rappers hit the floor [2pac] How should I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a seed I'm under pressure
That term's done fucka, what up whatever You bird's is food I'm about to pluck some feathers, I'm young and clever, Plus, clutch under pressure, yup!
the pressure point I got the voc in touch, I tell my bitch I'm a give up drinkin' when she give her emotions up Too many enemies and no killers Too many
But it's OK, cause we go hard, you know, that's why the streets for. I feel the pressure in pain, you may think I'm insane, feel like a bullet hit your
tryin to be famous, its only ma life that is'nt glarious, tryin to be good, tryin to forget that time wer A-Double-B was blowin up hes enemies in tha
of real hip hop and true raps expression Inner soul and beliefs through 4 A dat's Or should I say 32 tracks of inner artifacts From the heart the pressure
hostility has grown. Gunfire rings out; all are wounded; rescue team needed; Secure that area with extreme caution heeded; More gunfire and several combatants are lost; all enemy
nobody strange tryin to be famous, its only ma life that is'nt glarious tryin to be good, tryin to forget that time wer A-Double-B was blowin up hes enemies
lies It makes no sense to live this mess Constant until I find my rest Enemy within a soul in flames Gaining it's pulse breeding inside Pressure increase
women I hate you gay teletubies Dreams keep my alive you can't take em from me The battlefield is bloody, mean, and ugly My andrenaline rushes when the enemy
am the Red Giant of rhymes Solar deflectors incinerate you whole in one second Flow is untested, those that I've threatened fold under pressure At one
Something inside changed So much time ahead So much that can be done Speaking words in unknown tongues Presaging armageddon's son Pressure building
m on the run from po-po, some crab niggas pulled the bitch move My blood pressure's high but I play it calm and smooth Everybody's my enemy, can't trust
. I want y'all to feel me. Let allah take this path to teach the truth to those Who do not know themselves. [babyface fensta] Heat like a pressure cooker
Light The dragon burning flame is the one to Rule the face of the earth The time has come to go to war for your Kingdom Bleak day Clouded pressure The
I be, checkin' my fuckin' head Scared, lookin' up in your face, Boy I see dead If you test like SAT, then I guess that we may be Enemies in the P's freestyles
we'll be balling again Time to make y'all my military be prepared for the busters similar to **** to scary get to near me we rush 'em Visions of over packed prisons million's of **** thug living Pressure
to miss me A bunch of hypocrites whistling Dixie Good riddance 'cause you never should have touched me You cowards knew you couldn't take the pressure