Yo VIP, let's kick it!
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no manners boy
Under pressure, that burns a building down
Puts a family in two, puts people on streets
Alright, stop! Collaborate and listen
Jed, we're back with a brand new invention
Something, grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harp in daily and nightly
Will I ever stop? Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights, and I'll go
To the extreme, I rock a mic like a vandal
Live the stage, what's chummed like a candle
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no manners boy
Dance, convert speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it, or leave it, you better gain weight
You better hear Bullseye, the kids don't play
If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook where my DJ revolves it
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no manners boy
Under pressure, that burns a building down
Puts a family in two, puts people on streets
All of it, all of it
Do it or eat it or
That's okay, it's the tell-all
Knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends scream, let me out
Wait, tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on the streets
Ice, ice, baby
Ice, ice, baby
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the Vegas all pumping
Quick to the point, to the point, no faking
Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them, you're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal and a hi-hat
With a souped up tempo, I'm on a roll
Time to go solo
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure
Rolling in my 5.0
Rack top down so my hair can blow
Girlies on standby, waving just to say hi
Did you stop? No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next stop
The block was dead, yo, so I continued to
A1A, Beachfront Avenue
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you
Don't let us fall
Under pressure
That burns a bit of it down
It's a family of two
Those people on the streets
Who are they?
Who are they?
Do they not eat it up?
That's okay, it's the tell-all
Of what this world is about
Watching some good friends meet
Let me out
Hey, tomorrow
Give me holloway
Pressure up, pressure people
People on the streets
To go, to go
Ice, ice, baby
To go, to go
Ice, ice, baby
To go, to go
Ice, ice, baby
To go, to go
Ice, ice, baby
To go, to go
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