Mario Vitale Dead Presidents Rap

I'm the man on the mic that's my right

the virtual Houdini always shining

but deep inside I got pain that hides

eating away my delivery of who I be

so I kick it to the curb at your word

I got raps that raise the anxiety please

gonna knock you to your knees

seeing the suckers bleed

got one foot in heaven while the other is in hell

but I got a great story to tell

I'm the over weight lover Mario Vitale

spreading out love making sweet history

we each go through things

another door bell rings

an explosion deep inside

we all want to run away & hide

see you on the flip side squeeze

gonna knock you to your knees

many folks just do what they please

so I took my ride down to the ocean

Surf & turf with some magic lotion

sipping on Pepsi cause that's my potion

see I got high hope for the underground

kicking vibrations with a brand new sound

can't we all just get along

Rap through the pain in your midnight hour

screaming shame with your pain & sorrow

onto soaring heights like a young G in the night

never relent to ever give up on the fight

it's a spice of life with cheap thrills it still pay the bills

taking all those pills yet knock on wood I'm not dead

got a lot rap beats flowing through my head

it's the living dead

stop me now or i'll have a face full of lead

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