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Pressure Drop The Road

(Instrumental)

I'm going down the road, Going away to leave ya, Down the road I'm gone

(Chorus) You can see me on the top you can see when we drop You can meet me on the block, we'll stop and talk We do not get thrown we don't stop Whether

Yeah man, niggaz think it's all peaches and cream Shit's hard right now man, it's real shit Me and my road dogs man on this one We stay constantly dirty

the tree And the town's lost its breath I took the wrong road 'round Handsome is good, pretty is better What was that phrase, grace under pressure?

roads The knowledge in rhyme, Versus the bullets in your pistols The dollars they dive for, The pusher with a Pit-Bull The too cool for school, The never under pressure

i believe in the p-crew destiny the wrote, the women, the pressure of b-testimy lyrics are so tight, mc's think of undressin me thats why they gettin cut and drop

hats And nice sweats And litle niggas got through the mall like packs of wild animals Anticipating the showdown In my town Pretty (? ) bitches get fucked Then they stock just drop

they grind And ain?t nobody takin? from us and that?s the bottom line But I know there's a drop in the block You move slow, you gettin' pressure from