Tha Alkaholiks - Contents Unda Pressure lyrics
[Tha Alkaholiks - Contents Unda Pressure lyrics]
I'm the beer rational outta national
My cash flow is thick like
Mashed potato-oes in the gravy
Wsup wavy, thanks to my homey King Tee la
The host wit the most
Im coast to coast like Aunt Peela
The Cowboys beat the Steelers so
Nigga where's my $50 boom bap to your cap if
Your eyes is lookin shiftee
In this game of rappin your
Ass will never win
And let you play b-b rickers wit Quik
Suge and Mack 10 who need to come join
These words like conjunction
A friend before I bring the
End to your bodily functions
When I speak I go deep
Like when I'm stabbin it
You comin up empty like
Your Mother Hubbard's cabinet
Cause you keep comin wit
Rhymes done so cheaply
Example is the school of mankind
Niggas so peep me
You Range-Rovin, Tommy Hil and bustin Glocks
While I'm in the studio bustin
Lyrics in my socks
And the A-C is broken, no jokin
We got the rum without the coke in
The fuckin DAT machine is smokin
The pizza still ain't here, we out of beer
And I think this motherfuckin
Engineer is a queer
And my dip is blowin up my hip whats up honey
(eh J-Ro the land lord
Really wants his money) aWW shit
Contents under pressure
Contents under pressure
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
Ain't no describin'
The way that Tash be feelin' when he's vibin'
Be feelin like a deadly
Secret agent on assignment
Don't fuck wit microfilms
I want the microphones and tables
That some niggas stole while I was
At a meeting wit my label
'Cause Tash will rock your cradle wit
The fatal rhymes that pound
Put you down cuz your lyrics
Suck more than Divine Brown
While I'm off that Royal Crown
Gettin party at the Atmospheric
Wit the 40's and the Hennesy to
Get yall in the spirit
So bounce to the lyrics of
The noble Likwit warrior
Get the stress out or try to
Maintain like X and Gloria
Poundin' your surroundin' stuffin at
You from the Liks
Styles harder to decode than
Grafitti on the bricks
So read my tag and weep
While I drive you off the deep
Wit the Alkie style that rock you
And made Quantum wanna leap
Cuz Tash in the streets plays
For keeps on micros
Its the never ending quest for
West coast rap titles
Contents under pressure
Contents under pressure
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
Yo I walk in the place, kicks un laced
Wit a bitter beer face
(and a 40?) naw a whole case
Wit flows like these
We not your average MC's
We be the drunken masters of ceremonies
These rappers come out hard then
Turn fake like rayon
Put I choose to stick to
The streets like a crayon
In order to go pop
We'd have to stop comin' fresher
Contents under pressure
And there ain't no tellin when
We bout to explode
Like tall cans in the freezer
When they get too cold
We gotta title to hold
West coast ghetto gold
More than half a million know
These beats got soul
We still under pressure, that's my motivation
To let this drunk technique
Leak throughout the nation
I'm stressed out, for weeks wit no sleep
And no roll in the studio cuz
I know this shit's gotta blow
When you see me on the mic
We go buck for buck
We only battle decent niggas
So be glad y'all suck
Cause if I take ten steps and
Turn around I'll destroy ya
Cause my style be up in niggas
Like I'm Oscar De La Hoya
The crew you got before ya
Tash the top gunner
So try to stay on float while
The current pulls you under
Cause read what it stands fool
Liks on the bulletin
Wit skills they couldn't teach your
Ass at Cal State Fulleton
I'm in the zone like the Bulls at home
Wit mad stains on my shirt from
All the beer and foam
Cause the crew wit all the brew
Buries squads like treasures
Wit the Hennessy and Coke tryin'
To deal wit life's pressure
Contents under pressure
Contents under pressure
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
My cash flow is thick like
Mashed potato-oes in the gravy
Wsup wavy, thanks to my homey King Tee la
The host wit the most
Im coast to coast like Aunt Peela
The Cowboys beat the Steelers so
Nigga where's my $50 boom bap to your cap if
Your eyes is lookin shiftee
In this game of rappin your
Ass will never win
And let you play b-b rickers wit Quik
Suge and Mack 10 who need to come join
These words like conjunction
A friend before I bring the
End to your bodily functions
When I speak I go deep
Like when I'm stabbin it
You comin up empty like
Your Mother Hubbard's cabinet
Cause you keep comin wit
Rhymes done so cheaply
Example is the school of mankind
Niggas so peep me
You Range-Rovin, Tommy Hil and bustin Glocks
While I'm in the studio bustin
Lyrics in my socks
And the A-C is broken, no jokin
We got the rum without the coke in
The fuckin DAT machine is smokin
The pizza still ain't here, we out of beer
And I think this motherfuckin
Engineer is a queer
And my dip is blowin up my hip whats up honey
(eh J-Ro the land lord
Really wants his money) aWW shit
Contents under pressure
Contents under pressure
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
Ain't no describin'
The way that Tash be feelin' when he's vibin'
Be feelin like a deadly
Secret agent on assignment
Don't fuck wit microfilms
I want the microphones and tables
That some niggas stole while I was
At a meeting wit my label
'Cause Tash will rock your cradle wit
The fatal rhymes that pound
Put you down cuz your lyrics
Suck more than Divine Brown
While I'm off that Royal Crown
Gettin party at the Atmospheric
Wit the 40's and the Hennesy to
Get yall in the spirit
So bounce to the lyrics of
The noble Likwit warrior
Get the stress out or try to
Maintain like X and Gloria
Poundin' your surroundin' stuffin at
You from the Liks
Styles harder to decode than
Grafitti on the bricks
So read my tag and weep
While I drive you off the deep
Wit the Alkie style that rock you
And made Quantum wanna leap
Cuz Tash in the streets plays
For keeps on micros
Its the never ending quest for
West coast rap titles
Contents under pressure
Contents under pressure
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
Yo I walk in the place, kicks un laced
Wit a bitter beer face
(and a 40?) naw a whole case
Wit flows like these
We not your average MC's
We be the drunken masters of ceremonies
These rappers come out hard then
Turn fake like rayon
Put I choose to stick to
The streets like a crayon
In order to go pop
We'd have to stop comin' fresher
Contents under pressure
And there ain't no tellin when
We bout to explode
Like tall cans in the freezer
When they get too cold
We gotta title to hold
West coast ghetto gold
More than half a million know
These beats got soul
We still under pressure, that's my motivation
To let this drunk technique
Leak throughout the nation
I'm stressed out, for weeks wit no sleep
And no roll in the studio cuz
I know this shit's gotta blow
When you see me on the mic
We go buck for buck
We only battle decent niggas
So be glad y'all suck
Cause if I take ten steps and
Turn around I'll destroy ya
Cause my style be up in niggas
Like I'm Oscar De La Hoya
The crew you got before ya
Tash the top gunner
So try to stay on float while
The current pulls you under
Cause read what it stands fool
Liks on the bulletin
Wit skills they couldn't teach your
Ass at Cal State Fulleton
I'm in the zone like the Bulls at home
Wit mad stains on my shirt from
All the beer and foam
Cause the crew wit all the brew
Buries squads like treasures
Wit the Hennessy and Coke tryin'
To deal wit life's pressure
Contents under pressure
Contents under pressure
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse
I hope for the best and expect the worst
Get stress off my chest everytime
I bust a verse