Lirik Lagu Pressure - Jay-Z, , - Lupe Fiasco
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(feat. Jay-Z)
[Lupe Fiasco]Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!!Jay... Lupe!
Yeah, uhhAnd so it seems that I'm, sewin jeansAnd, 1st and 15 is just a sewin machineSo I, cut the pattern and I, sew in seamsAnd, button in this hustlin then publically I'm Buddy LeeThere's no bustin them and cuffin them is likeusherin in the regime, they want me to make Prince pantsBut I withstand, I ain't gotten into thatA little big in the waist, two-pocket on the backCall them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dyeGive 'em the game, that's like givin chocolate to the fatLook, how you think I got here?That's the same game that came through where I lived as a kidin the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the backMade me a ripper, deliver like riverContent a little more thicker, slickerYeah, and they said oil and water don't mixNow they all down at the beach washin off the fishWas Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your shipsYEAH!
[Chorus]It's my life, my life - everything I dooo I dooooo for youI do it all for you - everything I say you knowwww it's the truthI'll say it is the truth - I'll take all the pressure offff of youTake pressure off of you; I'll take, the pressure off of you
[Lupe Fiasco]YEAH!Uhh, it's hella proper (proper)Cause it sag so low you can see boxer, like a boxer'sThat's the way that the Family's pants wornThen we slide, and try and put 'em onThe stones in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy Jones lockerBeware if you wanna Roc the KnickerbockerOther nigga from the block what, they was sellin O'slike Wheel of Fortune, of imported cocainejust to feel important, it was +Do or Die+They was tired of bein "Po' Pimps," now for sureThat was just a product of my common senseI guess, I was just guessin like the consonantsMomma said beware of what the devil doTell 'em that your soul's not for sale like the W'sSo go ahead and pirate, the highestcannons make you leak like pirated my shhh..It's no shhh.. it's just shhh like quietAnd big homey's out of retirement
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]Uhh, Young, uhhSo the pen is mightier than the sword my lordMy first picture was a line-up, now I'm on the ForbesAnd I still remain the artiste through thees allIf you force my hand I'll be forced to "draw"If the war calls for war hallsHope you got enough space on your hall's wallsI make niggaz murals, then escape the bureau'sinvestigation, out in Europe on vacationI'm back for these puppies with the pound boy(Blaow) Here's a round boy (blaow blaow) down boySound boy, you don't wanna soundclash loud noiseleave niggaz paranoid if not paralyzedWhich means you can't walk in my shoesToo much green you can't talk in my hueExtend the team, nigga holla at Lu'1st and 15th, that's my cue, I'm through
[Chorus]
[Lupe Fiasco]Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!!Jay... Lupe!
Yeah, uhhAnd so it seems that I'm, sewin jeansAnd, 1st and 15 is just a sewin machineSo I, cut the pattern and I, sew in seamsAnd, button in this hustlin then publically I'm Buddy LeeThere's no bustin them and cuffin them is likeusherin in the regime, they want me to make Prince pantsBut I withstand, I ain't gotten into thatA little big in the waist, two-pocket on the backCall them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dyeGive 'em the game, that's like givin chocolate to the fatLook, how you think I got here?That's the same game that came through where I lived as a kidin the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the backMade me a ripper, deliver like riverContent a little more thicker, slickerYeah, and they said oil and water don't mixNow they all down at the beach washin off the fishWas Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your shipsYEAH!
[Chorus]It's my life, my life - everything I dooo I dooooo for youI do it all for you - everything I say you knowwww it's the truthI'll say it is the truth - I'll take all the pressure offff of youTake pressure off of you; I'll take, the pressure off of you
[Lupe Fiasco]YEAH!Uhh, it's hella proper (proper)Cause it sag so low you can see boxer, like a boxer'sThat's the way that the Family's pants wornThen we slide, and try and put 'em onThe stones in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy Jones lockerBeware if you wanna Roc the KnickerbockerOther nigga from the block what, they was sellin O'slike Wheel of Fortune, of imported cocainejust to feel important, it was +Do or Die+They was tired of bein "Po' Pimps," now for sureThat was just a product of my common senseI guess, I was just guessin like the consonantsMomma said beware of what the devil doTell 'em that your soul's not for sale like the W'sSo go ahead and pirate, the highestcannons make you leak like pirated my shhh..It's no shhh.. it's just shhh like quietAnd big homey's out of retirement
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]Uhh, Young, uhhSo the pen is mightier than the sword my lordMy first picture was a line-up, now I'm on the ForbesAnd I still remain the artiste through thees allIf you force my hand I'll be forced to "draw"If the war calls for war hallsHope you got enough space on your hall's wallsI make niggaz murals, then escape the bureau'sinvestigation, out in Europe on vacationI'm back for these puppies with the pound boy(Blaow) Here's a round boy (blaow blaow) down boySound boy, you don't wanna soundclash loud noiseleave niggaz paranoid if not paralyzedWhich means you can't walk in my shoesToo much green you can't talk in my hueExtend the team, nigga holla at Lu'1st and 15th, that's my cue, I'm through
[Chorus]
