[Verse 1: Pressure] I clutch my chest for some breath that eludes me Plain and truly, you try and comprehend your words but you lose me Stubborn my character, I'm hanging loosely, to some loose leaf Sign wave, it's my face, the motion moves me I stagger awkwardly, unfortunately most can't walk with me I thought we'd be of similar faith, yet still they talk of me I've got a heart full of soul, yet all the hawker's be Thoughtlessly moving through life forgetting this importancy Now lessons taught to me fly by me like memories As I'm endless, leap out and produce a pen of MC's I should put my energy to enemies who pretend to be A friend of me, regularly play the greater tongue Tennessee's
[Verse 2: Suffa] You gots to give it up cause it's a matter of time right I rhyme tight, it's fine like a model in the limelight I shine light, so gets the message like a sign right
I shine biting rhyme fights with my mind right You looking blindside and rhyme bite, kid tonight is my night I might, blind your eyesight with my analogy Let's clear the stage if you want to come battle me Expand it like that, cells and calories so challenge me I harness the beat, that's at a? and bring the cavalry Swallow be MC's, irritating like an allergy Hallowed be thy name if you want fame or salary
[Hook: x4] "Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up" "Everybody sing"
[Verse 3: Suffa] ... You gots, you gots, you gots You gots to give it up cause I know that you're on it A B-Boy, the force in my soul is sonic My words are commen-tating on the planet The earth I tread, my sneakers hit the granite And I'm moving, at the speed of sunrays reflecting Off mirrored city buildings... Along the city streets that I'm walking Inside my Walkman, I feel the vibe of an MC talking Speaking... spoken... The words tap your soul and the verse gets you open Like the mind of a bass head hitting the pipe I step through the day and walk into the night
[Verse 4: Pressure] I up the one-liners and I break em in half Give em two back, to take back in the arse Just for faking my art, now they faint in the heart Just for making em charred, I gots to break em apart And forsake em depart, from my path like a Jehovah's Witness I move the crowd til they got motion sickness, here flows my sickness From the cream of the crop, whose row's the thickest? I'm on a stage just to show my fitness, and post a witness My microphone's your ability, your crew admittedly And you was feeling me, come from a true stability I draw energy from MC provoking, but I don't Draw breath, just to leave was unspoken
[Hook: x4]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
