay chicks like “Me too I’m a Vegan”
Young rappers playing with guns, trying to be Arenas
I’m just, El Prezidino I’m just trying to be a leader
Like your girl trying to poke it out, trying to be Serena
And why so many rappers got gimmicks now-a-days
And 95% of these suckaz sound the same
Artist drop albums and wonder why nobody bought it
Maybe cuz it sounds like what we flush down the toilet
Ya’ll the reason why illegal downloading is the norm
And records at a store people never check for’em
But 3Fingers Music Group is giving ya’ll a chance
Where artist can sign deals without pulling down they pants
Pants on the ground, pants on the ground
We hitting homeruns and ya’ll standing on the mounds
Looking like clowns with make-up on your face
Looking like you just left Elton John’s place


[Chorus]
Mama said stop telling everybody I’m a genius
Mama said stop telling everybody I’m a genius
Jesus told me stop telling ya’ll people I’m a genius
EZ told me stop telling ya’ll folks I’m a genius
My son said Daddy stop saying you a genius
My conscience is like go head you a genius


I will last forever like the battle between light-skin and dark-skin
Israeli- Palestinian
I’m Thanksgiving and you rappers are just Indians
Mr. Smarty pants is still better than these idiots
I ain’t never sold drugs but I’m still the kingpin
Till the day that ink stops coming out my ink pen
Drop four albums this year is what I’m thinking
Watch how many contracts I get with matching ink pens
I am working on my album like they working on my nerves
All this, work I put in these accolades I deserve
In the booth I’m the rapper with the wings and the halo
Radio trying to screw me don’t know why they acting gay for
Because I don’t ride bikes with no seats
I’m a Drew Brees the game that’s full of Ryan Leaf’s
Say Dino ain’t the truth and you lying through your teeth
If you sleeping on me, at least have plush sheets


[Chorus]
Mama said stop telling everybody I’m a genius
Mama said stop telling everybody I’m a genius
My mama said stop telling ya’ll people I’m a genius
God told me stop telling ya’ll people I’m a genius
EZ said Prezidino stop saying you a genius
T-One said Dino stop saying you a genius
Kelli said boy stop saying you a genius
My son is like Dad you know you a genius


Now I’m buzzing like my cell-phone on vibrate
And people start to pay attention bout what I say
Like Eddie Murphy in Coming to America
I ain’t fitting in but then I guess I ain’t suppose to
I play the peasant when I know I’m the king
Disguise my identity so I don’t hurt feelings
Lord it’s hard being humble
While I’m standing on the sidelines watching other rappers fumble
It’s hard telling lies, telling people I’m no genius
When my IQ is only average on Venus
That’s a metaphor for out of this world
Let’s get out of here girl


Mama said stop telling everybody I’m a genius
Mama said stop telling everybody I’m a genius
The Earchitect said Dino stop saying you a genius
George Bush like be like me boy you a genius
Martin Luther King told me Prezidino you a genius
……I’m a genius