Pressure - Jay-z, , Lyrics - Food & Liquor - Lupe Fiasco

Roc-A-Fella, 1st and 

Jay, Lupe, yeah 

And so it seems that I'm sewin' jeans 

And 1st and 15 is just a sewin' machine 

So I cut the pattern and then I sew in seams 

And button in this hustlin' then publically, I'm Buddy Lee 

There's no bustin' them and cuffin' them 

Is like usherin' in the regime 

They want me to make Prince pants 

But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that 

A little big in the waist, two-pocket on the back 

Call them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dye 

Give 'em the game, that's like givin' chocolate to the fat 

Look, how you think I got here? 

That's the same game that came through where I lived as a kid 

In the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the back 

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Made me a ripper, deliver like river 

Content a little more thicker, slicker 

Yeah and they said oil and water don't mix 

Now they all down at the beach washin' off the fish 

Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your ships, yeah 

It's my life, my life, everything I do, I do for you, I do it all for you 

Everything I say, you know it's the truth, I'll say it is the truth 

I'll take all the pressure off of you, take pressure off of you 

I'll take the pressure off of you 

It's hella proper, proper 

'Cause it sag so low, you can see boxer, like a boxer's 

That's the way that the Family's pants worn 

Then we slide and try and put 'em on 

The stones in the pocket'll drag you down 

To Davy Jones locker 

Beware if you wanna Roc the Knickerbocker 

Other nigga from the block, what? They was sellin' O's 

Like Wheel of Fortune of imported cocaine 

Just to feel important, it was 'Do or Die' 

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They was tired of bein' 'Po' Pimps' now for sure 

That was just a product of my common sense 

I guess, I was just guessin' like the consonants 

Momma said beware of what the Devil do 

Tell 'em that your soul's not for sale like the W's 

So go ahead and pirate the highest 

Cannons make you leak like pirated my shh 

It's no shh, it's just shh like quiet 

And big homey's out of retirement 

It's my life, my life, everything I do, I do for you, I do it all for you 

Everything I say, you know it's the truth, I'll say it is the truth 

I'll take all the pressure off of you, take pressure off of you 

I'll take the pressure off of you 

So the pen is mightier than the sword, my Lord 

My first picture was a line-up, now I'm on the Forbes 

And I still remain the artiste through this all 

If you force my hand, I'll be forced to draw 

If the war calls for war halls 

Hope you got enough space on your hall's walls 

I make niggaz murals, then escape the bureau's investigation 

Out in Europe on vacation 

I'm back for these puppies with the pound boy 

Here's a round, boy, down, boy 

Sound boy, you don't wanna sound clash loud noise 

Leave niggaz paranoid if not paralyzed 

Which means you can't walk in my shoes 

Too much green, you can't talk in my hue 

Extend the team, nigga, holla at Lu 

1st and 15th, that's my cue, I'm through 

It's my life, my life, everything I do, I do for you, I do it all for you 

Everything I say, you know it's the truth, I'll say it is the truth 

I'll take all the pressure off of you, take pressure off of you 

I'll take the pressure off of you