Pressure

My brother stood on all 10 toes and his soul
 When he hung up I cried cause he went and cried over the phone
 For those dealing with the pressure, I salute you, we are in the zone
 What do you know about pressure? Fuck it
 Designed to go to war when he was an adolescent
 What do you know about pressure? Rub up
 Looking at the judge saying life had a sentence
 What do you know about pressure? Fuck it
 Pray to Allah to get out or get to heaven
 What do you know about pressure? Rub up
 Got a second shot, he ready to be a legend
 Rumble in the jungle, a thriller in Manila
 Get killed to be the killer, be a banana or gorilla
 I'm built for whatever, I go bananas on a nigga
 Crack a head like an egg, then I scramble on a nigga
 They say the mean Philly streets will be the death of me
 Only the top-tier killers can stand next to me
 I got knocked off, they tried to book me indefinitely
 But I was boxed up in the clink, chef in the recipe
 Turn my pain into a diamond, guess the pressure perfected me
 Shot my movie, these crackers could never edit me
 Kobe Bryant's pedigree, impeccable bar count
 Stand over the body and air him to his skull to bounce
 I do it for those, they say you never see the light of day
 No retreat, no surrender, keep ripping for a brighter day
 I remember they told me I threw my fucking life away
 But I answered the bell and got it the Mike Tyson way
 What do you know about pressure? Fuck it
 Designed to go to war when he was an adolescent
 What do you know about pressure? Rub up
 Looking at the judge saying life had a sentence
 What do you know about pressure? Fuck it
 Pray to Allah to get out or get to heaven
 What do you know about pressure? Rub up
 Got a second shot, he ready to be a legend
 They say jail term boys to men, some men to snitches
 It's a place where they end your wishes
 Stay ten toes down, no bend, no bitching
 You see where you really stand, with your friends and bitches
 I did 240 days straight without a JP
 Stuck in a hole, picking over state trades
 You hear the echoes of the guilty verdict every day
 It's like the judge shot you down with an AK
 They say we murderers, they murdering us
 And I seen the pressure make murderers bust
 I wouldn't feed a dog what they serving for lunch
 You gotta smell your celly shit through the courtesy flush
 And when the war's on, gotta sleep with your eyes open
 And have your boots laced when the gates slide open
 Cause the opened the block and he got a lock on the sock
 And if that nigga catch you slipping, he gon' bust your shit wide open
 What do you know about pressure? Fuck it
 Designed to go to war when he was an adolescent
 What do you know about pressure? Rub up
 Looking at the judge saying life had a sentence
 What do you know about pressure? Fuck it
 Pray to Allah to get out or get to heaven
 What do you know about pressure? Rub up
 Got a second shot, he ready to be a legend
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