2pac - under pressure lyrics
under pressure, yeah, baby
the pressure’s on, thug life
when it’s on, it’s on
one of these days i’ll, learn, don’t f-ck with trick–ss n-gg-z
’cause they, turn, into b-tch–ss n-gg-z
i’m sick of bein’ stuck in the county jail
my n-gg-z clown, bring a pound when they postin’ bail
smokin’ blunts in the driveway, my fo’-five
screamin’, “f-ck the police” when we fly away, thug ’til i die
you wonder why i’m made this way
i wasn’t, turned out, i was raised this way
i’m thinkin’, these, are the dreams of a young teen
scheme, to stack cream off of crack fiends
one-time can’t hold me
one of these days, we gotta bust back for the homies
locked down in the penitentiary
i’ll, probably lose my mind if the pig sentence me
i’m, stressed, smokin’ weed, and nicotine
but what a n-gg- really need, is thorazine
right before i die i’ll be cursin’ the law
reincarnated b-tch, even worse than befo’
my fo’-fo’ screamin’ payback
my underhanded plan to get them n-gg-z while they laid back
and big stretch hit the scene with the mini-14
servin’ suckers like dope fiends
empty the whole thing
under pressure n-gg-, haha, that’s right
never run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah
n-gg- bust ain’t no time to spare
’cause the ruckus motherf-cker and we f-ck sh-t up
and with the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin’ sh-t up
flash then blast a n-gg- with the quickness
c-ck the four pound motherf-cker when i spit this and rip this
d-mn, my mind is in the depths of h-ll
but when i’m walking on the street kid my name rings bells
and i never fell, n-gg- i stand too tall
i’m just a thug motherf-cker who was born to brawl
givin’ my all, so n-gg-z wanna bring it to me
so i’ma sell my cocaine, and lay they -ss down g
uhh, under pressure
yeah, look here though
runnin’ wild, i never smiled as a juvenile
even now i keep a frown when i come around
don’t ask me ’bout the past, it was all bad
shots blasted, will i last in the wrong path
in the dark is where my heart saw the most grief
motherf-ckers is gettin’ shanked over gold teeth
am i sick, ’cause i’m addicted to gettin’ splifted
watchin’ stupid–ss tricks get lifted
nothing’s changed, ’cause in the game it’s a steady aim
f-ck friends ’cause in the danger them n-gg-z change
puff weed, and stuff g’s in my sock g
car keys and hennessy, where the glock be?
time’s p-ssin’, will i last here another day
i put my gun away and grab my ak
it’s gettin’ hectic, i can’t call it
house full of alcoholics, now a n-gg-‘s under pressure
yeah, that’s right
under pressure n-gg-
a n-gg-‘s under pressure
yeah
when the pressure’s on, it’s a hit
ski mask, extra gats, bring the clips
don’t n-body move when we walk the streets
they stay silent, ’cause talk is cheap
when the pressure’s on, it’s a hit
ski mask, extra gats, bring the clips
don’t n-body move when we walk the streets
they stay silent, ’cause talk is cheap
when the pressure’s on, it’s a hit
ski mask, extra gats, bring the clips
don’t n-body move when we walk the streets
they stay silent, ’cause talk is cheap
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