[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:04.91]Verse One – Pressure [00:19.62]I once had time on my hands, but now handling time, [00:22.91]Is coping with this life cycle and the mandatory grind, [00:25.39]My sanity's fine, just falling short of stamina I'm, [00:28.13]Searching for some food for thought to feed this famine of mind, [00:30.61]And when I'm stagnant I rhyme, it helps the night turn to day, [00:33.15]I churn my way through this nine to five and urban decay, [00:35.70]Believe me it's bleak, and though the city's breaths in its sleep, [00:38.32]It's just a paddock, ain't no where a shepherds leading these sheep, [00:40.81]Now most prefer it covered up lie than the truth naked, [00:43.40]The truth is ugly like cellulite; please don't publicly parade it, [00:46.45]I hate it but to escape it would be luck on fluke, [00:48.69]I feel like I'm a **** beat but I'm stuck on loop, [00:51.09]But that's my life cycle; freedom means everything to me, [00:53.75]And face value's got us believing everything we see, [00:56.27]So if our eyes tell us lies the truth is we're blind, [00:58.85]So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines. [01:03.53]Verse Two – Pressure [01:07.51]I once had respect for this game, but now this game of respect, [01:34.86]Is sold to the highest bidder with some fame and a cheque, [01:37.37]Now any layman can get respect without breaking his neck, [01:40.07]Paying dues, time these crews started paying some debt, [01:42.66]It ain't lights and cameras, personalities on set, [01:45.43]Distorting realities in their context, [01:47.46]With no originality concepts, [01:49.58]Who gives a **** about a salary; this ain't a popularity contest [01:53.19]Cos hip hop ain't faking for ends, [01:54.94]Hip-hop ain't fading with trends, [01:56.79]It ain't rich kids playing with pens, [01:58.69]It ain't the clothes on your back, or the label on them, [02:01.19]It's where you're at, so I say it again, [02:03.11]It's just my life cycle; music means everything to me, [02:05.72]It's just a fashion show, nah; don't believe everything you see, [02:08.35]Cos if our eyes tell us lies the truth is we're blind, [02:10.81]So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines. [02:20.27]Verse Three – Pressure [02:32.83]That's just my life cycle, nothing matters but setting me free, [02:41.69]Because my freedom and hip hop be meaning everything to me, [02:44.19]Now face values and fashions empower everything we be, [02:46.82]Believing everything we hear, and everything we see, [02:49.52]So if our eyes tell us lies, then we usually find, [02:51.99]Our visions cluttered by this scutter so the truth is we're blind, [02:54.57]It's just poison food for thought for these dillusionary minds, [02:57.13]So stop walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:04.91]Verse One – Pressure
[00:19.62]I once had time on my hands, but now handling time,
[00:22.91]Is coping with this life cycle and the mandatory grind,
[00:25.39]My sanity's fine, just falling short of stamina I'm,
[00:28.13]Searching for some food for thought to feed this famine of mind,
[00:30.61]And when I'm stagnant I rhyme, it helps the night turn to day,
[00:33.15]I churn my way through this nine to five and urban decay,
[00:35.70]Believe me it's bleak, and though the city's breaths in its sleep,
[00:38.32]It's just a paddock, ain't no where a shepherds leading these sheep,
[00:40.81]Now most prefer it covered up lie than the truth naked,
[00:43.40]The truth is ugly like cellulite; please don't publicly parade it,
[00:46.45]I hate it but to escape it would be luck on fluke,
[00:48.69]I feel like I'm a **** beat but I'm stuck on loop,
[00:51.09]But that's my life cycle; freedom means everything to me,
[00:53.75]And face value's got us believing everything we see,
[00:56.27]So if our eyes tell us lies the truth is we're blind,
[00:58.85]So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.
[01:03.53]Verse Two – Pressure
[01:07.51]I once had respect for this game, but now this game of respect,
[01:34.86]Is sold to the highest bidder with some fame and a cheque,
[01:37.37]Now any layman can get respect without breaking his neck,
[01:40.07]Paying dues, time these crews started paying some debt,
[01:42.66]It ain't lights and cameras, personalities on set,
[01:45.43]Distorting realities in their context,
[01:47.46]With no originality concepts,
[01:49.58]Who gives a **** about a salary; this ain't a popularity contest
[01:53.19]Cos hip hop ain't faking for ends,
[01:54.94]Hip-hop ain't fading with trends,
[01:56.79]It ain't rich kids playing with pens,
[01:58.69]It ain't the clothes on your back, or the label on them,
[02:01.19]It's where you're at, so I say it again,
[02:03.11]It's just my life cycle; music means everything to me,
[02:05.72]It's just a fashion show, nah; don't believe everything you see,
[02:08.35]Cos if our eyes tell us lies the truth is we're blind,
[02:10.81]So keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.
[02:20.27]Verse Three – Pressure
[02:32.83]That's just my life cycle, nothing matters but setting me free,
[02:41.69]Because my freedom and hip hop be meaning everything to me,
[02:44.19]Now face values and fashions empower everything we be,
[02:46.82]Believing everything we hear, and everything we see,
[02:49.52]So if our eyes tell us lies, then we usually find,
[02:51.99]Our visions cluttered by this scutter so the truth is we're blind,
[02:54.57]It's just poison food for thought for these dillusionary minds,
[02:57.13]So stop walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.
