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
Übersetzung: Little Brother. Der Druck.
'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
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
her people happy, oh She don't care about the rest at all She's got a system they call apartheid It keeps a brother in a subjection But maybe pressure
Tryin to break a leg before I break my third one Up in your back, they ask how can you stand there proud And bow knowin there's a little child in the
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
the cupboard with the others, and tightly held his brother, he was... Under pressure, I'm heating up. Under pressure, calm, but it's all front. Under pressure
: I thank Yah for the effort that He set in my soul And for His Son and all my brothers who perfected my hope For all the times and the love that I neglected
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
me inside, so I can't go brother are you there? now tell me is it wonderful or were you hoping to find something a little more? climbing down the
't go I can't go Go Brother, are you there? Tell me is it wonderful? No Were you hoping to find, hoping to find Something a little more, more, more
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
' I'm on the job robbin' every so-called Don Give the money to my moms and tell her that I'm gone I would school my little brother that niggas mean him
wanna tell you I love you [Verse 1] Only 15 put under pressure First month 27th day, They took away my mother I was left to be raised by my brother Tought