Traducción: De La Soul. A pressão dos colegas.
'll blow ya mind [Hook: B-Real] Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure
that'll blow ya mind [Hook: B-Real] Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure
how we gon' come again My golden rule is not to focus on the fame game In retrospect, the game ain't the same Mayne They heart and soul is divided They
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
diminish Niggas' store owners become album killers I love them soldiers, they got no limits Trap ya soul in it, niggas who flow with it Soul with it
foes trying to be slicker than Westin Lessons get taught by the one's fucking up constantly Pressured by they peers, distracted by they eyes and ears Nigga's sell they souls
encourage with pride If you instill the blessings and return to now for no lie Unfold your eyes, don't be blinded by the pain and the tears You never dried Realize peer pressures
had to have nuts just to do it Got bored and became truant When I had the gall to go I just couldn't do it I was lured into corners by the peer pressure
still I maintain in a hostile environment Hustlin' the concrete jungle for loot My parents hated blood money so they gave me the boot Take a risk 'cause the peer pressure
how we gon' come again My golden rule is not to focus on the fame game In retrospect, the game ain't the same mayne They heart and soul is divided They
, hello" "Hello, hello, hello" We are of course representing mighty, mighty Hilltop I'm Mr. Suffa, just up the back We got P-Delaressure... [Pressure
[HOOK] We gon' see if you can handle the pressure (like we do) Serious, who get it done? (my people) Twist it up and light it up (like me) Then go (like
is that you would eagerly follow their example I boasted of your readiness for a year Give him your heart and not the pressure of your peers They say
years, and shed so many tears.. I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears.. God, I lost so many peers
what I wouldnt give to live the way I thought life would be Mobb muzik, my only key mass artilery, prayers from mama combined to grant the serpents soul
