The Pressure

[Hook: Rapsody]

Snap back to reality

The pressure

[Verse 1: Rapsody]

Tired, my eyes wired, wanna spin tires

Escape somewhere like the Pirates, [?] moat homey boats

Can get you down there in an hour, silence and bright fire

Loungin’ in light attire, my daddy wanna retire

He’s almost sixty years, he’s everything I admire

Thinkin’ why take a shot, as I plot how I would knot it

I rubber band the retirement, green like Ireland

In lucky Pick 3 eyein’ ‘em, escape environments

And lowly tyrants, ridin’ out in the silence

Hearin the sirens, still feel the chills

The pressure of being ill as this

How the team feel about me like Collin Kaepernick

Started from the bottom and graduated to leadership

City hate but want me to pacify all the pessimists

Ain’t it crazy?

Ain’t it crazy how they all are now behavin’s

Bitch, don’t kill my vibe, understand all that Woody’s not saying

Singin' another tune

Another MF Doom

Wanted two face, be hopin' this tan in your moon

[Bridge: Rapsody]

Ayo light, take all the delight

They hated before but now huh they love ya for life

The pressure, I fight to stay on the path of my life to write the right

So many wrongs we rollin’ the dice

On, make better songs they’ll sing at their proms

They’ll share with their moms like look her era da bomb

Bond with me for a minute this is life

Can get the best of ya, don’t let it tonight

The pressure, the pressure, the pressure

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rapsody]

Celebrations, I’m overdosin’ the vodka

All the days at mi casa, workin’, I had to blossom

No-one now in mi classa, I graduated the roster

From So-so's to new flows, Tony Kukcoc I block a

Buck, told ‘em all to get tough, wanna be a rapper

Biggie, 3K, 2Pac-a, get some hoes in your stockings

Hard work, but y’all wanna flirt, success block us

Gold, silver, and platinum — everybody gon’ mock ‘em

It’s quite shockin’ like thunderstorms in Nevada

The way they treat you tomorrow if ever you hit rock bottom

They all change another tune sang like Lady Gaga

The Fame Monster [?] humongous, I’m like a kaka

Seen straight through it, so never was victim to it

The pressure that come along with everything that we doin’

I’m tired, my eyes wired, wanna cry a bit

I’m strong, it’s just sometimes I need to ex-a-tit (exit)

Out, fightin exorcists, demons hide

‘Cause I still abide by the angel on my ride

Side with no man sell my soul for change

The pressure to stay true and never fall for fame

[Bridge]

[Verse 3: Styles P]

Dealing with the pressure, school of hard knocks new semester

I told you that the Ducthie the professor

Probably on the low like Soul Brotha in Mecca

Work on the table with the gun on the dresser

I think I lost my mind like Heath Ledger in the Dark Knight

Light the Dutchie hoping that it spark right

Clap and hysteria, Captain America’s

Shield couldn’t block all this real shit I’m tellin’ ya

Like a felony I bury ya

Niggas still hustle a plate, a roll, a carrier

My pressure bust pipes homey

Fuck it — you better think about your life homey

Epic poetry ask Rapsody

You want the hardest nigga better ask for me

Now that’s actually near factually

I told 9th Wonder “I’m the tenth, get back at me”

[Hook]