Lyrics:
temperature
When you tend to travel at such speed
It's our velocity
I like my bitches black but I don't mind eating Vanilla
Cinderella
Long walk to freedom
I want Mandela's
They feel the pressure
Check the temperature
underground
Cannot take the music killa sound
Yeah we turn it up but never down
Pressure Pressure Pressure
Pressure
Temperature rise turn it up the heat
Temperature's Rising in this room
Pressure is building between us two
I'm in here moaning and so are your
If my body could sing this what it'll say
never hurt
I'm on my way to impact, taste the high speed dirt
Paralyzed with fear, feel velocity gain
Entering a near, catatonic state
Pressure
hurt
I'm on my way to impact, taste the high speed dirt
Paralyzed with fear
Feel velocity gain
Entering a near
Catatonic state
Pressure of the sound
arms…warnings, warnings
Something about the thrill of your touch
Sets off all my love alarms…danger, danger
It's your nearness
It's the pressure
Your intensity
Are you ready?
Yo, Hurb, take it from the top, one, two
My mic sound nice, check one
My mic sound nice, check two
My mic sound nice, check
the temperature
Bars spill out the mouth like et cetera, et cetera
My main motto is Machiavellian
I wait for the right time and then I cross like a pedestrian
Are you ready?
Yo, Hurb, take it from the top, one, two
My mic sound nice, check one
My mic sound nice, check two
My mic sound nice, check
talking to you gets me primed
The way you sound should be a crime
Makes me wanna be alone with you
Yeah I wanna be alone with you
Have I told you? I wanna
war clouds
The sound of its fear is loud
Bounty hunters, catalysts, all fighting in the same league
Spreading their virus like a plague tale
That’s just
I couldnt understand the pressure
Of living right or doing wrong but yet we still together
Another day another problem with inclement weather
Were
Upraising velocity
Drag is trembled by horse
Mechanical heart have no remoses
(No they don't!)
All sounds are left behind
Silence creeps to my mind
Hormonal
to the sound properly laid and mixed down
By no other than my brother, although from different mother
J. Rawls with Sands on the mic, so take cover
The sound
yoh familyoo, (Temperature touch et)
Mi coulda rubber en tes (atee)
Balage figure mamasita my best (eeeh)
Teleker yoh body nbinayo Mummyoo yoh body gud
to the sound properly laid and mixed down
By no other than my brother, although from different mother
J. Rawls with Sands on the mic, so take cover
The sound
called a liar
And your blood pressure shoots up
Tell me what you gonna do now
This song is just like medicine
Take twice in a day like medicine
This song
on the high route
Time is of the essence, can't be tied down
Might just put the pressure on apply pounds
Lighting up the lettuce, I'm behind clouds
I'll become
All of this pressure on me it's gon cause an explosion
I might cause a commotion
I'm working hard no one gave me a ticket I'm still feeling golden
Airplane mode, take four
I don't know what's going on around me.
What's for dinner or the temperature in New Orleans
I'm maturing, but I don't feel
The pressure's all I'm feelin'
It's the air in the street
Somewhere I'm dealin'
I've got to be discrete
I'm dreamin' up a number
And when you
fall
From the height I climbed up
I'm always ready to rumble
Ring the bell and I'm up
Chin down, guard up
Temperature rising,
Grinding pressure
Adrenaline is goin' up
You know what's goin' down
Talk is cheap if you aint with it
Then don't make a sound
Everytime we showin' up
We gotta show 'em
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