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Pressure_Jay-Z
[ti:Pressure_Jay-Z]
[ar:Brianna Taylor]
[al:Food And Liquor]
[by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】]
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Pressure_Jay-Z - Brianna Taylor
Roc-A-Fella
1st AND
Jay Lupe
Yeah uhh
And so it seems that I'm
Sewing jeans
And
1st and 15 is just a sewing machine
So I cut the pattern and I
Sew in seams
And button in this hustling then publically
I'm Buddy Lee
There's no bustin them
And cuffing them is like
Ushering in the regime
They want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand
I ain't gotten into that
A little big in the waist
Two-pocket on the back
Call them Nu-vi's
O G 's covered in blue dye
Give 'em the game
That's like giving chocolate to the fat
Look
How you think I got here
That's the same game
That came through where I lived as a kid
In the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the back
Made me a ripper
Deliver like river
Content a little more thicker slicker
Yeah
And they said oil
And water don't mix
Now they all down
At the beach washing off the fish
Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your ships
YEAH
It's my life my life
Everything I do I do for you
I do it all for you
Everything I say you know it's the truth
I'll say it is the truth
I'll take all the pressure of of you
Take pressure off of you
I'll take yeah the pressure off of you
Uhh it's hella proper
Proper
Cause it sag so low you can see boxer
Like a boxer's
That's the way that the Family's pants worn
Then we slide
And try and put 'em on
The stones in the pocket'll drag
You down to Davy Jones locker
Beware if you wanna Roc the Knickerbocker
Other nigga from the block what
They was selling O's
Like Wheel of Fortune
Of imported cocaine
Just to feel important
It was Do or Die
They was tired of being
Po' Pimps now for sure
That was just a product of my common sense
I guess
I was just guessing like the consonants
Momma said beware of what the devil do
Tell 'em that your soul's
Not for sale like the W's
So go ahead and pirate
The highest
Cannons make you leak like pirated my shh
It's no shh
It's just shh like quiet
And big homey's out of retirement
It's my life my life
Everything I do I do for you
I do it all for you
Everything I say you know
It's the truth
I'll say it is the truth
I'll take all the pressure of of you
Take pressure off of you
Uhh I'll take young
The pressure off of you uhh
So the pen is mightier than the sword my lord
My first picture was a line-up
Now I'm on the Forbes
And I still remain the artiste through thees all
If you force my hand
I'll be forced to draw
If the war calls for Warhols
Hope you got enough space
On your hall's walls
I make niggaz murals
Then escape the bureau's
Investigation
Out in Europe on vacation
I'm back for these puppies
With the pound boy
Blaow
Here's a round boy
Blaow blaow down boy
Sound boy
You don't wanna soundclash loud noise
Leave niggaz paranoid
If not paralyzed
Which means you can't walk in my shoes
Too much green you can't talk in my hue
Extend the team
Nigga holla at Lu'
1st and 15th
That's my cue I'm through
It's my life
My life
Everything I do
I do for you
I do it all for you
Everything I say you know it's the truth
I'll say it is the truth
I'll take all the pressure of of you
Take pressure off of you
I'll take the pressure off of you