cope Don't put too much pressure on Don't put too much pressure on me Don't put too much pressure on Don't put too much pressure on me Never mind, you
t put too much pressure on, Don't put too much pressure on me Don't put too much pressure on, Don't put too much pressure on me Never mind you'll be
with our views, but you had to respect 'em Diamonds in the rough, but were we reflectin a system that's aburpt, the streets, or no ?pressure? One morning
escape all of the pain Escape your brain and so it stays the same We would not lay down, keep on fighting We won't live in vain, keep on climbing We
Chorus: G-Dep] One way G-Dep singing the chorus in parts I'm a find ya Getch ya, one day But I'm a find ya One Way Unngghh One day I'm a find ya and
travel I just came unraveled Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled Owned by C.A., state property Just like the year fifteen fifty three Looking for me, a one-way
It'z on Thatz the move AJ [yea] Well it'z on We gon intensify the struggle, you know what I'm sayin' We under a lot of pressure, all opposites survive
's the way that we will forget ourselves And it's the way that we will for no one else And it's the way that we will put pressure on our bones That we
mc's lookin for their way on the clown road pass the racks of overweighted tracks you might find a clash with what they say is a smash hit me with the one
of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol The Bad Lieutenant, digital chaos out of control Deep in a swampland, the killer's out officially financed Graffiti crazed individual rock steady in all his fury Backspinnin' on
to those that couldn't take the pressure Nigga they long gone Skeet 25 lighters on dressers Or you'll get zoned on They be puttin' them bodies in bags They be cuttin' them bodies on
that niggas dick over my pops corner All my people are probably wondering what's going on Playin' a chess game, gotta keep my eye on this mate All the way
in the flesh You could come and download every rhyme that I spit You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip None of those rhymes is on the album
I'm leavin it 'cause I can feel the oil pressure building up turning over the ignition of my solar system check the gauges, push in the tape, put my foot on
her his prisoner And the acts of violence get worse every day? Many women lose their support systems Once the batterer has isolated her and no one will
, my dependence on these chemical artifical dreams Is what makes my habit obscene Chorus: What type of drugs do you do? And what do you do to get your hands on
find me I'm at ringside any time the fights on And I'm in the big black truck with the carolina lights on Or you can hop on the Pulaski Skyway I'm in
rains hailin' Got me bailin' to stacks more green Gods ain't tryin' to be trapped on no block slangin' No rocks like bean pies brainstorm on the beginnin