Lirik Lagu The Pressure - A Tribe Called Quest
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Verse
[Q-Tip]
In this American metropolis filled with MC'sA Tribe Called Quest came to drop jewels wit' easePlus make you party, we do this music thing for everybodyBlack, White, Latino and Asian, we cold raisin'The stakes of hip-hop to a new plateauTo bridge gaps in generations for future plantationsA god-fearin' folk cos we all from the yolkOf one breed, one seed, to good goals we proceedNowadays I strive to be a very good influenceEven though not too long ago I was a truantNow I'm droppin' it on this and many broad topicsFrom man's obsession with money to holy prophetsLike Mohammed, yo, you know the scene is so freakyEnemies they denounce me and my own try to sweep meNow I got hip-hop acts posin' like fat catsLex and a Rolex, Moet and a top hatBut what about your contract, slick? Is you proper?It's time we turned the tables of this hip-hop fableI be strivin yo', tryna bang these joints out my skilletAnd fulfil it, think about these kids, we can't kill it
[Phife]
Now every dog has his day, but eff that, it's my yearAll you gat pullin' MC's could never come nearAll that bogus type chatter, please put it to restIt's the Phifer from Quest leavin' venues a messSo I even start to (Rap) when you know you have no (Haps)Wit' your simpleton (Lyrics), your light-hearted (Act)Step back, me no have no time for datI'm blowin' up the spot for all you ras clot idi-otsIn a world where you have like a zillion MC'sNinety percent of all you suckers have filthy LPsBitch this, trick that, come on, act like you knowI be that up north MC who never chose to play the down-low(His name is Phife Dawg) I label myself as The Boss (True dat)Same height as Little Vicious, yet I'm shorter than Kriss KrossQueens representation, son, you know how we doWhile Light' and Sha, they represent BK to the fullestI be the sidekick to The Abstract, so get ready for combatYo, what about about them biters? Errr! Me not like thatMy motto is to wreck shop, I do it on the non-stopCome on party people, you must give me my propsCos y'all know good and damn well that the style has been masteredSo head for the border you peasy-haired bastardsBefore I start to put it on ya, come on now, must I warn ya?Queens is in the house so all MC's go hold their corner
Outro
We feelin' pressures in hereYou know we feelin' pressuresFeelin' pressures in hereYou know we feelin' pressuresWe gotta stand clearJus' gotta stand clearGotta gotta stand clear of the pressureThe what?
[Q-Tip]
In this American metropolis filled with MC'sA Tribe Called Quest came to drop jewels wit' easePlus make you party, we do this music thing for everybodyBlack, White, Latino and Asian, we cold raisin'The stakes of hip-hop to a new plateauTo bridge gaps in generations for future plantationsA god-fearin' folk cos we all from the yolkOf one breed, one seed, to good goals we proceedNowadays I strive to be a very good influenceEven though not too long ago I was a truantNow I'm droppin' it on this and many broad topicsFrom man's obsession with money to holy prophetsLike Mohammed, yo, you know the scene is so freakyEnemies they denounce me and my own try to sweep meNow I got hip-hop acts posin' like fat catsLex and a Rolex, Moet and a top hatBut what about your contract, slick? Is you proper?It's time we turned the tables of this hip-hop fableI be strivin yo', tryna bang these joints out my skilletAnd fulfil it, think about these kids, we can't kill it
[Phife]
Now every dog has his day, but eff that, it's my yearAll you gat pullin' MC's could never come nearAll that bogus type chatter, please put it to restIt's the Phifer from Quest leavin' venues a messSo I even start to (Rap) when you know you have no (Haps)Wit' your simpleton (Lyrics), your light-hearted (Act)Step back, me no have no time for datI'm blowin' up the spot for all you ras clot idi-otsIn a world where you have like a zillion MC'sNinety percent of all you suckers have filthy LPsBitch this, trick that, come on, act like you knowI be that up north MC who never chose to play the down-low(His name is Phife Dawg) I label myself as The Boss (True dat)Same height as Little Vicious, yet I'm shorter than Kriss KrossQueens representation, son, you know how we doWhile Light' and Sha, they represent BK to the fullestI be the sidekick to The Abstract, so get ready for combatYo, what about about them biters? Errr! Me not like thatMy motto is to wreck shop, I do it on the non-stopCome on party people, you must give me my propsCos y'all know good and damn well that the style has been masteredSo head for the border you peasy-haired bastardsBefore I start to put it on ya, come on now, must I warn ya?Queens is in the house so all MC's go hold their corner
Outro
We feelin' pressures in hereYou know we feelin' pressuresFeelin' pressures in hereYou know we feelin' pressuresWe gotta stand clearJus' gotta stand clearGotta gotta stand clear of the pressureThe what?
