DProsper - PRESSURE [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Pressure

Written by D. Prosper

“6 Million Ways to die, Choose One...A what dem a try fi do...?”

Project Atom man, this is how we do like this,.come on

The Oligarch better hide in the dark
Pros put the pressure on em

The cabal they plotting world war three
So Pros put the pressure on em

The black moor about to take back this mafuckah
So Pros put the pressure on em
These niggas dont rock how I rock nigga
So Pros put the pressure on em

These rapppers dont rap no more
So Pros put the pressure on em

These niggas is wack than a mafuckah
So Pros put the pressure on em
Walk like a warrior been tellin em
Prosper got this hot shit coming like
Comet elenin
The elements of surprise with the boom bap science
Get in tune rap
Can't stop the prophet
I'm back
Never assume that
One man can’t stop the plan
When its on track
Seize the moment
Find the opponent
Attack matter of fact
Welcome to the adventures
Of master mind
While these niggas rhyme senseless
I learnt from the start
Never apologize for your art
Give it your all
Do it from the heart

Woke up in the morning had a vision
That no one can stop me
I'm the true and living
Believe in self, create the history
Kill all these emcees I just had the epiphany

These niggas don’t rock how I rock nigga
Pros put the pressure on em

These kids can’t spit it how I spit it
Nigga Pros put the pressure on em

These niggas is wack than a mafuckah
Pros put the pressure on em

These clowns can’t do it how I do it
Man Pros put the pressure on em

I just had the epiphany
No one can fuck with me lyrically
No fortune no fame
Acclaim I came critically
Prosper what the game missing
All though its forbidden
Spit truth with precision
Now good riddens
Under your nose
No permissions
1913 united snakes hissing
Watch the hand that was hidden
Central banks
Been running shit
Thanks to Woodrow Wilson
Think you can stop me?
Please
Prosper get love
Down in Tennessee
All the way to Tel Aviv
Gotta believe
Practice you can achieve
Work smarter not harder
Nigga blowing on trees
Look
You can’t stop me I swear
Now stop all your Blood clot fear
Hands in the air its the hold up
Man fuck all that money son
Get the Silver and the Gold up
These niggas can’t rock how I rock
Pros put the pressure on em
These kids can’t it spit it how I spit it
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These niggas can’t do it how I do it
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