Rapsody, Styles P - The Pressure lyrics

Snap back to reality the pressure

Tired, my eyes wired, wanna spin tires
Escape somewhere like the Pirates
Moat homey boats
Can get you down there in an hour
Silence and bright fire
Loungin’ in light attire
My daddy wanna retire
He’s almost sixty years
He’s everything I admire
Thinkin’ why take a shot
As I plot how I would knot it
I rubber band the retirement
Green like Ireland
In lucky Pick 3 eyein’ ‘em
Escape environments
And lowly tyrants, ridin’ out in the silence
Hearin the sirens, still feel the chills
The pressure of being ill as this
How the team feel about
Me like Collin Kaepernick
Started from the bottom and
Graduated to leadership
City hate but want me to
Pacify all the pessimists ain’t it crazy?
Ain’t it crazy how they all are now behavin’s
Bitch, don’t kill my vibe
Understand all that Woody’s not saying
Singin' another tune another MF Doom
Wanted two face
Be hopin' this tan in your moon

Ayo light, take all the delight
They hated before but now huh
They love ya for life the pressure
I fight to stay on the path of
My life to write the right
So many wrongs we rollin’ the dice
On, make better songs they’ll
Sing at their proms
They’ll share with their moms like
Look her era da bomb
Bond with me for a minute this is life
Can get the best of ya, don’t let it tonight
The pressure, the pressure, the pressure

Celebrations, I’m overdosin’ the vodka
All the days at mi casa, workin’
I had to blossom no-one now in mi classa
I graduated the roster
From So-so's to new flows
Tony Kukcoc I block a
Buck, told ‘em all to get tough
Wanna be a rapper biggie, 3K, 2Pac-a
Get some hoes in your stockings
Hard work, but y’all wanna flirt
Success block us gold, silver
And platinum everybody gon’ mock ‘em
It’s quite shockin’ like
Thunderstorms in Nevada
The way they treat you tomorrow if
Ever you hit rock bottom
They all change another tune
Sang like Lady Gaga
The Fame Monster humongous, I’m like a kaka
Seen straight through it
So never was victim to it
The pressure that come along with
Everything that we doin’
I’m tired, my eyes wired, wanna cry a bit
I’m strong
It’s just sometimes I need to ex-a-tit
(exit) out, fightin exorcists, demons hide
‘Cause I still abide by the angel on my ride
Side with no man sell my soul for change
The pressure to stay true and
Never fall for fame


Dealing with the pressure
School of hard knocks new semester
I told you that the Ducthie the professor
Probably on the low like Soul Brotha in Mecca
Work on the table with the gun on the dresser
I think I lost my mind like
Heath Ledger in the Dark Knight
Light the Dutchie hoping that it spark right
Clap and hysteria, Captain America’s
Shield couldn’t block all this real
Shit I’m tellin’ ya like a felony I bury ya
Niggas still hustle a plate, a roll
A carrier my pressure bust pipes homey
Fuck it you better think
About your life homey
Epic poetry ask Rapsody
You want the hardest nigga better ask for me
Now that’s actually near factually
I told 9th Wonder "I’m the tenth
Get back at me"