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2pac

Genres: Hip-Hop

Under Pressure Lyrics - 2pac

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 fuck with trick-ass niggaz 

'Cause they, turn, into bitch-ass niggaz 

I'm sick of bein' stuck in the county jail 

My niggaz clown, bring a pound when they postin' bail 

 

Smokin' blunts in the driveway, my fo'-five 

Screamin', "Fuck 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 

 

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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 nigga really need, is Thorazine 

 

Right before I die I'll be cursin' the law 

Reincarnated bitch, even worse than befo' 

My fo'-fo' screamin' payback 

My underhanded plan to get them niggaz 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 nigga, haha, that's right 

 

Never run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah 

Nigga bust ain't no time to spare 

'Cause the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up 

And with the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin' shit up 

 

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Flash then blast a nigga with the quickness 

Cock the four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this 

Damn, my mind is in the depths of hell 

But when I'm walking on the street kid my name rings bells 

 

And I never fell, nigga I stand too tall 

I'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl 

Givin' my all, so niggaz wanna bring it to me 

So I'ma sell my cocaine, and lay they ass 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 

Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked over gold teeth 

Am I sick, 'cause I'm addicted to gettin' splifted 

Watchin' stupid-ass tricks get lifted 

 

Nothing's changed, 'cause in the game it's a steady aim 

Fuck friends 'cause in the danger them niggaz change 

Puff weed, and stuff G's in my sock G 

Car keys and Hennessy, where the glock be? 

 

Time's passin', 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 nigga's under pressure 

 

Yeah, that's right 

Under pressure nigga 

A nigga's under pressure 

Yeah 

 

When the pressure's on, it's a hit 

Ski mask, extra gats, bring the clips 

Don't nobody 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 nobody 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 nobody move when we walk the streets 

They stay silent, 'cause talk is cheap 

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