Lupe Fiasco, JAY-Z - Pressure lyrics

Roc-A-Fella 1st and! Jay! Lupe! yeah! Ugh!

And so it seems that I'm sewing jeans
And 1st and 15th is just a sewing machine
So I cut the pattern and I sew it's seams and
Button in this hustling, then, publicly
I'm Buddy Lee there's no busting them
And cuffing them is like
Ushering in the regime
They want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that
A little big in the waist
Two-pocket on the back call them Lu-vi's
Old jeans covered in blue dye (Woo)
Give 'em the game
That's like giving chocolate to the fat
Look: how you think I got here?
That's the same game that came through
Where I lived as a kid
In the bad luck truck and
Threw boxes off the back
Made me a ripper, deliver like river
Content a lil' more thicker, slicker, yeah!
And they said oil and water don't mix
Now they all down at the beach
Washing off the fish
Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the
Roc into your ships yeah!

It's my life (My life)
Everything I do I do for you
(I do it all for you)
Everything I say, you know it's the truth
(I'll say it is the truth)
I'll take all the pressure off of you
(Take pressure off of you)
I'll take the pressure off of you

Yeah! Uhh, it's hella proper (proper)
'Cause it sag so low you can
See boxer like a boxer's
That's the way that the family's pants worn
Don't be sly and try and put 'em on
The stones in the pocket'll drag you
Down to Davy Jones' locker
Beware if you wanna rock the Knickerbocker
Other nigga from the block what
They was selling O's
Like Wheel of Fortune, of imported cocaine
Just to feel important, it was "Do or Die"
They was tired of being "Po' Pimps
" not for sure (Sure)
That was just a product of my common sense
(Sense) i guess
I was just guessing like the consonants
Momma said, "Beware of what the devil do"
"Tell 'em that your soul's not
For sale like the Ws"
So go 'head and pirate the highest
Cannons make you leak like, pirated my shh
It's no shh it's just shh like quiet
And big homie's out of retirement, nigga
Yessir!

It's my life (My life)
Everything I do I do for you
(I do it all for you)
Everything I say, you know it's the truth
(I'll say it is the truth)
I'll take all the pressure off of you
(Take pressure off of you) unh!
I'll take (Young) the pressure off of you
Unh!

So the pen is mightier than the sword
My Lord my first picture was a line-up
Now I'm on the Forbes (Unh)
And I still remain the
Artiste through thees all
If you force my hand, I'll be forced to draw
(Ha ha ha) if the war calls for Warhols
Hope you got enough space
On your hall's walls i make niggas murals
Then escape the Bureau's investigation
Out in Europe on vacation
I'm back for these puppies with the pound
Boy (Rrrrra) here's a round, boy
(Rrrra! Rrrra) , down, boy sound boy
You don't wanna sound-clash loud noise
Leave niggas paranoid if not paralyzed
Which means you can't walk in my shoes
Too much green you can't talk in my hue
Extend the team, nigga, holla at Lu'
1st and 15th, that's my cue i'm through

It's my life (My life)
Everything I do I do for you
(I do it all for you)
Everything I say, you know it's the truth
(I'll say it is the truth)
I'll take all the pressure off of you
(Take pressure off of you)
I'll take the pressure off of you