King Gordy, Sal - Stress lyrics

[King Gordy, Sal - Stress lyrics]

People wonder why
I'm violent look at my life
See the things I go through
I hope you know you
Are a victim if you listen to this
You're ready to start a riot
Cuz you're feelin' this shit
Your boss is getting on your goddamn nerves
Ay?
Talkin bout he ain't see you at work lately
Stop hating and pay me
Soon as I get it I shall get in my car
Play this song
My main attention is in the bar
(you're a rockstar)
Let me get a try at the cops
Give me that old number seven
Jackie Dan on the rocks
Give me two, give me three
Give me fo' here we go
Ready to blow, take what you like and sip it
Yo
Feeling invincible hittin them switches slow
Drivin off in the night, pretty predictable
And you think you got a worthless life?
Baby trust me
It can't be no worse than mine no stress!

You hate your job, you're so depressed
(STRESS) you just wanna get paid
Stayed on the block, now you're homeless
(STRESS) beggin for some change and I said
I so hate this, but I embrace it
I can fly sTRESS!

So what your wife left ya?
I know you missin' her
A couple shots of Jackie Dan
Man you won't remember her
We'll have a fun time-a Drinkin' Budweiser
And some hard lima don't bring your wife-a
We came to have a party
Listen to heavy metal
Just hope it doesn't start then
Hit 'em with heavy metal
I have no fears i was born in here
I stayed in here i invaded
Every whore in here
Me and Paradime passed sipping times
And woke up ordering Jack
Daniels and Lemon Lime
People meet's us in arenas (HARDCORE)
Cost it
Slam this until there's blood on the floor
When you're black
Pierce your ears tattoo your face
You got a lot of youth to waste
Baby chose your fate
Quite complainin' about how bad you feel
If you that sad for real, go get mad and kill
(No stress)

You hate your job, you're so depressed
(STRESS) you just wanna get paid
Stayed on the block, now you're homeless
(STRESS) beggin for some change and I said
I so hate this, but I embrace it
I can fly sTRESS!

Get right in the middle
They won't be checkin' for demos
No respect I will give you i'm cut throat
All the sessions continue just let me
Help you get rid of this, just
Be sexy, give me what you lust fo
The place is shakin' barricades is brakin'
Crazy change like Vegas Insane occasions
Blast from the scully uh
Banned from America trashin terror
Nigga, what the fuck?

I got choices my voice has been silenced
I fell in love with the hate and the violence
And like a time bomb, I tic and I toc
And I'm not gonna stop
Like a bomb about to drop
This shit is something we can all relate to
If you ain't feelin' it now
It's gonna get to you
Now I'm upset about the bills
That I can't pay
Barely enough to get me by, feel like a slave

You hate your job, you're so depressed
(STRESS) you just wanna get paid
Stayed on the block, now you're homeless
(STRESS) beggin for some change and I said
I so hate this, but I embrace it
I can fly sTRESS! STRESS!
STRESS! STRESS!

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