PRESSURE FEATURING JAY-Z LYRICS
Yeah, f n f up
Through all the trials and the tribulations
And the storms, we still here un huh
You know what I’m saying
Fresh from the reigns of the police
This has been brought to you by genocide
Sponsored by crack, in accordance of
Operation with guns, yeah, yeah
They couldn’t believe how I took jargon
Made it describe how I push harden
Through the streets and at the same time I was pushing the margin
So far to the left that I ended up writing on my desk
Yes, I’m from a concrete jungle that’ll
Make your set look like Busch Gardens
Test, who wan touch the won don divine Dutch
Niggas want non, trust please believe
I don’t give a damn how gassed up or eager he
Is stave they won starve?
Who don’t want us to blow like Bomb Squad?
Well fighter, en guard. It’s Lupe, touché (un huh)
Cout de gras now put him in the trunk like the roofs ofur cars
Rappers is like Sunny, when I’m in the booth with my bars
A mind full of poison, a mouth full of flu and a lung full of SARS
Fresh from the mayonnaise jar
Prepare to break it down, get your razor blades pa
It’s only the begging man, Food and Liquor f n f
But it wasn’t easy to crack it
We wasn’t fly, had to get it off the ground pedaling
ET was in the basket now its sick first and fifth
On the come up like the last bullet in the clip
Click, a few didn’t survive it triggered something inside
It gave me power, got a grip like the floor of the shower
Now I hit anything I set my sights on with no lights on
Silencers my fifth pleads the fifth (shhh)
I don’t need a Japanese flag basher
Stampeder Hip-Hop right from the hip bang
No matter how much the enemy bolsters
I’mma hold us down like holster right up on my shoulders
Clappers, won’t you wait some more, fire, it ain’t safe no more
Cocksuckers fall backwards, I pull faster, it’s mastered
I had to turn into guns like megatron
You just brushed upon the upper echelon
Verse 3
Yeah, you know
Through it all, yeah
But, pops said, they won’t follow if your points is hollow
So in main vocal and adlib I bring focal to bad kid
Shed light on touble youth
Fed, egg rice and noodle soups
Explain all they rules and roots
But not enough to incriminate, just enough to demonstrate
While they confused as mutes
Aren’t easily amused and consumed hoops
and refused the truth