Haven't laughed this hard in a long time. Better stop now before I start crying.. Go off to sleep in the sunshine. Don't want to see the day when it's dying..
Yeah, yeah. Fireball yeah.. . ha aha aha haa.... . What I, what I, what I want, what I want is. You know, you know, yeah yeah, pretty lady. You're the one all all over me and that's what I wanted too baby..
Verse 1 Suffa. This is for the hopeless, the homeless, the brokest, the dopest. The smokers, the jokers on opiates and coke it's. Your choice, I won't judge you tonight.
For my people in the front (front). In the Nosebleed Section (section). . This is for the heads that's loving the mix. My people in the front, all covered in spit.
Verse 1 Suffa. Growing up I needed a guide like, a blind veteran's dog,. Cos I was going nowhere like a child's letters to god,. Though life's road was hard I was never so lost,.
Introduction - Trials. We have a whole lot of superstars on this stage here tonight,. And I want you to know one thing, this is.... . Verse 1 - Suffa.
VERSE 1: PRESSURE. I've been earning my stripes, till I'm perfect when I'm working the mic,. And I've been serving the type of words that murder insights,.
Verse One - Suffa. Let me introduce myself, raise them beers,. Suffa MC, been doing this for more than ten years,. Ever since I was a youngster, I brought the funk for.
Verse 1 Pressure. Early morn, train station, aching from the arthritis,. This war veteran knows what a hard time is,. He needs his pension, dementia and half blind is,.
(1: Pressure). Another war another martyr revered,. Passed the fear from their fathers then it's lasting for years,. Bullets don't discriminate the skin colour they pierce,.
(Verse 1 - Pressure). It's the next chapter, where's all my head at?. You slept at the fact that we crept back to. Set factors straight, the only dead rappers.
We came and we conquered, they praying to poppa. They claiming they want to, they really don't want to. You ain't maiming a monster so don't bother with offers.
1 Mystro. Well I'm the one to bring the funk. although my armpit's not stinking,. And I'm known to hold flows like the glass you drop drinking,. Never crude man I started of limping,.
Verse 1 - Suffa. You sound like a bitch man,. Nymphos in your clip and disco riffs man,. I'll tell you this, OK, it don't fit man,. It's like OJ, little glove, big hand,.
I'm wondering where the day went. The clouds have me shrouded in grey but. I'm still out pounding the pavement, word. Drowning the hurt by pounding rounds in brown paper.
VERSE 1: PRESSURE. My words ring true, so until the end of the marriage,. Cutting my neck from my back is the only severance package,. For this veteran that is blessed and possessed with the language,.
[Chorus]. I'm no good; yes I'm no good,. Let me tell you no good, girl I'm no good,. I'm no good for nothing. . [Verse 1: Pressure]. Problematic child from a god abandoned isle,.
This is recreation, set your station, and get your place in. A comfy seat, pump this beat, Pressure will set the occasion,. For your entertainment I work hard on my flows,.
[Chorus]. I'm no good; yes I'm no good,. Let me tell you no good, girl I'm no good,. I'm no good for nothing. . [Verse 1: Pressure]. Problematic child from a god abandoned isle,.
I lay down my music 10 feet from where I lay down. Immersed in the beat short breaks turn to breakdowns. 'Cause when you work where you sleep you don't sleep.