Under Pressure
[Hook]
One man under pressure (What nigga?)
One man under pressure (Every night)
One man under pressure (Not me)
One man under pressure (Get it right)
[Verse 1: Sauce Money]
You can never attack
220 pounds of getting your black ass cracked tryna opposite your back
Weak ass niggas gotta be jokin
My hardcore tone tell me I'm lockin'
Smokin' and provokin' you get broken
I go bananas
I got trophies and banners
Bust heads like scanner nigga where your manners
We flip on tricks fake thugs so don't try to gеt slick
'Cause we can stick in the clip and еxchange slugs
Ain't no delayin nobody playin, I'm sayin I'm slayin
Top heavyweight way after weigh in with Jay and
Talkin the talk and walking the walk cold hawking niggas
Sporting niggas now they supporting the King of New York and
Hear me or fear me, don't try to get near me
You're leery
[?]
I'm sincerely seein' y'all niggas clearly
I'm sorta, blowin' muthafuckas up out the water
On a recorder [?]
[Hook]
One man under pressure (What nigga?)
One man under pressure (Every night)
One man under pressure (Not me)
One man under pressure (Get it right)
[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Fuck that I'm bringin the funk back
You know the way that I rock it
Totally obnoxious and no nigga to stop it
Dead up
Peace to Tupac, keep ya head up
Maintain, I still wanna be like Mike
Ain't shit changed
To all my peoples locked down, it's for you I rock now
Never to worry kid I be lockin the block down
19 to 21 is hard
We beat the odds
24, alive and strivin for 24 more
Gotta remind the man, I'm king of rhyme and contraband
Should've locked me up when I was slingin hand in hand
Now I sign for unknown [?]
I see my old associates, yeah we still kick it
Everybody's fat when Jay Z get a meal ticket
It won't be long 'fore we gor it goin' on
And I'm washin everybody money
What? Bring it on
[Hook]
One man under pressure (What nigga?)
One man under pressure (Every night)
One man under pressure (Not me)
One man under pressure (Get it right)
[Verse 3: Jay Z & Sauce Money ]
No more stress from the IRS
When they wanna know where we get the extra dough, we invest
No more heat from the feds who alleged we had the butter since '86, well now we got a loaf of bread
Who put the plan in effect
Who's manning a tec
Don't know if the coast is clear
Who's standing to check
We put a dozen leaders and [?] and semi automatic killers and eaters for gorrilas with 9 [?]
I'm taking the heat off my peeps on the street
Making it hard for the heat to peek at my peeps on the street
I relieve the pressure
Cops would never terrorize my territory for now and fucking forever
We hook the set up for the wet up don't nobody get up
Let's get down 'cause [?]
We goin' head up
Straight up and down, niggas fed up
And never let up
Until the whole motherfuckin' beef is covered with ketchup
[Hook]
One man under pressure (What nigga?)
One man under pressure (Every night)
One man under pressure (Not me)
One man under pressure (Get it right)