pressure (Got ya'll feelin' the pressure Phonte feelin' the pressure, feelin the pressue Got ya'll feelin' the pressure Big Pooh feelin' the pressure so feel the pressure
Tradução: Little Brother. La presión.
'all feelin' the pressure (Got ya'll feelin' the pressure Phonte feelin' the pressure, feelin the pressue Got ya'll feelin' the pressure Big Pooh feelin' the pressure
tha signs I was blinded criminal minds of a young black brotha doin' time so many brothas framed in this dirty game it's a shame so much pressure
in my head It imbeds the type of thoughts That got a lot of brothers dead The smarter brother knows To keep his foes close And I'm the type of brothers
colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother and mother and dad Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Shady will be your new substitute while Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (HE'S GOT AIDS!) Good luck Mr. Shady [Eminem] Hi there little boys and girls
To selling dope with the rest I quit smoking cess to open my chest Life is stressful inside this cesspool Trying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel My little brother
go very far; All tied to their things They are netted by their strings, Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings. Outside the cage I see my Brother
m like the rest of them tricks At a party getting naughty, chasing money and dicks and No, you got me all wrong brother No, I'm a woman that's strong brother
be right behind ya, keep it movin be blessed It's the test, only the best, beautiful love, yes! Can't believe they wanna hold a brother back like this
chasin brothers The D.A.'s on the roof, tryin to, watch us and knock us And killer coppers, even come through in helicopters I drink a little vodka, spark
't see our way Trying hard to make it through Another day Father, father, father Why do you let your sons go astray Brother, brother, brother Why must
em in Massive attack we keep it strong just like a vitamin Going for the positive wiping out the negative songs 'Cause brother it's relative The ??? is
Stomach ache, had a steak, and take for a bean pie Get a final call for the brother in a bow-tie I'm from little kid's, dream, and fiend for fun Lots
two-four, wit Pie and em But do my dirt, 21st, wit Kyle and them Nigga Pop, nigga Buzz, little Mark and them Brother news, nigga schooled Marley Park
